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Reunited In Grief
The weeks pass in an agonizing blur. After returning to Sabaody, you had taken to checking in on Luffy as he grieved the loss of his brother. Pushing your own grief aside to aid him might have been your way of avoiding your feelings.
After Luffy’s rage had been temporarily quelled, you set off on your own journey. When asked, you had responded with a false confidence you were desperately clinging to.
“I’m not sure, but I’m sure I’ll find somewhere to stay for a while, maybe I’ll even find a teacher and get stronger that way!” You were only half lying, as you didn’t have any intentions of finding a teacher at the moment. You just wanted to separate yourself from everyone and wallow in your sorrow.
After a bit more convincing that you would be safe and would return to Sabaody like everyone else, you set off. A small boat with the basic essentials was all you could motivate yourself to take, not having the energy to care for anything not absolutely needed.
A few pit stops made quickly as possible were taxing, but necessary. Keeping a low profile was easy enough, covering yourself to blend in and keeping conversations with shop owners as short as possible without putting a target on your back. Drifting around wasn’t wise, but you weren’t in the right headspace to be concerned about that at the moment.
After another pit stop, you left the New World and sailed back to the east blue. With no conscience destination in mind, you let the sea take you where it wanted to go. You briefly thought about how getting back to the red line would be inconvenient, but as quickly as the thought appeared in your mind, it vanished into the darkness of your mind once more.
As you sailed, you recalled your adventures in the east blue with your crew. After reuniting with your younger brother Luffy at Cocoyashi Village, you honored your promise to officially join his crew. You had shocked the rookie pirates with your reveal of your shared past, and the difference in your abilities. After a bit of being poked and prodded for information, the crew readily accepted you into their rag tag group.
Eventually, you docked at a familiar island. Securing your boat to a small port that only you and a few others knew about, you make your way through the forest and up the mountain. Your heart feels heavy in your chest as you continue your trek.
The climb is not new to you as you walk, if anything it’s the easiest and hardest thing you’ve done for weeks. Your mind swims with memories of the past, and you choke down any noise that might escape.
Finally, you stand at the wooden door atop Mount Colubo. You debate turning around and leaving, but find yourself unable to move your legs to turn away. Taking a deep breath, you raise your arm and knock. You hear rummaging as you stand at the door.
If not for the noise, you might have thought no one was home.
Slowly, the door creaks open, just barely, and a voice speaks.
“Who are you and what the hell do you want?” Being unable to keep silent, you respond.
“Dadan, it’s me.”
The door slams open with force you recognize, and the face of the voice appears.
Dadan’s eyes widen as the takes in the sight of you. Your clothing is crumpled, your shoes are muddy and your face - oh your face - sunken and full of pain as you stand there, eye swirling with emotions she wishes she’d never seen on your face.
All the anger and hostility drains from her body and she pulls you inside, closing the door before pulling you into an embrace that could rival Luffys.
The feeling of being held breaks the last bit of restraint you have as you start to cry, holding onto your mother figure with a strength you thought you had lost. Your cries turn into sobs as she cradles the back of your head with one hand and holds onto your back with the other. The feeling of her body shaking and the sound of her own tears falling is not lost on you as you both grieve together.
Not a word is said as you stand in the wooden house where you grew up, mourning the loss you share.
The sobs have been reduced to silent tears and small hiccups, and slowly, as if it were the last thing you want to do, the two of you separate just enough to look at each other.
Both of your faces are red and puffy, tears both dried and wet stick to your faces and shirts. There may be a wet patch on Dadan’s shirt where you face was, and there may be some snot dripping down her nose, who knows, that a secret you’ll take to your graves.
I’M BACK AND READY TO WRITE! Sorry I’ve been gone for like a year, my body is trying to kill me and no one can figure out why. I’m alive though! I’ll write part two of my straw hat cuddling/sleeping habits soon, but if thought of this first and wanted to write it before I lost motivation or forgot.
I love donuts 😛
Handsome men i drew for practice
SS under the cut!! Look at Luffy and his strongggg swordman >:o
Look at themm, you can't deny that they would be good friends and compete for food
I believer in: Shuraiya and Ace's friendship <333
(I continue working to improve the clothing)
jeje, i have to admit that the body hair looks good and gave to Sabo a more manly look <33 (After having drawn him, i added body hair to Ace) They both look so sexy! the second reference is porn...
