#portgas d ace imagine

[portgasdbru]

whitebeard pirates groupchat

wb pirates (ace, izo, marco, thatch) x reader

cw: funny/crack, drug mention

[my-love-is-sunlight]

one piece men react to you screaming their full name

ft. Ace, Zoro, Sanji

SFW, mentions of alcohol and smoking, gn reader

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ .ᐟ ᡣ𐭩

Ace

“PORTGAS D. ACE” your voice resonates through all the walls, rooms and every nook and cranny from the Moby Dick. The mentioned stood frozen at the dinner table fork still full of food, he knew better than to run away

“What did you do now?” Marco asked eyes wide open

“Nothing!… that I remember” Ace scratched the back of his head trying to make memory of his recent activities, searching for whatever may had upset you

Marco laughed in disbelief “You’re a dead man” he said before taking another sip of his drink

You entered the room, stomping your way to your clueless boyfriend “May I have a word with you?” The tone and the politeness of the sentence made Marco fear for his dear friend. Ace nodded before he stood up and followed behind smile beaming in hopes you’ll have some mercy. A chorus of teasing ‘UUUUH’s were heard as you exited the dining room.

“Have I told you how radiant you look today?” Ace leaned over to kiss your cheek but you ducked making him loose his balance

“Don’t start with me Portgas” a shiver ran down Ace’s back, both from fear and… something else.

“You did this” you held a pillow cover in front of his face “You burned my only bed sheets, and you’re getting me new ones even if you end up in debt with everyone on this ship”

Ace was attracted to you all the time, but there was something in the way you would always stand your ground and how gorgeous you looked right now that was knocking him out of his feet. He placed his hand in the one were you held the pillow cover and pulled you in for a hug

“Im sorry sweetheart I’d get you new ones on the next island, you can borrow mine for now” you rolled your eyes and sighed, he got you wrapped all around his finger and he knew it, you couldn’t be mad at him for long

“Of course I’m taking yours, you sleep at my bed every night anyways… but wash them first” Ace picked you up and pampered your face with kisses “You look so hot when you’re angry

Zoro

“RORONOA ZORO” you screamed while exiting to the deck where he was working out, all of the straw hats looked back at Zoro in fear, Sanji holding in a laugh

Few things made this man flinch but he couldn’t help but catch himself lose balance when he heard his full name exit your lips in such an angry tone followed by your big stumps getting louder as you got closer

Everyone wrapped up whatever they were doing and ran off to the kitchen, leaving Zoro to face his demise alone

“What now?” He played it off trying to sound as nonchalant as he could not even looking your direction

“How many times have I asked you to not leave your sake around my desk?” If looks could kill your boyfriend would be a dead man

“Where am I supposed to put it then?” He scoffed crossing his arms in front of his chest, he looked at you for a second and his heart clenched at the cute way your brows furrowed and your arms rested on your hips

“Oh! I don’t know maybe, just getting silly here, IN THE PANTRY WHERE IT BELONGS!” Zoros condecency was driving you insane making your tone scale

The swordsman noticed how you were getting tense and teardrops threaten to run down your cheeks, he sighed a little embarrassed he had made you this upset. He cupped your cheeks while he apologized in that soft tone he reserved just for you

“I’m sorry I forgot to put it away last night, it won’t happen again I promise” he drew comforting circles around your cheek as he whispered

“It got all over my notebooks” oh so that’s why you were so shaken up

“I’ll clean it up baby” your boyfriend kissed your forehead as he made his way to the kitchen for a towel, as he opened the door every crew member fell comically on top of each other, they were ears dropping as they do.

Before Zoro could complain, your sweet laugh was heard at the distance which made him smile a little “You should listen to her mosshead” Sanji muttered which made the swordsman’s smile drop and scream back at him

Sanji

“BLACK LEG SANJI” even though you were screaming at him, the cook couldn’t help but feel his heart flutter at the way you wouldn’t use his birth last name as you knew he despised it and what it stand for, instead raging while using his public name.

You stormed in the kitchen eyes fixed on him, even angry Sanji thought you were breathtaking

“Yes my world?” he beamed a smile at you which you didn’t know if it annoyed or charmed you

“What have I said about smoking indoors?” Sanji felt the air get stuck in his throat, his eyes drifted from yours in shame

“I uhm-“ he laughed nervously as you got closer and closer cornering him against the counter, both hands caging him while they rested on said counter

“You know damn well I hate when my clothes smell like cigarettes, now imagine how I feel when my whole room stinks” you grabbed Sanjis tie to move his face closer to yours without breaking eye contact, you knew exactly what to do to make him a nervous wreck

The blondes heart couldn’t help but skip several beats at the way you were acting right now, he felt bad about upsetting you but he could get used to this side of you

“My apologies love, you know I cant manage to go without a smoke and sometimes I don’t want to leave your side” he twitched when his gaze met yours as he tried to explain himself

“Well you better start to manage” with a torturous slow move you took the cigarette that hanged from your boyfriends lips and threw it on the floor before stepping on it to take it out “Or I’ll move out of the room” you smiled teasingly while exploring his handsome features, stopping at his lips.

The cook turned all shades of red and pink breathing heavily, squirming a “Yes ma’m” before you kissed him passionately and breaking it abruptly

You winked at him before leaving the poor poor man absolutely stunted and a hot mess

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ .ᐟ ᡣ𐭩

Hi! This is my first time doing this type of format so tell me what you think and feel free to request. English is not my first language so correct me if I made any mistakes.

[sashi-ya]

portgas d. ace x gn! reader tw: none. wc: 250

DOWNPOUR. a drop, and then two more. One pooling on your nose, the other running through your heated cheeks. “It’s raining, Ace!”. “I know, my natural enemy!” he jokes, grabbing your hand. His tight grip feels warm like summer mornings, like the fire of his heart that burns so strong in the middle of his chest. You run through the ups and downs of that hill, on a random island you two decided to explore. The skies have become dark, almost pitch black. Thunder are roaring, and the rain turns more into a violent downpour. Wind tangles upon your hairs, the drops of rain hitting your cheeks; his galaxy cheeks. “We should take cover until it’s over” he suggests, looking back at you with a smile as bright as the sun. His messy dark hair getting wet, all of his belongings as well. You nod; in awe. Ace’s laughter makes your heart skip a beat -or maybe two, or three-. “But first…” Snatching you closer, pulling you from your hand, until your chest collides with his and your lips meet. A kiss that deepens the more the rain falls like a cold blessing from the sky. Drops pool in between your mouths, running down your chins and necks. His arms around your waist. “I once read on those Dadan’s old lady novels that when two lovers kiss under the rain, they stay forever together”. “Ace, you read Dadan’s novels?” “I was bored before Luffy moved in, ok? Now kiss me again!”

[cowboyjigen]

shhhhh or napping with zoro & ace

warnings: self indulgent: i wish to nap with these two, self projecting: i have hypersomnia & narcolepsy </3, nothing aside from that just pure fluff

if zoro wants to nap with you, good luck lmao. you are not getting out of this. he’s all but dragging you to his favorite spot on the sunny and holding you real tight. he’ll keep repeating that there’s nothing you can do to wake him up. that he won’t budge. just ask sanji to cook some meat and he’s alive again. but besides that,, he doesn’t snore that often but when he does it’s loud. like really loud. wake you up loud. definitely a cuddler but he won’t admit it, if he does it blames it on his protective nature. holds you very close, like he’s going to lose you if he doesn’t. but a kiss on the cheek has his relaxing just a bit. wakes up grumpy but once again relaxes with a kiss on the cheek. if you manage to fall asleep and stay asleep when he wakes up he’ll just sit there starring lovingly. until he sees usopp gushing about how cute you look, then he’s back to his typical cold face. 10/10 would nap again.

ace never intends to nap with you. it just happens. one minute he’s up drinking arms around your waist and the next his head is on your shoulder and he’s passed out. normally you can just shake him awake but sometimes he really does need the rest so you lead him to the nearest bed (or chair) to take a few. he’s not letting go of you though, his arms are firm in place and ultimately are dragging you down with him. sometimes you have to wonder if he’s actually asleep because of the smirk on his face when you cuddle up to him accepting your fate. marco and deuce will ultimately have to be the ones to wake the two of you up when your presence is needed somewhere on the ship. but rest assured he’ll be out again in a few hours and you’ll be dragging him back.

[manszen]

childhood crush

pairing. fem!reader x portgas d. ace.

summary. you and ace accidentally meet up after some time away.

contains. fluff, cursing, mild spoilers for ace’s backstory.

word count. 1k.

note. in my head, everybody in one piece is alive and well.

ace has known you for as long as he can remember.

you used to be a wee little thing. much, much smaller and weaker in body than he was. it isn’t helping that the memories of you he can recollect are the ones where you cry out loud, seeking for his help.

you were in the same league as luffy, as sabo once told him. a crybaby. you never once stopped chasing after them — no, him. solely because of the command old dadan told you about: to keep watch over him when she’s not around.

although, you being his watchdog never ended well for you.

he’s born strong and wild, and you simply weren’t. you carried more scratches and bruises than they did after running amok the mountain’s forest, and that was on a daily basis.

even luffy’s suffering was nothing compared to what you gained running after him.

that went on for some years. him doing whatever he wanted and you cleaning up the mess he left behind, heavily exasperated to your wit’s end. it was what actually made him fond of you.

yet the time has come for his promise to luffy and sabo to finally gear up.

“take care, ace!” luffy waved from the cliff, a huge grin across his face.

“yeah, see you, luffy!” he replied from his boat, the very symbol for his first adventure. the catalyst of many more to come. “i’ll be going now!”

“i’ll be a lot stronger when i leave here in three years!”

ace returned his grin, letting the powerful waves of the sea take him to wherever it desires. there was a round of ‘take care’s and ‘good luck’s, but there was one particular reminder that stood out to him.

“ace! don’t forget about us!” you bellowed. “don’t forget about me!”

he laughed, “i can’t even if i want to!” he hoped that the crashing sounds of the water wouldn’t tamper down the truth in his voice. then, before he couldn’t see the figures on the cliff anymore, he raised his arms and waved his goodbye.

that was some time ago.

now, he watches with comical bewilderment as you expertly skip some of the bar tables to run to where he’s sitting at.

“ace? is that you, ace?”

he gawks, then breathes out your name, confusing the first division commander sitting beside him.

“you know her?”

“ace!” you squeal upon reaching him, immediately wrapping your arms around his body and crushing his bones. “it’s me! did you forget about me?”

marco wolf whistles from the sideline, smirking at the event unfolding before him, “oh my.”

“what are you doing here?” he questions, pulling himself back to look at you. and wow, he didn’t think you’d look, well for the lack of better term, this attractive.

“what do you mean? i’ve become a pirate!”

ace’s disbelief is loud and apparent. “idiot!” he knocks you by the head. “are you still following me? following dadan’s orders?”

“you wish,” you pout. at that moment, you finally take notice of marco beside him, bowing down and introducing your name. “hello, i’m ace’s childhood friend. thank you for taking care of this idiot.”