I can see the colours when you Smile
no background ladies
Smile more my dear brother
Yahooo
The first sketch, i dunno, they look so cute, especially ace
The man who deserved to be loved
WHY???
i'm proud of this one, i'm not the best at painting, but i think i'm learning to love the process.
Based on the song: (390) 22 Save My Heart [ACE] — Full Lyrics (Kan/Rom/Eng) - YouTube
I found it in this post that makes you decide which is your favorite One Piece song. Highly recommended, I found some really good ones.
I need ASL fanfics ASAP!!
I'M CRYING!!! WHY IS THEIR STORY SO SAD?? WHY CAN'T THEY BE HAPPY TOGETHER???
GREETINGS EVERYONE!!! I've spent the last couple of months working on a full length comic adaption of @goodlucktai's beautiful 'fishbowl' fanfic!!! Below you can read the fruits of my efforts :) Enjoy!
This comic takes place before Dressrosa
CONTINUE >>>
SABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Some Luffy and Ace study sketches! Trying my best to slowly get the hang of drawing One piece characters how i want. :3
(Sabo is next/am workin on his rn)
More Asl brothers for my soul
quick sketches because I was bored.
Sorry for the mistakes, it was just for fun...
Check out my Twitter if you want!
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i want to sleep so badly
SEE YA LATER!
AS Brothers RABBITS!!
They'll rescue you, Luffy!
I watched a video of Ace and Sabo playing a rabbit game
I don't know what they were saying, but all I know is that it was hilarious!!
AS(L) BIG BROTHERS
THE ASL BROTHERS HAVE SPOKEN!!!
yESs
Actually i Ship AceDeu and Zolu (obviously Shuraibo) sooo EVERYONE IS GAY!!!! YAY
+ GIRLS VERSION
REFERENCE!
Ace and kitties
i have been practicing my painting, i hate painting so much
ACE WHY IS YOUR HAIR SO HARD TO DRAW, I LOVE YOU
Painting = Pain-ting = Pain
Perdón por la resolución de la imagen
Now I'm an ASL fan
So be prepared
waos
Ok guys…I have an AU for One Piece inspired by Percy Jackson (hear me ou)
Ace, Sabo, and Luffy as Luke, Thalia, and Annabeth
WAIT!!
We will change things around here. Of course they’re still brothers. Luke in PJO has implied romantic interest in both Thalia and Annabeth, and well…Ace isn’t like that!
But yes, the same story goes for the ASL brothers and Luke, Thalia, and Annabeth. There’s gonna be a LOT of Ace mischaracterization here because it’s an AU and well…he’s Luke Castellan here. Constructive criticism or welcoming comments are welcome!
Color Code: Green is something to take note of, Pink is the tragic and the drama, Red is the warning, Blue is the Adventure.
(Warning: Plot Holes)
The ASL brothers are led by their “Guardian” (Whether Dadan or Garp. Like Grover) to a safe haven “Mt. Colubo” (Replacement of Camp Half-Blood)
They were persued by creatures sent by Saint Jalmack (replacement for Hades, who sent the monsters) since he had crossed paths with his ship once. (Similar to Hades’ anger with Zeus for killing his beloved Maria d'Angelo)
Sabo makes a last stand to allow Ace and Luffy to reach the Mt. Colubo’s border, sacrificing himself.(similar to Thalia, who sacrificed herself to let Grover, Luke, and Annabeth in the camp) The world took pity on Sabo and turned him into a tree to play as Mt. Colubo’s boarder. (Similar to Thalia, who got turned into a tree by her father that took pity on her and became CHB’s boarder)
This is where the “betrayal” takes in… (Luke’s Betrayal)
Years Later in Mt. Colubo, once Ace turns 17, he’s now manipulated by the World Government to work for them (similar to how Luke was manipulated to work for Kronos). He betrays Luffy and leaves Mt. Colubo. (Similar to how Luke betrayed Percy and Annabeth in Lightning Thief). Ace decides to weaken Mt. Colubo’s defenses by poisoning Sabo’s tree, which stirs trouble for Luffy and Dadan. (Angst for both Ace and Luffy…)
Luffy goes to retrieve an item similar the “Golden Fleece” with his trio (any trio that isn’t ASL, whether it be monster, supernova, or romance dawn). The adventures go like how the “Sea of Monsters” book go. They compete for the item since Ace is also trying to get it for the World Government. In the end, Luffy takes the item and heals Sabo’s tree, strengthening the boarder….but
…Sabo gets revived!