“nice to meet you-yoi,” he chuckles, warming up to you already. after a second, he glances knowingly at ace. “so this is her,” he comments.

ace hears the intention. loud and clear.

“marco,” he chuckles without an ounce of amusement behind it, “i think pops needs some checking up.”

“i’ve already administered him his meds, ace. pops will live for the night.” marco happily returns his attention back to you. “so, are you single?”

you freeze at the question, the same time as ace’s booming protest broke through the bar.

“knock it off!” he stands up, authority seeping through his skin. you’re taken aback with his reaction, hell, even he is taken aback. he lowers his head, embarrassed by his outburst, and timidly hides beneath his hat.

“i’m single,” you shrug after a moment. this makes marco snort, digging into ace’s mortification much deeper. “not sure why it’s a big deal.”

“oh, i like you already,” marco teases. the first division commander is beaming even as he utters the words. it sounds so smooth, so at ease, that ace feels a little jealous he can do it without worrying about what you think if he’s the one to say it.

“but i’m not available,” you voice out suddenly, and the two heads snap to attention. you give them a sheepish smile, “i already like someone.”

before ace could stop himself, he had already asked, “who?”

“oh please,” you scoff, not before pursing your lips as you avoid their awaiting looks, “it’s the same person.”

he squints his eyes, trying to remember if you had once told him you have a budding crush on someone. his wondering leads him to stare mindlessly at the wall behind you as he racks his brain for a clue.

is it luffy?

no, he’s way too childish for you.

“you mean to say you’ve only had the same crush your entire life?” he hears marco ask you, but it’s a bit tuned out.

sabo?

surely, you won’t punish yourself for someone who isn’t here?

“no way,” marco bursts out laughing, “that’s just bullshit.”

is it someone from your crew?

speaking of, where even is your crew?

“he's not even listening,” marco continues, repeatedly knocking his fist against the table, hunching forwards with laughter. “and yet you choose him?”

ace collects his thoughts and returns back to the situation at hand. he scowls at how the two of you have become oh-so chummy with each other — you giggling with marco, and well, marco almost dying with happy tears in his eyes, all while he’s time traveling back to his childhood.

“am i missing something?” he glowers.

“a huge one! a really huge one,” his co-commander slings an arm around his neck, squeezing it affectionately, “oh, you poor guy.”

“you mean, poor me,” you snort before reducing back to giggling alongside the other commander. reaching out you gently tap ace’s cheek, “it’s nice to see you again, ace.”

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[maaneskin]

JEALOUSY JEALOUSY. portgas d. ace x gn!reader, 0.2k

ace thinks he’s gonna commit murder if luffy doesn’t get his head off your shoulder. he snaps a twig in half, eyes boring into the innocent seven-year-old.

the sound of snapping wood made sabo look at his freckled friend, “oi,” he calls gently, seeing the furry in ace’s eyes, “don’t break the twigs - they won’t work if you do,”

with much difficulty, ace tears his eyes away from the innocent scene and to the sight of his blonde friend looking at him with annoyance, “what?” ace snaps, snapping another twig in half.

“would you stop that, we need those,” sabo scolds, taking the remaining of the twigs ace had for himself, “and stop glaring at luffy,”

“i’m not glaring at luffy!”

with a quick motion, the twig sabo was holding came down on ace’s head, “stop being jealous,”

“i’m not jealous of luffy!!”

sabo repeats the motion of swinging down the twig on ace’s head. it brings him satisfaction to watch ace rub the sore spot, “you’re stupid,” sabo concludes. he stands up and walks a few meters to get more twigs and branches.

“i’m not stupid,” ace grumbles. his eyes go back to his somewhat beloved little brother and you cuddled up by the fire while you do your best to fix luffy’s treasured strawhat. luffy’s head is resting comfortably on your shoulder and the rest of his body is pressed close to yours, his eyes following as your fingers work the tread and needle.

ace's eyes twitch at the sight. maybe he was slightly jealous.

[quartermera]

Thrifting with Ace

Day 15 of Fluffvember 2023 Gender & race neutral reader Requested by anon

“What d’you think?” Ace asked excitedly, pulling open the curtain of his changing room.

Your mouth fell a little, while your brain went numb. No words came to mind as you detailed your boyfriend. Fitted in vintage Levi jeans, a washed out red shirt, a pair of black pumps and a leather jacket, Ace looked dashing. Was it a classic look? Absolutely. But don’t fix it if it ain’t broken; and Ace in this outfit definitely was not broken.

“Babe?” he wondered, faced with your silence.

Suddenly realizing how long you had remained quiet, you started by smiling. If no words could come to mind at least you could show that you approved of the look.

“D’you like it?” Ace asked with a grin.

Your smile still growing, you nodded. Then, slowly, you approached. Shamelessly checking him out, you motioned to Ace to do a 360 turn. Understanding where you were going, he did not discuss. Instead, he slowly spinned on himself and stopped when his back was facing you.

“So?” he wondered after a few seconds, meeting your gaze in the mirror across from him.

Being right behind him now, you nodded.

“I think you look amazing.”

And for good measure, you accompanied your sentence by a quick slap on the butt.

[roronoagem]

ace holding two fingers up and using the flames to lit your room when you’re scared of a thunderstorm and can’t sleep, he tells you stories about his past & his adventures while letting you rest against his warm body.

[sanjisprincesswifey]

chocolates ⋆ portgas d ace x reader

summary: the fire fist surprises you in the kitchen

♡: valentine's ace content. female reader. 1,300+ words. sfw content.

ace squishes your cheeks between the warm palms of his hands, pecking your lips every time he does so.

your giggles do not subside no matter how long he does this, but it’s really one of the reasons why he’s doing it in the first place.

after freshly confessing your feelings for the other only a few hours ago, ace couldn’t keep his hands off of you. he didn’t want to keep his hands off you.

“if i would’ve known how soft your lips were, i would’ve told you how i felt sooner,” he purrs, removing one hand from your face to run it through your hair.

“it wasn’t i was being so obvious about how i felt either,” you sarcastically tease, leaning up to kiss him again. he hums in agreement, his fingers delicately tracing your jawline.

“yeah, but i’m an idiot,” he jokes, mostly just wishing to make you giggle even more. “the only thing i regret is not being able to ask you to be my girlfriend. i had a whole plan and everything,” he whines.

your giggles subside almost immediately as his words pique your interest, attempting to pull from his unrelenting grip. “you had a plan?”

ace confidentially nods, “i actually bought ingredients for it already, it was in motion already baby.”

“well now you have to tell me,” you poorly persuade.

when you pout your lip and stare up at him with those puppy dog eyes, ace finds it difficult to deny your request. he sits up against the headboard, bringing you with him when he can’t say no to you.

“alright, alright. i can’t say no to my pretty girl.” ace slots a finger underneath your chin and rubs your bottom lip with his thumb. “i was planning to make your favorite chocolate for you, with thatch’s help, of course.”

your heart swoons at the idea, your gaze softening when his big, beautiful brown eyes lock with yours. “how did you even remember that? i think i’ve mentioned it maybe once?”

“well i knew you were going to be my girlfriend so i can to remember that,” he shrugs, placing a sweet kiss to your forehead. “i still want to make them for you, maybe you could show me how?”

for a moment you contemplate an intrusive thought before devilishly smiling at him. “right now?” you ask, smiling like a child in a candy store.

ace glances to the clock on the wall and to the window noticing the moonlight pouring into the room. “it’s past midnight,” he states.

“and?”

he doesn’t know why he asked, it’s not like that’s ever stopped either of you from wreaking havoc across the ship any other day.

ace thinks for a minute, opening your shared bedroom door the tiniest bit while peaking around at the other doors in the hallway. the surrounding rooms were quiet and, from what he could observe, dark assuming that everyone had already fallen asleep.

“everyone’s asleep,” you whisper, your warm breath tickling his skin. he jumps, having not expected to have been there, before mimicking your wicked smirk from earlier.

after doing your best to tiptoe to the galley, which was a difficult task considering ace’s heavy foot, both of you are in the kitchen pulling pots and pans out of drawers and ripping open bags of ingredients ace couldn’t even pronounce.

“i’m sure there’s something in one of these books,” you murmur, shuffling through the neat and pristine pages of a dessert cookbook you found.

“what’s so hard? it’s just chocolate. cocoa powder, flour, eggs, blah, blah, blah. i don’t need a cookbook babe,” ace pompously states, snatching the book from your hands and tossing it onto the counter.

gathering some random ingredients, bowls, and a couple of kitchen utensils, ace splays the contents out while wrapping an apron around his waist as if he had done this a million times.

you cross your arms over your chest, “yeah and that’s how you get salmonella poisoning, dummy.”

his brows knit together. “salmonella? i’m not using fish, it’s just chocolate,” he chuckles, shaking his head.

you stare at the back of his head until he notices you haven’t said anything else. “what?”

biting your bottom lip, you shake your head, “oh, nothing.”

what a simple man.

“so what am i going to do?” you cheerfully ask, hoping your aid will save you both the trip to the infirmary.

ace shakes his head again, “babe, this was supposed to be my gift to you. now just sit your pretty booty down and let me get to work.” the confidence in his tone is almost humorous as you begin to fear for the worst, watching him pour random contents into one large bowl.

you stare between the absurd amounts of ingredients knowing that thatch wouldn’t be too happy in the morning, and your boyfriend who, despite the cocky attitude, was quite charming when he was cooking.

“didn’t take you for much of a baker,” you chuckle. “it’s cute on you.”

ace’s smirk is accompanied by a blush that flushes his cheeks as he flexes his muscles ever so slightly. “you aren’t gonna have to lift a finger when you’re with me, babe. i know a special recipe just for you.” he winks before grabbing a whisk and viscerally mixing the contents of the bowl. 

as expected, spills of both liquid and powder contents splatter across every surface of the kitchen. you wish you could’ve been surprised, but it’s ace, so you really weren’t. not so carefully, he removes the hot pan from the oven; you swear if he weren’t made of fire he would’ve given himself third-degree burns by now.

the heavenly scent of chocolate invades the entire room, not an inch untouched by the delectable aroma as ace plops a piece of chocolate in his mouth with a smile.

you didn’t know what you were expecting, but the face of pure delight wasn’t it. ace nods his head, doing his best to swallow before handing you a piece on a napkin.

“babe, you have to try it, they’re so good.” he moans, taking another and then another piece in his mouth.

after waiting for your piece to cool, you take a small, refined bite of the snack inspecting the inside ever so slightly.

hmm…creamy…soft, but not too soft…you could pick up hints of raspberry…with a slightly bitter aftertaste. oh my god, was it actually good?

“oh my god ace, this is—”

“what the hell is going on here?”

both of you freeze when a booming voice screams from the doorway. like deer caught in the headlights, both you and ace slowly turn around to see a rather angry thatch who is eyeing the mess on top of the counters.

“before you say anything, you have got to try this,” you offer, rushing him over a piece of this chocolate as a peace offering.