I saw people on twt redrawing this as ships so I thought I’d do Acesan
Og pic
Acesan X yuri :3
A quick sketch I made
The original image I found on Pinterest
I drew that one pic I've been seeing everywhere as Acesan :3
KINKTOBER MASTERLIST ─
A/n: This will be my first time participating in Kinktober, I've decided not to stress myself out so I'll only be doing 10 days. With the probability of an extra 5.
Day 1: Overstimulation - Zoro
Day 2: Cunnilingus - Luffy
Day 3: Scissoring - Nami
Day 4: Breeding - Mihawk
Day 5: Dry Humping - Usopp
Day 6: Creampie - Buggy
Day 7: Dumbification - Ace
Day 8: Squirting - Sanji
Day 9: Biting - Luffy
Day 10: Spanking - Crocodile
Bonus :
Day 11: Breeding - Sanji
Day 12: Temperature Play - Usopp
Day 13: Size Kink - Zoro
Day 14: Sleep Play - Sanji
Day 15: Breeding - Buggy
I will never not find a meme opportunity
Keeping true to what I do best with my art, the first thing I've decided to draw after getting out of a rut I've been in was this beauty
It's a late art trend, I know. I originally saved this as something to draw with Bernice and Thatch (hence the lighter female outline where Marco is, I started it but never got back around and decided to restart with a different character, lol), buuuuttttt...I figured these two were far more fitting for it XD
Ace 🤗 no tattoo under cut cause I’m proud of the back
You get the birthday boy early
(Dec 31 still for me)
(If you want coconut bra I'll probably post it on Insta)
@astralcat they had to 100% meet like this, there was no other option (also sorry for taking long)
@amaris-d-akagami Tumblr was being fucky, but,
✨Here you go✨
Love them as much as I do, and join the cult of Papa Ace
ACE>>>>>>>>>‼️‼️‼️ Hes so AWESOME AND BADASS DUDE LIKE I LOVE HIM SM I WISH HE STAYED WITH THE CREW LONGER 🤧🤧
More effects version:
ACE>>>>>>>>>‼️‼️‼️ Hes so AWESOME AND BADASS DUDE LIKE I LOVE HIM SM I WISH HE STAYED WITH THE CREW LONGER 🤧🤧
More effects version:
I fi may request a dad!Ace x mom!reader where they teach their kid to punch bad guys using a marine or enemy pirate. Ace, in complete shock, yells like, "Why would you do that?" but the reader points out 'its better to start early,' and references his childhood, much to his annoyance. This video/clips of a character from Zenless Zeno Trifger, where she lets a kid punch someone while she's so proud, made me giggle so much, and I need this to happen.