“tsk, knew you’d corrupt her, ace,” thatch murmurs, inspecting the piece just as you had moments prior. his eyes squint as he tosses the whole piece in his mouth, chewing it ever so slowly while glancing between you and ace.

once he swallows, a look of shock washes over him. “wow dude, didn’t think you’d nail my recipe after one try, but this is pretty good. i’m not even that mad,” he kudos ace.

you freeze, realizing what thatch had said, “wait, your recipe?”

thatch nods his head, already reaching over to eat the remaining pieces of chocolate.

“thatch’s recipe?” you quiz, pointing your finger in ace’s face.

he flashes you a cheeky smile, realizing the lie he got himself caught in, “in my defense, i didn’t think he was gonna show up.”

all you can do is laugh, leaning into his chest as his arm wraps around your waist. his lips rest gently on your forehead ever so slightly, pressing a kiss to the area while handing you another piece.

“since ace is in trouble, does that mean he’ll clean up my kitchen?” thatch asks, holding a broom out for either of you to take.

after a shared glance, ace groans snatching the broom from thatch’s hand.

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[sabokunsmalia]

『 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐠𝐚𝐬 𝐝. 𝐚𝐜𝐞 | 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 』

𝐎𝐎𝟏. the moment before kissing them, hand placement at face (smut, mdni!) 𝟎𝟎𝟐. the little things they would do for you (multi-char ; fluffy fluff)

[nifaswriting]

Love with Ace is . . .

Loyal

Once he's in love, Ace is not interested in being with anyone else but you, and he makes sure you know it. "You're the only one for me", is what he tells you with the most genuine expression when he senses that you're having slight doubts or self-esteem. He thinks that if there is someone on this sea who has to be with him forever, it's you. He's dedicated to you and your happiness.

Ace is always so clingy it's not even believable. Boy won't stop following around, he wants to go where you're going, he wants to be by your side all the time, holding your hand, simply because he loves being with you. He's like a little puppy, he's adorable and very lovable.

Warm

Who would have thought ? Ace is so warm, both in personality and physically speaking. He's a sunshine, smiling widely when you greet him in the morning, his face lighting up as soon as he lays his deep dark eyes on you. Even as his s/o, you find him so endearing and friendly, he's your lover and your best friend at the same time, the most welcoming, kind and funny person you know. Treat him well, though, because he doubts himself a lot and need reassurance to stay that sweet boy you know. He's not perfect, but he tries, alright ?

Obviously, Ace's body is very warm due to his devil fruit powers. It makes every little moment with him so cozy, like when you two are cuddling in bed in the middle of the cold winter or when you're feeling a little down and he holds you, his body temperature filling you with a comforting feeling of safety and warmth. However, beware during hot summers because his clingy butt will make you sweat your brain out.

Passionate

Fire, passion, you see where I'm coming from, right ? Ace is a very passionate person, especially when it comes to things, or in your case, people he likes. He doesn't do things halfway. You need something very specific from a very specific place ? He'll fetch it for you no matter what. You're craving this or that sort of food ? He'll beg Thatch to cook you what you want, even putting himself in debt of washing the dishes forever just for you. Anything you want, you'll have it.

This also works for all the sweet and loving gestures he has for you. He holds you tight every time you hug or cuddle, he kisses you deeply even when you're just trying to get a quick peck from him, he cradles your face all over, admiring your beauty for hours when he gets the chance. Sweet boy has so much love to share, please accept it all and you'll make him the happiest man ever.

[portgasdbru]

whitebeard pirates groupchat

wb pirates (ace, izo, marco, thatch) x reader; ace x reader

cw: funny/crack, drug mention, a little bit suggestive

[my-love-is-sunlight]

A world we are both in

Portgas D. Ace x fem!reader

Warnings: none this is honestly so self indulgent, pure fluff with fem reader

Word count: 1.6k

Summary: A heartfelt conversation with Ace in a open field

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The sun kissed you gently, you soaked in its warm rays and internally thanked the breeze that danced with the trees for helping you feel fresh and secure. The almost musical waves of the ocean could be heard at the distance like a so familiar melody, you opened your arms and took in a big breath. This were your only moments of true real happiness, where nothing in the world could bother you, or so you thought.

“What’s with your face?” a shadow hovered over you which made you groan, slowly opening your eyes you were graced with the view of your commander and dear friend Ace, you scoffed before rolling around to land on your belly in the grass and hid your face in your own arms “What’s with yours? Oh right! That’s just how your face is” you answered him playfully before closing your eyes and sighing loudly so maybe your friend would take a hint that you wished to go back to your peaceful activities with silence.

Ace’s gaze lingered, watching you as he wondered what troubled your mind. This past few weeks you had been behaving quite out of your character, you were quieter and wishing to be alone way more than usual.

One of the main reasons you and Ace had become inseparable was because you would always be there for him, you would joke along in his silly games or you’ll be there to listen to whatever troubled him. And when he didn’t wanted to talk and just seek companionship, you’ll talk about your past or silly hobbies you had seemed to be enjoying at the moment, spark conversations about anything and everything and Ace’s favorite one was when you would allow yourself to be vulnerable and pull down the strong walls you had build around yourself, and pulling down his at the same time.

Upon first meeting you he realized you were strong and independent which obviously he found absolutely attractive and you were gorgeous too, he thought he was seeing an angel on the Moby Dick’s deck when you first arrived. Then as he would spend more time around you and actually getting to know your character, he saw you were also soft, creative, caring, romantic, funny and extremely kind. But sometimes you seemed to fail to see that for yourself.

He carefully sat down beside you to not stir you out of your peacefulness “So are you gonna tell me what’s wrong or should I tickle you till’ you tell me?” another loud sigh was heard as you rolled over again to look up at his black eyes, there was worry camouflage by a teasing grin, he wanted you to talk to him without scaring you away like a bird outside a window.

“Have you ever loved, Ace?” Oh so you were the one asking questions now? The commander was taken aback by the question and almost embarrassed, he really thought about what words was he gonna allow spill out of his mouth, something he rarely did “Yes, I love my brothers and my friends and my crew” he was met with a giggle that softened him after he had stiffened at your blunt question, he smiled to himself at the sound of your laugh, something he always seemed to seek “I mean yeah of course but like… romantically” both of your eyes drifted from him and stared at the sky as you felt the warm settle in your cheeks and ears.

A comforting silence accompanied by the loud wind and waves of the ocean fell upon the two of you, Ace’s heartbeat quickening could be heard if you really focused your senses. Where were you going with this? “I- uhm…” Ace was choking on his own words “What does this have anything to do with my question that I asked first, sweetheart?” The pet name made your stomach stir with wild butterflies and your eyes quickly shifted to the fire fist who had a grin planted on his stupid face, he knew you too well.

Truth was what was bothering you was him. Portgas D. Ace was a man beloved by almost everyone that met him, he was charming, playful, energetic, confident, extremely handsome and a man with strong ideals so of course you had taken a like to him when you first met. You still remember how he eagerly introduced himself to you, taking his hat off and doing a stupid reverence which immediately made you laugh and roll your eyes. He was endearing but as you would spend more of your days and nights around the commander, that simple ‘liking’ and ‘endearment’ had turned into something more, something that you could not hide.

Awake at night in haunted you, the idea that you loved that reckless pirate and how he would probably never reciprocate, you weren’t the type Ace would fall head over heels for, you were introverted by nature, artistic at heart, strong minded and always seemed to be enjoying yourself more around your hobbies and mundane activities rather than drinking in loud bars which was a place he would frequent. Ace was so wild, feared and always the life of the party while you were overlooked and quiet.

Nevertheless, you remained a little hopeful as he started to slowly show a different side of him. He wasn’t confident all the time, self hatred blinded him and resented the world you both had been born in, it had failed him. Ace shared a piece of his soul with you that no one outside his closed doors ever knew, and you kept it safe.

“Sometimes I feel like I am not capable of love” you made a stop to try and find the correct words “In the sense that I feel no one is ever gonna be capable of loving me, like really love me… which is funny because I am someone that loves love, and loves a lot. I love nature, I love art I love the people around me, I love life”

The fire fist clung at every word and read onto every letter that you had just spoken. Ace always felt like an outsider, miss placed in a world that hated him for something he was not at fault; but with you, it was like two puzzle pieces that fit in perfectly, while he loathed his life, you loved it, celebrated it, embraced it and brightened it. You complemented each other perfectly

Ace was pulled out of his daze as you got up the grass stretching and clearing your throat, his eyes never leaving you “But I am just rambling and being ridiculous aren’t I?” a nervous giggle escaped your lips as you took in the beautiful view of the field one last time

“Well, we should probably get going, freckles” you offered him a hand to get up which he took without hesitation, but didn’t move. A mischievous smile decorated his features before in a swift move he pulled of your hand with enough force to tackle you on top of him, then rolled over caging you beneath him “Yeah you sound ridiculous” he whispered on top of your face, both of your eyes aligned his exploring yours eagerly before turning to your lips, you wiggled beneath him trying to escape as nervousness took over your body, face bright red. Using both your hands in his chest you tried pushing him out but he didn’t even flinch, only his hat falling beside you “Ace stop! I told you what you wanted! Don’t start” your eyes now frantically tried to escape his “Sounds ridiculous…” One of his hands traveled to your jaw to keep you in place and to make you look at him again “because a world where you’re not loved, is one I don’t exist”

Time slowed down, your mind only able to pick up the gentle breeze that lulled both of your bodies and your heart that threatened to jump out of your ribcage. Your breaths mixed together, hands still on Aces chest and eyes glistening, the sun in the sky being the only witness of this moment. Your mouth opened but words failed to come out, Aces hand let go from your jaw to remove hairs from your face, his gaze soft and sweet “Ace…” before you, his name always seemed to ring in his ears like an awful sound, but now the way you called him was like a spell, the most wonderful symphony he had ever heard. Both of your hands grabbed his face before slowly kissing his lips, shyly but full of love and intention. At the action Ace lost control and let his whole weight crash only deepening the kiss, you could feel the smile forming on his lips before attacking yours, he had been waiting a long time to feel them, to love you out loud.

Both your lips separated as you gasped for air and in between giggles you said “Took you long enough, thought I was gonna have to show up with a guitar outside your door” Ace scoffed playfully before hugging you and rolling around the field, both of you laughing as you went down. You landed on top of him, admiring his beautiful face painted with freckles and a happy smile “I would have loved that actually” you rolled your eyes “I love you but I rather not be the laughing stock of the whole crew thank you very much” he dramatically gasped “Oh so you do love me, awww”

You tried to get up and leave but he held your waist tight, afraid you’ll fly away and leave him behind. Ace laughed at loud at your slightly embarrassed expression before sitting up, facing you then gently pressing his forehead in yours “You do right?” He whispered ever so softly, both teasing and a little insecure still not believing he deserved unconditional love, specially from someone like you “I am yours” you answered without missing a beat taking both his hands in yours “Would you be mine?”

Yes, in this and every world

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Yea yea I love him ok? Give me a break. This was written with my singer!reader in mind of the first ever Drabble I posted here so do whatever you want with that. As always feel free to request and correct me, English is not my first language

[sashi-ya]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 17: SOMNO Portgas D. Ace 𝘹 F! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Requested by: anon ➡ Hi! How have you been? I would like to ask for a day in the kinktober event 💞 Day 17 with Ace from One piece with a fem!reader, please 🙏🏻  Have a great day! And take small breaks, I know these events are tiring but I hope you have fun! 💞 tw: mdni. SOMNOPHILIA. very triggering to some, please stay away if is not ok with you. it is, however, CONSENTED and ASKED by reader. Though, I know is a very sensitive topic so please proceed with caution, it is written so that reader gets "surprised" by Ace after having a talk about her having such fantasy. thigh fucking. vag sex. wc: 1k masterlist

“Is there anything you like… you know… during sex that you haven’t told me yet?” Ace asked, during breakfast. You choke with a donut and then looked at him. You weren’t surprised nor scandalized, but it was weird to listen to your boyfriend ask such question at seven in the morning.

“Why you ask?” you inquire him, after taking a sip of your coffee.

“Because I am your boyfriend and… because you forgot to clean your browsing history of my laptop…” he scoffs, remembering you that he lend you his laptop because yours died a few days ago.

Your eyes widen… “What did you see?” you ask, flustered. How could you forget?

“Well… if it was normal that you want your boyfriend to fuck you while asleep…”

“Oh Jesus, Ace… I... ”

That day passed quickly enough for you to wish it didn’t. Work was over, and while you drove home, you definitely tried to convince yourself that Ace had forgotten. “I just pray he is just like his brother Sabo and indulge in that sweet amnesia of his”

But Ace could forget to clean the dishes, to buy toilet paper or even his own head if it was detachable… yet, never, ever the things that have to do with your pleasure.

He didn’t say much during dinner. It was like a normal night, and no “somnophilia” matters were mentioned. So, you breathed alleviated.

“Babe I am going to bed before you. I am tired…” you murmured, kissing his head while he played LoL with Luffy and Sabo

“Sure love, sleep well… I’ll be there after I beat their asses a couple of times”  he laughed, and while you walked away you could hear the insults of his brothers on his headphones.

Soon, and after your head hit the pillow, your eyes closed. The world of dreams engulfed in their magical arms and drifted away through its lands.

And then, something warm felt in between your thighs…

Ace slipped in bed; your ass looked way more interesting that it always did to him. Your body half covered by the sheets that promised to be tangled yet another night.

He came closer to you, grazing your buttocks with his crotch and nuzzling on your nape with total delicacy. His hand slid from your waist to your lower belly, enjoying the rhythm of your breathing cycles.

He usually wakes you up when he is hard, but tonight he wished to indulge in your dreams… your hotter and wetter dreams.

The idea of fucking you without permission floated around Ace’s mind before too. He didn’t want to keep thinking about it, he felt it by far illegal and gross… but still, his instincts, the precum sprouting from his tip and dampening his boxers, the way his hips moved on their own were screaming loudly “fuck her while asleep… use her body until you are satisfied… she wants it”

Ace’s lips reached for the crook of your neck, placing the softest peck on your skin. Perhaps his intention was to wake you up, but not really… after all, he knew that would happen sooner or later, as he lowered his sport shorts down and let his sex free.

When his tip grazed the back part of your thighs, he squirmed. Your skin felt warm enough, like fire engulfing his sex and then all of his body. His freckled cheeks become red, and his teeth began to chatter… should he touch you? Or should he slide his dick in between your thighs?

He did then, both. Slowly, softly, measuring everything with your asleep sighs… Ace needed to play it safe, for you to feel pleasure but not enough to wake up.

His fingers trespassed the boundaries of your shorts and then your panties, encountering in between your slit a sticky mess. You were clearly turned on, thinking that maybe such lewd actions were taking place only in your dreams.

Ace growled loudly when his hand came out completely dampened, and he enjoyed the way invisible strings formed in between his fingers. So much he liked it, he took it to his lips and swallowed the salty delight your core produced for him.

Soon, he realized his dick was forcefully slipping in between your thighs and simply let it happen. It was more than warm now; it was also tight as you moved and squeezed his hardness with your legs.

By now, you were sure -even if still asleep- that the dream you were having was more than just a dream… it was him, only him… the man you chose to spend your life with who had succumbed to your inert body and your “twisted” fantasies.

And just like Ace let it happen, you did too… perhaps moving your ass up with such delicacy he didn’t notice, but still provided a better access for when he got tired of your thighs and wanted your pussy.

Ace, whose trembling limbs he needed to calm down, began moving slowly, fucking himself with your thighs, coating your skin and shorts with the product of his horniness.

And by the time he couldn’t stop himself your senses came back… and still, you kept your eyes closed… and right there you understand the bases of how attractive this kink seemed to you; Ace praised your body even while asleep, he wanted you the whole time, asleep or not. Ace needed you, Ace’s body was obsessed by the touch of your skin.

You mumbled sounds, not even words. You wanted to keep him going, you wanted Ace to keep indulging in the lowest and most impure instincts… instincts that led him to unstoppably move your panties to the side to penetrate you deeply and hard.

You couldn’t help it but moan, louder. Ace didn’t stopped, he simply lifted your leg up to come even closer to your sex. His lips grazed your neck and then your mandible line, and whispering he moaned “shh babe, keep dreaming. I just want to use that sweet hole of yours … it’s ok… good night ~ ”

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[mimi-ya]

covert identity part IV

9,100 words | she/her reader

summary: who knew surviving the battle would be the hard part?

masterlist | covert identity chapter list

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Certain moments replay in a person’s mind when faced with death.

They’re not necessarily the most important, they’re definitely not always the happiest, they’re just what the brain picks out.

Portgas D. Ace’s go a little like this.

It starts with Gray Terminal, seeing the dump that for the first time in the young boy’s life he thought he found something that reflected his own worth.

Then it’s him and Sabo, cackling as they dump buckets of seawater on Luffy for eating the rest of the crocodile meat who’s collapsed with whines for his brothers to stop teasing him.

He remembers the taste of the Mera Mera no Mei and how it burned going down, the worst thing he ever ate. But he couldn’t lie and say it didn’t remind him of the rush of freedom he felt when leaving Dawn Island for the first time.

Then it’s you. Laying crumpled in that alleyway before he abandoned you and had to pretend like your desperate sobs meant nothing.

His life was a constant cycle of betrayal and reminders of the evilness in his blood. That is until Pops offered him something he had for so long pretended he didn’t need.

It wasn’t the best life, not by a long shot.

But if dying here means he could give Luffy a little more time on this shitty earth, then it’s a no brainer.

The last thing that crosses his brain is the day you and he were on that island looking for maps of Shikoku. You seemed so happy in that little boutique, letting him put hat after hat on your head and indulging in his childness.

Ace hopes you’ll be able to smile like that again.

He feels his stomach drop and the earth give away. This is it, he thinks, this is death.

It’s definitely not what he pictured.

“What the fuck, Trafalgar?”

“Captain!”

“Fucking do something!”

“He’s overexerted himself!”

Ace watches from his hands and knees as the blonde man swears before looking down at him.

The dizziness in his head is overwhelming, but there’s something in his bones telling him he should know who this man is.

“Hold on to this.” A hat is tossed on the ground before the man dives into the water.

Ace can see the fight is still raging on, but from a new angle. Is this where the dead goes? They watch the living from the outside looking in?

“Captain! Wake up!”

Ace glances back at those on the ship with him. There’s a heavily tatted man collapsed with several in matching suits fawning over him, and a polar bear?

He’s never been more confused in his entire life.

.

Sabo, on the other hand, has never been more furious in his entire life.

The plan was straightforward. A simple switch and run. But of course, the pirate couldn’t pull it off. Sabo wishes he had planned for that instead of wasting the crucial moments waiting dumbly to be transported.

Because by the time Sabo realized he was still standing atop the submarine he could see in the distance you had already taken quite the blow.

But luck is on his side because it seems you switching places with Ace has sent everyone into a tailspin.

“Where is he?!” A ferocious voice roars, and blistering heat blows over the battlefield with Akainu’s rage.

It almost sends Sabo back into the water, but he grits his teeth and pulls himself up onto the ice.

The chaos of Ace’s disappearance has taken the attention from you and Luffy as eyes roam the battlefield for the missing pirate.

Sabo sprints as fast as he can, trying his best to keep his anger under control as he sees more details of your condition.

Wavering on your knees with a back lit aflame and blood pouring from your wound.

There’s nothing Sabo wants more than to take on the person who did this to you, but he knows this isn’t the time or place.

“(Y/N)!” Luffy’s wobbly and shocked voice carries to Sabo, “Is it really you?”

With Luffy overwhelmed by your sudden appearance, he doesn’t see the Admiral rearing his fist back for a second blow.

“Luffy!” Sabo screams, ducking down just in time to swoop you and Luffy into his arms when a blazing fist slams into the ground.

“(Y/N)!” Luffy screams trying to reach around Sabo for your limp body.

“Knock it off!” Sabo scolds, fighting to keep his grip on his squirming brother while he struggles to drag you along. It doesn’t help that the magma coating your skin is burning into Sabo’s side. His teeth dig into his lips as heated pain laces up his side.

“I will end these devil bloodlines!” Akainu rages in pursuit of the escaping trio.

The looming threat sends a signal through Sabo’s bones and he instinctively dives to the right, barely dodging a fired fist. The dive turns into a tumble, and he collapses on top of you. Sabo would feel horrible for roughing you up in your already devastated state but he’s more concerned when you don’t react at all. Face devoid of any of your usual color and movement.

“(Y/N)!” Luffy’s manages to scramble to you, voice filled with tremors, “C’mon (Y/N)! Wake up!”

“Luffy!” Sabo snaps, pulling his brother back by the shirt to look him in the eye. Being so close to Luffy after so long is a mix of emotions for Sabo. He wants to cry and scream and pull him so close that he can never let him go again.

But what Sabo really wants is for Luffy to shut the fuck up.

“Listen to me!” Sabo shakes Luffy, hand curled into his shirt, “We need to get out of here! We need to get to Ace!”

As if just remembering his brother Luffy quickly looks around, “Where- where is he?!”

Something sets off Sabo’s instincts before he can answer and he looks back to see Akainu coming towards them.

“I won’t let you get away!” He screams and Sabo quickly raises a haki covered fist, prepared to give it his all to protect you and Luffy. But before he even gets the chance his world is erupted in blue flames.

“You won’t kill him!” The man with flamed wings seethes, pushing back against Akainu fist.

Sabo isn’t one to let an opportunity like this slip by, so he quickly pulls your limp body into his arms and gets to his feet, “C’mon Luffy!”

The water is just in the distance, and if they can get there Trafalgar might be able to bring them back to the ship. Worst case scenario Sabo will swim the two of you over if he has to.