Ace x Fem! reader Teaching Their Child Young
ACCEPTING REQUEST
Au but the only different is that Akainu's dead. This is a world were ace LIVES FOREVER
Ace, while nervous, loved the chance to be a dad. He respected Gold D Roger as the king of the pirates, but we saw in his backstory that he hated him as his dad. His relationship with his father was very lacking. The only thing his dad left him was the stigma of his blood. This is something Ace had to grow up with. While he was fending for himself, he also had to tackle the impact of Gold D. Roger. This led Ace to become a pirate and fight against what society said about him. It's also what led him to find a family with Pops and the white-beard pirates. Whitebeard wasn't a name that brought shame to his existence. He provided a family and support system outside of Luffy and (as far as he was aware) the deceased Sabo. It probably combated a lot of loneliness Ace didn't realize he felt. Pops probably became a genuine father figure. (highkey and unnecessary trauma dump rn, but I am so jealous of Ace bc I wish my dad was not present and despite my need for independence I still oddly crave a father figure despite how I push them away) That's where a lot of his healing came from. He learned to embrace who he was and live as Fire Fist Ace, Division Commander of the White Beard Pirates. Not the damned Gold D Rogers bastard son. His sense of self and individuality. But he had a chance to maybe make up for it. With the woman he loved. When you got pregnant, he saw another future. One where he could do right by being present. Of course, there's the fear of what his child may think of him as a pirate. But it wasn't going to stop the baby on the way. Ace would provide a life for you and your baby. He would also be very attentive during pregnancy, given how his mother passed. And you had a baby girl, he was outnumbered by you. She's as rambunctious as her father. The toddler phase brought out the will of D. His baby could never hate him, but she could turn into him. Dealing with himself is something Ace was not prepared for. Especially as he walked onto the deck of the moby dick to see his darling girls and … some pirates. "What?" he stood there stunned before walking over to get a better look "What are you doing with our daughter?" You smiled up at him, holding a raggedy and bruised pirate in a full Nelson "ya know, just teaching her young" Right in front of you was your little girl. Dark hair in a ponytail and band-aids on her knuckles. "Look Dad I knocked out his tooth," she said holding the tooth up in her little hand. "That can't count honey, I think it was loose" you teased at her. Ace sighed, picking up his little girl and grabbing the tooth out of her hand. "I don't think she needs to be learning this so young" Tossing the tooth away and looking over at you. "Garp taught you young; you turned out just fine." He opened his mouth and closed it, squeezing his daughter closer to his chest, holding her desperately, scared of the idea of her growing up. "That old bag just wanted me to be a marine." "Yeah, and well, he left you with mountain bandits." At that, he chuckled, looking between you and your child. "Maybe we should visit Grandpa soon?"
That 'loveable dummy' calls to me so~ 🩵v🩵
Hi! Hope you have a nice day. If it's okay with you, may i request something for the charming firefly, ace?
Something like ace is vv oblivious to the reader's flirting, just thinking everything just a coincidence, like their seat on the dining table are next to each other, or when he's thirsty or hungry, the reader will always have a drink or snack/food ready. While actually it's happening because of the reader and their observations.
Sorry if it's too long, thanks for your time for reading this! (Completely okay if you're not ok with writing this, i just wanna say thank you)
a/n: wahh! thiss is soo cutee! hope u like thiss ><
Clueless Hearts and Full Plates
Ace doesn’t realize the reader’s affection is behind every perfect coincidence—until one finally clicks.
Ace X gn! reader
tags: fluff, sfw, flirting, ooc, ace being oblivious
a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only, so expect this ffs a bit cringe
word count: 1.1k
: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊
It was always a coincidence.
At least, that’s what Ace thought.
Every meal, every shared moment, every little “accident” that placed you beside him was chalked up to fate, luck, or the universe just being weirdly nice to him that day.
Like this morning.
The Moby Dick rocked gently with the waves, and the crew had begun their daily scramble to the galley. Ace, still half-asleep with bedhead and one sandal barely on, made his way to the table. As usual, the crew’s chatter filled the room with the kind of loud, familial chaos only the Whitebeard Pirates could manage.
And, also as usual, the seat beside you was the only one open.
“Hey,” Ace greeted, plopping down with a yawn and no suspicion.
“Morning,” you replied, already pushing a glass of orange juice in his direction without a second thought.
He blinked. “Whoa, you read my mind. I was just thinking I was thirsty.”
You smiled. “Coincidence, I guess.”
Ace grinned, utterly unaware of how long you’d been keeping track of the way he always reached for juice in the morning, never coffee, never water. Just juice. Always.
After a minute, he added, “Also kinda hungry… I forgot to grab a roll or somethin’.”
You wordlessly slid a small plate of warm bread and butter closer to him.
He gasped, delighted. “Seriously, you’re magic! You always have just what I need!”
You bit your lip to hide the fond curve of your smile. “Lucky timing, huh?”
Lucky timing.
That’s what he called it the other day when he tripped coming down the deck stairs and nearly face-planted—only to find your hand catching him in time. It’s what he called it when he accidentally left his hat on the upper deck and you “just so happened” to come by with it a few minutes later.
You didn’t mind. Not really.
It was kind of… endearing. In an Ace-way. He wasn't cold or careless—he just genuinely didn’t see it. The thought that you might be observing him, remembering the things he liked, and subtly trying to show him how much you cared? It never even crossed his mind.