That is, if he has both of you.

Noticing only the sound of his footsteps are reaching his ears, Sabo throws a glance over his shoulder to see Luffy hasn’t moved from his spot, stumbling on his feet as his eyes begin to droop.

“Fuck!” Sabo curses, darting back to his brother just in time to catch him before he collapses on the ground from exhaustion.

“What are you waiting for!” The man holding back Akainu shouts, “Get out of here!”

Sabo growls to himself, shifting you onto one arm the pain from the burns making it harder to hold you. But he’ll do what he must to save you and Luffy.

“Allow me to help!” A voice rings through the commotion and Sabo looks up to see a familiar and imposing fishman standing over him, “I will protect Luffy with my life!”

There’s nothing more Sabo wants than to tell him to go to hell, that he can protect his cry baby brother on his own but then he feels the earth shake.

Past the fishman he can see Whitebeard has rejoined the fight and is practically splitting the earth in half and it’s no time for pride to get in the way of survival.

“Get him to the submarine!” Sabo directs, passing off his brother’s form to the fishman who runs off the moment he has Luffy in his hold.

With another jolt of the ground Sabo tries his best to follow but loses sight of the two in all the commotion, more chaos is erupting at every turn.

“It’s Teach!” The voices among him cry, their voices laced with pain and anger.

The name echoes in Sabo’s memory, thinking back to the desperate claims of innocence you had made for Ace when he unknowingly blamed his brother for the destruction of Barno Island.

But petty pirate squabbles are the least of his concerns when the yellow submarine is so close in the distance.

“Just a bit further, (Y/N).” Sabo whispers, trying his hardest not to think about the labored breaths barely leaving your lips, “Just a bit further.”

.

“Get off me!” Ace roars, trying to fight off the strange pirates, but in his weakened state they bear to be too much.

After regaining his senses Ace had come to the conclusion that he hadn’t actually died but was instead transported across the battlefield.

Not that he actually gave a shit about that when Luffy was still out there.

“Quiet.” The man at the front of the ship calls tiredly over his shoulder, “Went to all this trouble to save you, won’t have you drowning overboard.”

“My brother’s out there!” Ace finally kicks off the pirate on his left and easily overpowers the one on his right. He runs to the edge of the ship, ready to blaze his way back onto the battlefield until a name catches his attention.

“(Y/N)-ya is on it.”

Ace feels his blood run cold, head swiveling towards the man. Did he? He couldn’t have. Because there’s no way you could be here.

“There she is now.” The man nods, “And Sabo-ya too. Great.” He scoffs with a roll of his eyes, “Prepare the operating room!” He directs the pirates still standing in the back.

Ace turns back towards the battlefield, seeing that man in the distance. He’s sprinting towards the sea, an unmoving body in his arms. The world suddenly tints blue and then the two disappear.

“Where did they go!” Ace shouts, sprinting to the edge of the ship now that those holding him back have disappeared inside. Just as the words leave his lips, the sound of two bodies slamming onto the ship come from behind. Ace twist to see the blonde man falling to his knees, depositing someone onto the deck.

And in that moment Ace wishes he had died. Because it is you. Unconscious with a gaping wound through your chest as blood pours from your mouth.

This is worse than death.

“(Y/N).” The blonde man pleads, tapping your face, “C’mon!” His voice chokes, “Do that thing!  With your devil fruit!”

“She needs surgery, captain!” A voice calls, bodies moving around him in a flurry.

“Looks like we’ll have a full room.” The apparent captain mutters, “Bring Mugiwara-ya here!”

Ace feels his heart leap into his throat and only tears his gaze from you at the mention of his brother. He looks up to see a clown floating in the air, holding onto two forms.

“Who the hell are you!” The clown shouts from above.

But the squabbling is lost on Ace when his eyes zero in on Luffy. He’s completely knocked out, eyes wide and unseeing with a wound to match yours.

It’s all too much.

The battle. You. Luffy. Everyone around him dying. And for what?

For him?

“Fuck!” Ace presses digs his palms into his eyes, “Fuck!”

“Let’s go Fire Fist!” The deck has been cleared, “Unless you want to drown, get in this submarine!”

Ace looks back at the battlefield. He can see others are escaping, chaos as the world is turning upside down.

It’s one of the hardest thing he’s ever had to do, but he follows inside.

.

Sabo hurries inside with you in his arms, following through the twists and turns of the submarine as he’s lead to the operating room.

The commotion only picks up when he deposits you into one of the beds. He wants to help. Wants to wipe the blood from your chin, brush the sweat out of your brow. But he can’t move. Can’t do anything with these trembling hands.

What’s gotten into him?

“You know how to suture a wound?” A voice pulls him out of his thoughts.

Sabo cocks his head, dumbly staring at the one he thinks goes by Penguin, “Uhh, no?”

“Then get the fuck out.”

And is promptly shoved out of the room.

Sabo barely has a moment to stare at the door slammed in his face before more footsteps come thundering down the hallway. Jumpsuit clad pirates passing by so quickly that had it been anyone else they wouldn’t have caught sight of Luffy.

But Sabo isn’t anyone else and the scene makes him want to vomit.

How did everything go to shit so quickly? Both you and Luffy on the brink of death, even the fishman Sabo had entrusted his brother to.

And how many more above? Did the government not care about the senseless blood they had on their hands?

“Fuck.” Sabo clenches his hands, leather stretching over his knuckles, “Fuck!” He shouts, turning to slam his hand against the metal wall.

In his twist he catches a figure at the end of the hall.

His heart leaps into his throat and it feels a lot like when he was standing with you outside Luffy’s ship back on Sabaody.

“Ace.” Voice barely above a whisper as his once forgotten brother stalks toward him.

Closer and he can see the freckles Luffy and him would tease Ace about. Closer and he can see the scowl twisted on Ace’s face. Closer and he see the erratic movement of his chest with heavy breaths. Closer-

And the last thing Sabo sees is a fist coming straight for his face.

.

Ace shakes out his hand, knuckles smarting while he huffs in- in exhaustion? anger? everything wrapped up at once?

This morning he was prepared to die. He had accepted that best he could. Would have died happily if it meant he was the only one.

But then his crew showed up. Pops. Luffy. And you for some damn reason.

He wanted nothing more for them to leave, to turn away as he got his head cut off like his forsaken father. But they were as stubborn as he is, and a glimmer of selfish hope bubbled in his stomach.

And here he is.

“Quite the brotherly reunion.” The pirate from earlier snaps his fingers, a roll of bandages appearing in his hands, “Handle his burns, Fire Fist-ya” He instructs, pushing the gauze into his hands with a little more force than necessary.

“Oof!” Ace looks into his hands, “Hey! What’s this-” But before he can get his question out the pirate is already gone.

In Ace’s hands are the bandages, but also the hat the man who lays on the ground had tossed to him earlier.

It looks so familiar that it makes his stomach turn. And what did that pirate just say?

The bandages and hat make a soft thud when they hit the ground, Ace’s arms hanging limping at his sides.

.

“Ace!” The voice whines in the off distance, “Sabo!”

“Why are we doing this again?” Sabo whispers to his brother. Well, the one sitting beside him, his other brother is wandering aimlessly in the forest below.

Ace crosses his arms, a frown etched on his face, “Because he’s too stupid to find his way back home without us.”

“Aww!” Sabo croons, poking a finger into Ace’s arm, “Do you care about Luffy?”

“Shut up!” Ace snarls, shoving Sabo hard enough that the boy has to grip onto the bark to stop himself from falling out the tree, “You and I weren’t as dumb as Luffy when we were his age! He needs to grow up!”

Sabo scoffs, and grumbles to himself, “Sounds a lot like caring to me.”

“C’mon guys! I wanna go home!” Luffy cries, closer than before.

“Then go home already!” Ace screams.

“Ace!?” Luffy’s voice pops up with excitement, “Ace, where are you!”

“Nice going idiot!” Sabo shoves Ace, “You gave us away!”

“Whatever!” Ace protests, “He wasn’t gonna find us and I’m gettin’ hungry.”

Bushes rustle below, Luffy popping out, “Guys! Look!” He proudly holds up his hands to show a fish that could barely feed one of them, “I got dinner!”

“So stupid.” Ace grumbles, shaking his head.

Sabo chooses not to point out the small but pleased smile on his brother face.

.

A pained groan vibrates from Sabo’s chest as he presses a hand to the throbbing on his cheek, “Wha’ happened?” He slurs.

“’Bout time you woke up.” A voice to his right huffs.

And then something cold slaps him in the face, “Huh?” Sabo sputters, trying to knock off the object.

“It’ll help with the shiner.”

The person beside him is a little fuzzy as he blinks rapidly, trying to adjust to the fluorescent lights of the sub.

“And watch the burns!”

“Burns?” Sabo reaches for his face, not sure what could be wrong with his decade old injury when he spots the bandages sloppily wrapped around his arm, blood already pinking its way through.

Sabo grimaces, flexing his forearm, earning a dull throb. When did this-

He’s hit with a flash of recent memories. Dragging you and Luffy out of the fight. Magma burning into his flesh as your body tried its hardest to protect it. Luffy throwing a fit until he passed out. The three of you making it back to the sub just to be whisked away for surgery. And then…

And then Sabo saw him.

The gasp tears from his throat and he’s scrambling to his knees, “Ace!” He chokes, “You’re okay!” His voice his raw from emotion, like he might break into sobs at any moment.

But the only thing on Sabo’s mind is touching Ace. Feeling his skin to make sure this is actually happening. That all of these memories aren’t just dreams and his brother is real. His hand reaches for his brother’s arm.

Decorated with the letters just like you said. So this has to be real. Sabo remembers Ace and Ace never forgot him. If he could just touch it, he could be sure, he could know for certain.

“Just!” Ace snaps, his fingers digging into his arms, head still turned away, “don’t.” His voice comes out softer, “Just don’t.”

Sabo’s hand flops to into his lap, mouth dropping slightly. He reaches for the ice pack that’s melting on the floor, just to have something to fiddle with as leans back against the wall.

Not without continuously peeking over at Ace who’s trembling with some emotion.

It has to be anger, Sabo thinks. What else could it be?

Disgust and fury that his so-called sworn brother would just waltz back into his life like nothing happened.

“I always wished for this day, so much.” Ace says quietly, pulling Sabo from his self-depreciative thoughts, “That you would be here, and not dead under the sea.” His nails dig deeper, blood rising from the imprints, “And that’s what makes me feel like shit right now.” He spits, “Because even though so many good people got hurt, died, today. I’m so happy.”

“Ace-”

As soon as the word leaves Sabo’s mouth he’s ripped into a hug so fast it almost gives him whiplash. Fingers clawing into his back as he’s awkwardly crushed against Ace’s chest. The burns along his arm throbbing in protests and head ringing from the residual dizziness.

Sabo’s body finally catches up and he wraps his arms around Ace just as tight, burying his face into Ace’s shoulder with a broken gasp.

“I’m so sorry.” Sabo sobs, “I- I didn’t remember anything. I swear.” He shakes his head, “If I had- I woulda been here. I swear-”

“Quit your blubberin’.” Ace grunts, trying to mask the cracking in his voice, “I already have one crybaby brother, don’t need another.”

Sabo swallows, biting his lip hard enough to break the skin, “Yeah, we do.”

“Right.” Ace pulls back, looking straight into Sabo’s eye with a squeeze to the shoulder, “We do.”

.

Time stretches as Ace and Sabo sit side by side in silence.

They can hear the beeping of machines behind the door, shouting voices, and the clings of metal hitting trays.

Ace counts to three, flicks his fingers and then watches the sparks dissolve into his legs. Counts to three, flicks, dissolves.

Sabo is no better. Nail scratching at the bandages covering his arm until a tear forms and then he moves to a different spot. Scratch, tear, move.

Neither of them knows how many times they repeat their processes in silence. Just over and over until that door finally opens.

“They’re lucky.” Trafalgar steps out, wiping at his forehead, “Anyone else working on them and they’d be dead.” And it doesn’t sound like he’s saying it because he’s full of himself.

“So, they’re going to be okay?” Ace asks, his stomach in twists.

“I didn’t say that.”

Sabo is already on his feet, “Well can we go in?”

“Just don’t give them an infection.” Trafalgar says as answer, already walking down the hallway.

Sabo moves to the door as soon as Trafalgar is out of the way, but Ace-

Ace feels frozen to his spot. The image of what he expects on the other side too gruesome to handle.

“Hey.” Sabo’s paused at the entrance, door cracked just enough that Ace can see people are still inside, finishing up Trafalgar’s work, “You don’t have to-”

“Yes, I do.” Ace cuts him off harshly. Of course he does, because if he runs now, well. It’s not like he’ll ever forgive himself anyway.

Sabo nods and steps into the room. He holds the door for a moment, but as soon as his head turns, he disappears in a hurry.

Ace follows in and the first thing he notices is there’s three beds. Floored at the sight, because is that Jinbei? How the hell did he end up hurt too?

“Luf.” Sabo’s voice is wrecked as he’s leaning over his brother, hands unsure where to even touch if they should even touch.

A shudder rips down Ace’s spine. He’s never seen his brother look so small.

Luffy’s always been the runt of the three, always had the most bruises and cuts. But when he’s all hooked up with tubes and wires, patches covering his body, it’s a whole other level.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. It was never supposed to be like this.

Ace is the big brother. The oldest, even if it’s just by a few months.

But what a failure he’s been.

His one brother alive this entire time and he didn’t even bother looking. The other on the brink of death because he couldn’t take of himself.

What a joke, Ace thinks bitterly, having to look away from the scene of Sabo tenderly rubbing Luffy’s shoulder.

And it’s too late to correct his mistake, because then Ace’s eyes land on you.

You almost look like you could be asleep.

Almost.

 His feet take him to the edge of your bed. And maybe it’s some sick penance, but he can’t look away. Won’t look away. Because no matter how painful it is for Ace to stare at your broken and worn form, it’s nothing compared to the fist that burned through your back.

“Why are you here?” Ace whispers, “Why didn’t you just stay put?”

Silence is his only answer. Not that Ace even wants one, not like he’d believe what you’d have to say anyone.

“You know she couldn’t do that.” Sabo answers in lieu of you, “Nothing was going to stop her from getting here.” He meets his brother’s eyes, “To you.”

Ace lets Sabo’s words sink in, but only scoffs in return, “I should have died. I should have just died and none of this would have happened.”

“Don’t say that.” Sabo hisses through his teeth, hands gripping the rail beside Luffy’s bed.

“I should have.” Ace reaffirms, “So many people would still be here if it weren’t for me.”

“And what about us?” Sabo demands, “You think any of us would have been okay?”

“Luffy has you now, should’ve been you the whole time.” Ace’s eyes flick over, looking at his little brother with despair, “You woulda never let him end up like this.”

“And what about (Y/N)?”

Ace is quiet. He thinks of the moments the two of you have shared. Every treasured laugh, smile, and touch, “All I ever did was cause her trouble.”

“I didn’t think you could get any stupider.”

“At least I know stupider isn’t a word, idiot.” Ace deflects.

“She loves you. You know that, right?”

Ace doesn’t answer, just looks away and tries to beat down the stinging in his eyes.

“You probably don’t believe it, I don’t think you fully believed Luffy and I loved you, but we do. People care about you, Ace.”

“And look what that gotten ‘em.”

“Lie to me all you want, but you don’t lie to yourself.”

“Shut up.”

Sabo’s eyes narrow, “You think everyone fought for you, what? Out of obligation or something?”

“I said, shut up.” Ace clenches his hands.

“Like it was all fake, or something?” Sabo keeps pushing.

“And what would you know!” Ace shouts, “It’s not like you were even around!”

The moment the words leave his mouth, Ace wishes he could take them back. Ace hasn’t gotten the full story yet, but even those snippets from earlier were enough for Ace to know it wasn’t intentional.

Sabo’s expression hardens, “You’re right. I wasn’t there. But I am now, and I’m never going to let anything stop me from being here. Can you say the same?”

The words cut at Ace, reminding him of what a coward he’s actually been this whole time. Because running from something is easier than getting left behind.

Ace looks at you.

The sight is something he can barely handle but would give anything to have every day, even if it’s this horrid picture.

“I don’t want to lose her, Sabo.” Ace mutters, fingers digging into his hair and shakes his head, “I don’t want to lose either of them.”

“Ace.” Sabo offers, coming around your bed to stand beside his brother.

The movement causes Ace to snap his head up, feeling like his heart is going to beat right out of his chest. “I- I can’t.” Ace gasps, eyes darting around the room that’s suddenly gotten smaller, “I can’t!”

“Ace!” Sabo tries to grab for him, “Wait!”

But Ace has already booked it out of the room, the door slamming closed behind him.

He sprints down the hall, looking for something, anything that will stop the walls from closing in on him. But it’s no use, and the voices in his head just amplify.

Trash.

Worthless.

Devil’s blood.

“Stop!” Ace screams, tumbling to his knees, “Just stop.” He heaves, tears dripping onto his hands.

He’s no better than Rogers. Who did he think he could fool? Taking his mother’s name. Finding himself brothers. A new father’s symbol. None of it matters when there’s evil in your blood.

If he would have just died. No. If he just never would have existed, the world would have been a much better place.

But he’s here. And he must live with the consequences of his selfishness.

Ace slams a fist into the floor. Again, and again until he can feel his skin splitting and joints popping.

Each hit for someone he’s failed.

His mother.

Pops.

His crew.

His brothers.

You.

.

“Feel better?” Sabo voice carries from down the hall.

“No.” Ace throws his head back, clunking against the metal wall.

How long has he been sitting here? Long enough for his arms to have given out strength from his penance that all he could do was slump against the wall and wait for someone to find him.

“Trafalgar said we’re breaking the surface. If you need some fresh air.”

Ace doesn’t say anything but gets to his feet, following Sabo around the twists and turns of the sub he got himself lost in.

They round one last corner to see Trafalgar is blocking the entrance with a frown on his face. “We’ve got company.” He turns from the porthole, “You two stay here.” And is out the door with his sword slung over his shoulder.

“Shit.” Sabo hisses, catching sight as the door swings closed, “It’s the marines.”

Ace feels a heat flare in his veins, wordlessly approaching to the door.

“Wait!” Sabo reaches out to pin him against the wall, “We can’t risk a fight, not with everyone in their conditions.”

“Fuck that!” Ace snarls, the familiar and comforting feelings of anger rising in his chest. “If they’re looking for a fight then let’s give ‘em one!”

“We don’t know what they’re looking for!” Sabo snaps back.

“Where is he!”

Sabo’s eyes go wide, flipping around to face the door, “Oh no.”

“What?” Ace whispers, “You know those marines or somethin’?”

“Worse.” Sabo answers, leaning over to peek out the port hole. Rather than get a glance out onto the deck, he gets a smack of metal right to the face. “Shit!” He cries, falling backwards on his ass.

Ace immediately jumps onto alert as a precaution, igniting his fist. But he quickly extinguishes the flame when he recognizes this person who fell out of the sky with his brother.

“Sabo boy!”

“Ivankov.” Sabo mutters, rubbing at the welt forming on his forehead. His face seems to be quite the punching bag lately.

“When Straw Hat boy told me Dragon wasn’t Ace boy’s father, I assumed the Revolution wouldn’t be getting involved. But here you are!”

Ace’s head darts back and forth between the two, “Wait, you know each other?”

“Ahh!” Ivankov screams in delight, “Ace boy! I’m so glad you’re alive!” He pulls Ace into an unprompted hug, wailing against Ace’s cheek, “The pure desperation Straw Hat boy had for you! It was truly moving!”

“Uhh, yeah.” Ace grimaces, patting Ivankov on the shoulder.

“Ivankov is a member of the Revolution. And no, Dragon didn’t send me.” Ace picks up on the slight bitterness in his brother’s tone, “Luffy and Ace are my brothers.”

“Whaaat?!?” Ivankov practically tosses Ace to the floor, taking Sabo by the shoulders, “What is this mix of brothers! Who? How! My heart can’t take these dramatics!”

Ace grimaces but Sabo just smiles, “It’s kind of a long story.”

“Oh, so he can enter but I cannot? Do you know you who you’re talking to!” A haughty voice demands from outside the door.

“Neither of you should be in here!”

The door slams open again, and this time Ace has the unpleasant experience of being smacked in the face, “Watch it, lady!”

Sabo scoffs behind a hand, earning a glare from Ace.

“Excuse me? How dare you speak to- oh. It’s you.” Boa Hancock stares at Ace with unveiled disgust.

Ace gets to his feet, dusting off his knees, “Nice to see ya again.”

“Where is my Luffy?”

“Yours?” Sabo butts in, eyes wide.

Trafalgar storms into the crowded hallway, “I already told you, Hancock-ya!”

“That’s Empress to you!” She spins around, a finger pointed at Trafalgar, “You shall address me as such!”

“Tch.” Trafalgar spits with a glare, “Not while you’re on my ship.”

Hancock nearly laughs, “And you’re proud of that? This raft is nothing of importance! And it could never provide the tender care my dear Luffy will need to make a full recovery!”

Ace meets Sabo’s eye over the Empresses’ shoulder, “Tender?” He mouths with a funny look. Like this lady could ever be tender.

Luckily Sabo’s laugh is unheard as Trafalgar starts explaining the importance of his equipment and expertise to save Luffy’s life.

“Oh, come now sister!” Ivankov steps between the feud, “Straw Hat boy is in good hands! His brothers would never let anything come of him!”

“Brothers?” She turns, eyes zeroing in on Sabo when she catches the plural, “Luffy never mentioned anything of you.”

Sabo rubs his neck, “Yeah.”

Hancock asses the two with a tapping heel, “Fine. You may reprieve to Amazon Lily.” Hancock flicks her hair over her shoulder, “Luffy will need the finest treatment and I won’t let anything get in the way.”