You watched as he messily buttered a piece of bread, crumbs falling on the table. He looked content, humming a tune and swinging his feet like a child in a giant’s chair. And when he caught you watching, he gave you a bright smile—one so open and warm it made your stomach flutter.
“Y’know,” he mumbled around a bite, “you’re always around. It’s kinda nice.”
“Kinda?” you teased.
He nodded, mouth still full. “Mm-hmm. Like, comfy.”
The word hit somewhere soft in your chest. He didn’t even realize he was flirting back.
Later that day, a few of the crew were setting up for poker in the corner, but you were more interested in the commotion coming from the training area. You leaned against the railing, watching Ace spar with Marco. He was shirtless, flames licking at his fingertips as he dodged and laughed, clearly having fun.
Your gaze lingered on him. How could it not? He was strong, fast, alive with every movement.
And when he collapsed on the deck in dramatic defeat—Marco having pinned him with a blue-flamed armbar—he wheezed out, “Water… I need water…”
By the time Marco released him, you were already at his side, bottle in hand.
“Holy crap,” Ace said between breaths. “You’re, like… everywhere.”
“I told you,” you said casually, helping him sit up. “Lucky timing.”
He chuckled, leaning back on his palms and chugging half the bottle. “At this point, I’m starting to think you’re my guardian angel or something.”
You raised a brow. “You think your guardian angel would watch you get elbowed into the deck before offering water?”
Ace grinned. “Gotta build character, right?”
You rolled your eyes, but your chest was warm with something fond and frustrating. How could he be so oblivious?
The truth was, you noticed everything about him. The way he only got grumpy when he was too hot or too tired. How he always tried to hide his hiccups when he laughed too hard. How he made sure the youngest crewmates never felt left out during meals, even if it meant giving them the last piece of meat on his plate.
You didn’t just like him. You admired him.
So yeah, maybe you rearranged your seat every meal to end up next to him. Maybe you kept his favorite snacks in your jacket pockets during long shifts. Maybe you started carrying an extra bottle of water—just in case a certain fire fist decided to exhaust himself in a sparring match.
He never asked. You just… wanted to.
And he just… didn’t notice.
It wasn’t until one particular night, under the stars, that things finally shifted.
You were both sitting on the edge of the deck, feet dangling above the sea. Most of the crew was asleep or out of sight. Ace had a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, and you handed him a second one without saying a word.
“Man, it’s like you read my mind,” he said for the hundredth time.
You sighed softly. “Maybe your mind is just easy to read.”
He looked at you, puzzled. “Huh?”
You gave a small, nervous smile. “I mean… I always seem to know what you need, right? I guess I just pay attention.”
There was a pause. The kind of pause where your heart beats a little faster, wondering if maybe, finally, he might catch on.
Ace blinked. “Oh. So you’ve got like, observation haki or something?”
You stared at him.
Deadpan.
“…Yeah. Sure. Let’s call it that.”
He beamed. “That’s so cool!”
You dropped your face into your hands.
But then—something changed in his tone.
“…Wait.”
You peeked up through your fingers.
Ace’s smile was still there, but it was… slower. Thoughtful. You could practically see the gears turning in his head. Every juice, every meal, every seat, every snack.
And then, like someone lit a match under his brain, realization bloomed across his face.
“…Wait.”
You watched the faintest red spread over his cheeks. He sat straighter. “Are you—? Have you been—? This whole time—?”
You tilted your head, lips twitching. “You’re cute when you put the puzzle together.”
He gawked. “So it wasn’t just coincidences?!”
You snorted. “Ace, I’ve been flirting with you for weeks.”
He opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.
And then he laughed. It was loud, a little embarrassed, but full of warmth.
“I’m such an idiot.”
“A lovable idiot,” you corrected, nudging his shoulder.
“…So does this mean,” he said slowly, “you like me? Like, like like?”
You raised a brow. “Only if you like me back.”
He leaned in, pressing his forehead gently to yours with a shy, crooked grin. “Well, now that I know… I’m definitely gonna start paying attention.”
You chuckled, nudging the bottle of water into his hand again. “Start with drinking water. Then we’ll work our way up to romance.”
Ace laughed, and this time, he didn’t call it luck.