“I already told you.” Trafalgar grits his teeth, “You don’t have the necessary equipment.”

The Snake Empress simply crosses her arms, “Then I suppose you will just have to come along as well. Luffy is my number one priority.” Without another word she exits the ship as quickly as she came.

All eyes slide over to Trafalgar who’s scowling at the exit. With curses under his breath, he turns and stomps down the hall.

“Well!” Ivankov claps, “You heard the Empress! I suppose I’ll see you two on Amazon Lily!” Blowing each of them a kiss before running after Hancock.

“Hey.” Sabo says, watching out the port window as Hancock leaps to the stolen Navy vessel, “You don’t think she…”

“Has the hots for Luffy?” Ace finishes, he scoffs with a smirk and shake of his head, “I’ve seen crazy shit on the Grand Line, but this…”

“Yeah.” Sabo smiles, meeting Ace’s gaze, “This takes the cake.”

And for the first time in a long time, the two brothers laugh.

.

“Captain! Captain!” The polar bear comes sprinting out of the ship with a wild look in his eyes, “He’s awake!”

Ace feels his stomach drop.

It was a day’s travel to reach Amazon Lily.

A day of no sleep for Ace as he sat between beds of unconscious patients.

Sabo flited in and out of the room, each time returning with something new for Ace. A plate of food. A blanket and pillow. Anything to stay busy.

Not that Ace needed any of it. Instead, he sat, the familiar orange hat in his hands he had found in the corner of the room. Although the scorch and blood marks were new additions.

He’d have to tease you for not taking better care of it.

If he got the chance that is.

“Bepo.” Trafalgar drops the ropes he was using to rig the Polar Tang, “What the status report?”

Bepo huffs loudly, bent over trying to catch his breath and Ace has never wanted to strangle a bear so much before this moment, “It’s- it’s- it’s the fishman!”

“Wait! Slow down!” Voices carry from inside the ship, “Please, come back here!”

Ace stares from his spot on the shore as Jinbei appears at the entrance of the submarine, “Leave me.” His deep voice leaves no room for argument.

Jinbei’s eyes scan his surroundings, briefly pausing when he meets Ace’s eyes but continuing until they land on Trafalgar’s.

“He doesn’t look good.” Sabo’s says besides Ace.

“No.” Ace agrees.

“You think- hey! Where you going!” Sabo calls as Ace determinedly moves towards the boat, propelling himself onto the deck.

His entrance has Trafalgar’s sliding uninterested eyes sliding over and then back to Jinbei, “Come in for an examine when you’re ready.”

And then it’s just Ace and Jinbei on the ship. Sure Sabo is still on the shore with a dozen Heart Pirate’s and women of Amazon Lily, but right now Ace is focused on he former Warlord he’s had such a tremulous past with.

“Never thought we’d meet again.” Ace says as a greeting.

“Nor did I. But I am glad to see you made it out of there.”

Ace deflates, thinking again of all of those who didn’t, “Yeah, right.”

Jinbei studies Ace, and Ace feels as though he’s being read like an open book.

“I must return to my rest.” Jinbei says as a farewell, turning back to the entrance.

“Jinbei.” Ace’s voice is strained, “Thank you, for looking out for my brother.”

Jinbei leans a hand against the door and looks back over his shoulder, “It was not because of your request I helped Luffy.”

“I didn’t think it was.”

.

“It’s so for me.” Sabo says smugly.

Ace turns away, “Shut up.”

“(Y/N) said everyone thinks you’re just stupid.”

“Shut up.” Ace snaps, a little louder this time.

“I bet the person that did it still tells stories about the idiot that wandered into their shop!”

“At least I have a tattoo!” Ace launches at his brother, “You used to cry when Luffy would pinch you! You wouldn’t last a minute!”

Sabo flushes, “That’s not true! I could last longer than you!”

“Say that to the one on my back! Took ‘em five hours!”

Sabo gulps, eyes widening at the thought of being pricked with a needle that long. But luckily he’s saved from having to come up with a defense.

“Ace?” A voice groans and both brothers swivel their heads.

“Luffy!” Ace almost sobs, knocking over his chair in the process of scrambling to his brother’s bedside, “I’m here, Luf. I’m right here.” He collapses to his knees, running a hand through his brothers thick hair.

“Ace.” Luffy smiles drowsily, “You’re okay.”

“Yeah.” Ace chokes out, “And you’re an idiot.”

Luffy lets out a pained whimper, turning his head towards the ceiling as he clenches his eyes.

Sabo, who’d been standing off to the side feeling like an intruder on such a personal moment finally pipes in, “I’ll go get Trafalgar, he probably-”

“No.” Ace snaps with a scowl, “Get over here.”

Sabo hesitates, watching as Luffy looks towards him to see just who Ace is talking to.

“I, uh.” He takes a step forward, “I’m glad you’re okay, Luffy.”

Luffy’s eyes focus in and out as he’s trying to place Sabo. Not that Sabo can blame him, doesn’t look like the child he once knew, even further with extra bandages covering more of his body than not.

“It’s Sabo, Luffy.” Ace whispers in his ear, “It’s really Sabo.”

“Sabo?” Luffy asks in disbelief, trying to sit up.

And that’s what does it in for Sabo’s nervousness, running towards his brother with frantic and concerned hands, “Hey! Slow down! You’re going to hurt yourself!”

But Luffy doesn’t listen, instead stretches out his arm to grab Sabo by the waist before slamming him into the bed.

The snap of Luffy’s rubber arm is an unpleasant feeling he’s missed so much.

“Sabo!” Luffy cries, snot and tears running down his face, “Ace! It’s Sabo!” He wraps his other brother up too, pulling both of them against his body.

“I know Luf.” Ace nods, “We’re both here.”

Luffy’s cries turn to hiccups as he nods his head up and down, “We’re all here.”

The loud and gross sobbing continues for a few more minutes before Trafalgar bursts through the door with a scowl on his face.

But by then Luffy has already worn himself out and is back to sleep with a smile on his face.

Ace is just glad Luffy didn’t ask about you.

.

“How many men do you plan to bring to this island!” The empress’s disgusted voice shrills through the air.

“Huh?” Ace looks up from the fish he’s cleaning.

Ever since Luffy woke up three days ago Ace and Sabo, along with every other man on the island, had be resigned to fending for themselves.

Not that Ace minded too much. He’d pick watching Luffy shoveling down a banquet’s worth of food in record time than seeing him lifelessly being pumped full of nutrients any day. Even if it meant having to fish for himself.

Although it did grate on his nerves a bit when the Empress hounded him while he was trying to cook his dinner since she was the one letting Luffy get first grabs every time.

“I made an exception for the doctor and you two, but this is not some resort!”

Ace rolls his eyes, “Lady, I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.” And Sabo holds back a snort of his own, purposefully avoiding the empress’s glare.

“Well, that’s odd.” She drawls, “Because they’re asking for you.”

Ace’s head turns so fast Sabo is surprised his neck doesn’t snap. But before he can make a comment about it Ace is already letting his feet take him to the island’s entrance.

There’s only one group of men that could be looking for him. And sure enough he spots them standing in a circle on the shore.

It’s been less than a week since he saw them last, even longer before that. And it still shocks him to take in the way they’ve all changed.

But war and death will do that to a man.

“Ace!” Izou yells, the rest turning now that his position’s been given away.

He barely has time to raise his hand in greetings before being tackled to the ground.

“Shit.” Ace grunts, the weight of a dozen men piled on top crushing the air from his lungs.

The Whitebeard Pirates had never leaned one way or another with physical affection, but for once it’s like they can’t get enough of each other. Grabby hands trying to get a feel for Ace, to know his skin is still alive with warmth and not from the heat of a fire fist like they had all expected to be their last sight of him.

“Wha- what are you doin’ here?” Ace manages to get out when his crew finally back off and dusting the sand from his shorts.

“We came to get you.” Marco answers, pressing a hand to Ace’s shoulder, “For Pops’ send off.”

Ace swallows, glaring at the ground. It was easy to avoid news of the war on Amazon Lily. Most the woman living here didn’t even know of the world outside, and Sabo sure as hell wasn’t going to bring it up around him.

“So, he’s really gone, huh?”

Their silence speaks volumes.

“I’m so sorry.” Ace collapses to his knees, burying his head into the sand, “I won’t even ask for forgiveness.” He clenches his hands, “For what I did. What I caused.”

The pain that’s been lingering in his chest amplifies in the presence of his brothers. No. Not brothers. He could never claim that title after he took their father away from each of them.

“Yoi!” A swift kick sends Ace sprawling onto his side, “Don’t start.”

Ace’s eyes go wide from his place in the sand.

“I always told Pops he was too stupid to be a commander.” Izou crosses his arms with a smirk.

“I always told Pops he was too stupid in general.” Marco mutters before taking a step closer to Ace, bending a knee in the sand, “No one here thinks it was your fault, because it wasn’t your fault. Got it?”

Ace wants to argue Pops would say otherwise. Thatch would say differently. That even the world knows the truth.

“You were his son, Ace.” Vista stands behind Marco, “Fathers will do anything for their sons.”

“Honestly.” Izou scoffs, “Thinking he’s special or something.”

There’s a ripple of laughter among the crew.

“But-” Ace tries to contradict.

“Ace.” Jozu gruff voice cuts in, “He didn’t even have to think about it. None of us did.” Every man nods their head and agreement, and Ace can’t take it.

His stare returning to the sand because it’s easier to look at then the faces of pure love from each of his brothers. Something he doesn’t deserve, has never deserved.

“But what I want to know.” Marco drawls, “Who the hell were the ones who saved you?”

Before Ace can answer, a loud splash is head from the water. Heads swiveling just in time to see an unconscious sea king crashing out of the water and back down as it’s limp form floats on the surface.

“What the fu…” The collective voices trail off as a man walks out of the water.

“Well, isn’t this just the party!” Silvers Rayliegh pushes his wet hair back with a grin, “It’s been a while, Whitebeard Pirates.”

.

“I wasn’t strong enough to protect you.”

Ace stops in his tracks, flattening himself against the wall. He doesn’t know if he should be eavesdropping on this conversation, as one sided as it was.

“I’m not strong enough to protect anyone.” Luffy’s voice cracks, “But I’m going to get stronger, you’ll see.”

Ace bites his lip. How did his crybaby brother grow up so fast?

“So you get stronger too, alright? I still want you back on my crew.”

Ace balls his hands into fists. He should have just left you on his brother’s crew. Because no matter what his brother though, Luffy protected you better than he ever could.

“And I still need to tell you about the adventures you missed. And you need to meet Robin, and Franky, and Brook! I finally got a musician, and he’s a talking skeleton!”

Ace turns back the way he came, letting his feet carry him to the deck. He needs to get away from this conversation as far as he can.

You could have had that.

You could have been sailing with his brother and crew and living and having fun and not dying on a fucking battlefield.

Ace bursts through the door, gasping for a breath of the cool night air.

He’s like a virus, just infecting people’s lives with misery. Doesn’t matter what anyone says. Not his crew. Not his brothers. No one.

Because the truth was as clear as day.

Ace leans over the edge, glaring at his reflection in the water.

People have tried to rid the world of his sickness over and over and over. Maybe he was the one that had to do it.

“At least wait until the morning to jump. It’ll be harder for them to pull you out in the dark.”

“Fuck!” Ace startles, turning to see Trafalgar resting against a sleeping Bepo, “Scared the shit out of me.”

Trafalgar shrugs, resting his head back against the bear’s stomach.

Ace learned quite quickly he’s not one for conversation. He turns back to the water, thoughts rolling through his head.

Luffy was leaving tomorrow to train with Rayleigh. Jinbei had left yesterday. The Whitebeard Pirates were sailing off in a few days. Sabo had gotten a hold of someone from the Revolution named Koala who gave him quite the earful over the transponder snail.

Ace didn’t even tease his brother about the pink dusting his cheeks.

Too jealous to even think of it.

It seemed like everyone was ready to move on.

Everyone but you that is.

“Trafalgar.” Ace says, his tone demanding attention before he takes a deep breath, “Give it to me straight, is (Y/N) going to make it?”

“Can’t say. She’s lucky that devil fruit of hers kicked and absorbed most of the magma. Still, portion of her liver was too burnt to save.” Law throws a leg over the other, his casualness in complete contrast to Ace’s rigid stance, “But that can regenerate on its own. It’s her lung and stomach that I’m concerned about.”

“So, what?’ Ace presses, “She need a new one or something?”

“Why?” Trafalgar cracks an eye, “You offering?”

.

“You’re so full of shit.”

“So’s your poker face.”

Ace sticks his tongue out and you erupt into giggles, “See! You know I’m right!”

“Whatever.” He scoffs, throwing his cards onto the table, “I fold. There, you happy?”

“Very.” You smile, pulling the berries towards your side of the table, “Another round?”

“You already sucked me dry of every berry I had.” Ace pouts, taking a swig from his bottle.

It’s just the two of you on the ship, the rest of the crew probably getting drunk or who knows what back in town. You were left behind to keep watch and Ace had insisted on keeping you company.

Your eyes rake over his body hungrily, “I’m sure there’s something you could put on the line.”

Ace’s eyes go wide for a moment when he catches that look on your face, his mouth pulling into a smirk, “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re trying to seduce me.”

“Is it working?” You bat your eyelashes.

You expect Ace to meet you head for head in your flirting. You’re usually the one who taps out first, unable to take the teasing without turning into a stammering mess. But instead, he drops his cheek into the palm of his hand.

“A little too much if I’m honest.”

You roll your eyes, trying to brush off the seriousness of his words, “You’re a sap.”

“Only for you.” His hand reaches for yours, a thumb caressing your wrist.

The warmth of his skin burns into your skin, and it makes you want to tell him everything. Expose the deepest and ugliest parts of you and hope that he won’t hate you.

“I think I love you.” Your eyes go wide and mouth drops. Any other day he might tease you to shut your trap unless you’re trying to catch some bugs but instead his smile softens, “Don’t say anything, I just-” He shrugs.

Your mind flits to the notebook you keep hidden in your satchel, beside the damn transponder snail that kills you a little bit each time it rings. To the words etched on paper with dates and names and details you wish he had told you instead of some Navy grunt.

You pull your hand from his, gathering the cards and shuffling them together to give you something to do. “Need to lay off the sake.” Your voice carries a forced ease.

“Sober or sloshed, doesn’t change what I feel.”

Your movements still, the cards fluttering into a stack. This was not part of the plan. He wasn’t supposed to fall in love with you.

You definitely weren’t supposed to fall in love with him.

“Yeah, yeah.” You laugh, trying to shrug off the weight of his words. Hands reach for the cards, hoping to ease over the awkwardness, but they’re gone. The entire table’s gone.

Head snapping up you see it’s all gone. All except him.

Ace.

His mouth twists into a frown, “I’ll miss you.”

“Ace?”

.

“Ace?”

The first thing that you sense is pain. A groan scratching from your throat as you painfully crack open your eyes.

“You’re awake.” A deep voice cuts through your thoughts.

“Ace?” You mumble, trying to locate the voice.

“No.” A face comes into view, and you swear it’s familiar, “What are you feeling?”

“Pain.” You groan, trying to shift but it feels like the weight of the sea is pressing down onto you.

“Good.” The man grunts, fiddling with the IV bag over your head, “Means you’re alive.”

The beeping is still ringing in your ears, “Where’s Ace?” But it comes out more slurred than it sounded in your head.

“He’s gone.”

“Wha- what?” The cold panic washing over you and providing a newfound energy, eyes darting around the room.

“Tch. Go to sleep, we’ll talk when you wake up.”

“N- no!” You protest, using all your strength to pull yourself out of the bed, “Where is he?!”

“Watch it (Y/N)-ya!” Law snaps, the room falling into a blue tint and then you’re repositioned in the bed, “I spent seven hours cutting you open to fill you with new organs.” He seethes, “Don’t fucking kill them like you did your first set.”

“New organs?” You panickily glance down at your bod, feeling your chest and stomach as if you’d be able to sense the difference, “From who?”

Law steps closer, a cold hand pressing into your shoulder as he shoves you to lay down. A smirk stretches over his face, “Who do you think?”

Your eyes widen to the size of saucers, heart pounding in your ears as you search his face for any sign of joking, but you find nothing except a cruel smile.

“Liar!” The screech tears from your throat as you thrash against his hold, “You’re a fucking liar!”

Law rolls his eyes, quickly releasing his hold on you. He’s not interested in managing a temper tantrum.

“Ace!” You wail, “Ace!”

Suddenly the door bursts open, a figure shrouded in darkness as light pours in from the hall.

It’s him, you think. It has to be because he heard you and he came.

“(Y/N)! What’s wrong?”

But it’s not Ace.

“Sabo!” You cry as he sprints to your side, “Where is he? Where’s Ace?” You grab for his hands.

“Ace?” Sabo looks surprised, “He’s not here.”

“No, no, no!” You babble, “But we saved him! And, and he’s okay, he’s supposed to be okay!”

“(Y/N).” Sabo cups your face, forcing you to look at him, “Ace is alive. You saved him, okay? Ace is okay.”

“He, he is?”

“Of course he is.” Sabo answers.

“But, but where is he?” You ask, tears running down your cheeks, “And he- he said the organs. Tha- that they were his.”

Sabo’s eyes widen in shock before throwing a glare at Law, “You told her they were Ace’s?”

Law doesn’t even look up from his clipboard, “I never said that.”

Sabo turns back to you, “They weren’t Ace’s.” He moves a hand down to squeeze reassuringly at your shoulder, “He has a crewmate that’s a phoenix zoan. They can regenerate anything.”

“So, they’re not…?” You trail off, looking back down at you covered chest and stomach.

“No.” Sabo is halfway between laughing and halfway to killing that fucking doctor, “They’re not Ace’s. He’s alive and well.”

“Then where is he?” You ask in a small voice, eyes desperate.

“He’s with his crew. Laying Whitebeard to rest.” Sabo reaches into his pocket, “But he left this for you.”

You accept the folded up piece of paper, recognizing the messily scrawled letters. A small scrap of parchment flutters into your lap when you unfold the letter.

(Y/N),

Doc says you should be wakin’ up soon. Probably don’t remember when I said goodbye, but you had a smile on your face I like to think you save for me.

We’re givin’ Pops a final sendoff, but you probably already know that.

Haven’t told Sabo or Luffy, but I don’t think I’ll be comin’ back. I can barely look at myself these days, let alone those two.

I’m sorry dragged you into all of this. From the beginning. Wish I had never taken you up on that offer to join the Spades, at least then you wouldn’t have been twisted up in any of this.

I know I said we’d stick together but I think it’s better this way, for you at least.

I hope you can forgive forget me.

Ace

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“I am so very in love with you” Ace x gn Reader

(y/n) wanted to confess their feelings to the one and only fire fist Ace. They often spent their time together but as of recently (y/n) had started avoiding Ace, as their feelings for the fire user were getting stronger by the day. 

“Hey Marco? Do you know why (y/n) is avoiding me?” Marco looked slightly surprised, but that quickly went away and replaced with a smirk. “(y/n) found out that someone here has feelings for them”.  Ace felt a little panicked and his eyes widened.  “Did they say who?” “No, I don't think they did. You could go to thatch, you know he's all about gossip, or you could also try and talk to (y/n)" "I've tried, they just keep running from me " "Hmm, well, I can't help you there bud. Good luck” With that, Marco walks away.  Ace tried to think of anyone who might have had feelings for you, but even after all that thinking he didn't come up with a single name. It would be impossible, you were too amazing and perfect not to like. Hell Ace himself had feelings for you, has for a long time, he just never had the balls to ever tell you. He thinks he's not good enough for you and that you deserve better than what he could offer.

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‘Ace is way too pretty for his own good’ you thought to yourself as you caught a quick glance as he was talking to Marco. You were sitting on the rail looking out into the sea when Thatch came by and leaned next to you. “You are torturing the poor boy” “hmm, i'm not trying too, I honestly thought Ace would not really notice if I wasn't around much” “you really thought that would work? You guys were practically glued to each other” “I guess that was the point, if I tell him how I feel….things might not be the same as they were before. I don't want that”. “So avoiding him is the best option? If you don't tell him, I or Morco will, so go and tell Ace how you feel!”

After that Thatch walked back into the kitchen. “Damn that cook, he always does this” I mumble under my breath. “What does Thatch always do?” I hear Ace say. “Ah Ace you scared me, W-whats up?” I ask avoiding eye contact with the freckled boy “You're avoiding me, did I do something wrong? Or something to upset you?” he asks with sad puppy eyes. My eyes widen at the sadness in his tone. “No of course not! I just have had something on my mind that's all, I promise. Truth is I needed some time to figure something out” “Does it have to do with the person who likes you?” “What do you mean, someone likes me?” “Apparently, Marco said that you found out that someone liked you” “Well I think Marco was messing with you, I never found out that any one liked me, Their is only one person that I will except a confession form and  they probably don't even like me so that most likely won't happen”.

After a short period of silence Ace joined me and sat next to me on the rail. I heard him whisper something but I couldn't make it out. “What was that Ace?” Ace says nothing but turns to me and takes my hands and leans his forehead on mine. His next words make me into a blushing mess “I am so very in love with you (y/n)” “Wha-” “I know I’m probably the last person you thought or wanted to confess to you, but I don't think I could stand myself if I let my chance slip away”. Ace was about to say more, but I stopped him by cupping his cheeks and shushing him. “Ace, I l-love you too, I was just too scared to ever say anything cause I didn't wanna lose what we had”. With that being said, Ace pulled me into a light kiss that was overflowing with love. “So does this mean your mine?” “Only if that means your mine” “Always (y/n), I'm all yours”.