LEANING forwards after the man were done speaking, the raven quickly stole another kiss and wrapped his arms around Marco’s neck, palms running over the shaved part of his head softly and tenderly. Lazily placing little kisses all over the first division commander’s face the freckled fire user made sure to let the blond feel how much he cherishes him. Ace had never known what Love felt like, never had the chance to even dream about it while he were constantly running down a dark path only guided by painful memories.
BUT MARCO had shown him the light. His light. The man who’s one of the most feared pirates the world may has ever seen, had showed him the vulnerability of life and the importance of carrying on. The man was his anchor and the one who were able to see right through him, but Ace didn’t mind at all. It were hard at first to accept that Marco had seen him weak Now he knew that the mystic zoan type user would catch him without even asking why. That’s how devotion, how love and how trust worked.
❝ YOU’REalways comfy… ‘m still thinking that you’re the most comfy place to sleep on in the world… And definitely the most good looking one too. ❞
❝ Settle down withME. Cover me up. Cuddle me in. Lie down with me. And hold me in your arms your heart’s against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck. I’m falling for your eyes, but they don’t know me yet and with a feeling I’ll forget, I’m in love now. Kiss me like you wanna be loved. This feels like falling in love… Falling in love. We’re falling in love.
I was made to keep YOUR BODYwarm ; But I’m cold as the wind blows so hold me in your arms. ❞
marco walks up behind the other, soft smile curling along his lips as he wraps his arms around the ravens waist to pull him close and nuzzle against his neck, placing a kiss against sensitive skin. " not planning on getting any rest, are you yoi ? "
TITLING HIS head side wards to offer Marco better access to his sensitive neck, the raven couldn’t help but let a content sigh slip through his plump lips while silvery hues were still located on the stars above them, reflecting their endless and calm light. Chuckling lightly he lifted one arm to place his palm firmly on Marcos cheek, let his fingers dust over the warm skin.
❝ I COULDN’T sleep. The night sky always calms me down. ❞
HE HONESTLY answered, no trace of his usual loud and dense self on his face No trace of his mask in place, even his voice sounded weaker and less obnoxious or passionate. Sometimes even Ace couldn’t mask his inner turmoil anymore and he weren’t always able to hide it away, especially during night times. Normally he would have already grinned and said something to lessen the tension thickening the air.
NORMALLY he would have already turned around to steal a kiss from the blond or said something teasingly to hide his troubled mind, his troubled self. But he was tired and he knew, Marco always felt when the raven needed someone to lean on. Needed him. Relaxing against the strong chest, he closed his stony orbs while a single tear ran down his freckled cheek. He was scared to turn around, scared what the Phoenix might would see in his eyes at the moment.
HUFFING LOUDLY the second division commander couldn’t help but let his flames lick across the skin of his arms and lean back with a pout forming on his lips. Why is Marco always saying such cryptically things? His frown deepened even more as the raven reached out and tapped the man challengingly against his chest, eyes blazed with determination. Snarling in defiance the man stepped even closer, tip toed to glare from a short distance.
❝ I WILL shake off my own shadow, pineapple! Watch me! ❞
HE STUBBORNLY announced and nibbled on his lower lips, freckled cheeks crimson red. He would show the older man that everything was possible as long as you believe it. Not every shadow was meant to stay with us anyway. Grinning widely, grey hues scanning over the posture of the phoenix, he allowed himself to chuckle in childlike anticipation about the outcome. Would the older one challenge him to try it out? Maybe a race?
GRAYISH HUESwidened upon hearing those words and his head flipped upwards, emotions flickering through his paralyzed mimic as the raven kept staring at the first division commander. Memories were starting to haunt him — Voices were filling his mind. A heavy feeling settled down on his shoulders and he averted his gaze quickly as tears threatened to overtook his clear orbs. Someone was believing in him? He could hear his own heartbeat, quick and hard. A shaky sound slipped through his lips and he reached out, slowly and carefully, digits brushing over Marcos wrist.
❝ YOU REALLY believe in me? ❞
HE COULDN’T help but ask, voice a mere shadow of its usual loud characteristic. Wrapping one hand softly around the blonds, the fire user stepped closer while chewing on his lower lip. His mimic was distant, haunted, as if he was lost and didn’t knew how to come back. A shiver ran down his back and the raven started shaking while a strong and strange feeling started to warm up his body but not his mind.
DEMON. DEMON. I SHOULD HAVE NEVER BEEN BORN. I AM UNWORTHY THEIR LOVE. UNWORTHY TO BE HERE.
SOMEONE SAID he was believing in him. The pirate gritted his teeth and pulled away from the darkness, tried to let go. He could hear himself asking if it would be bad if Gol D Roger had a son —– The answers were still hurting him, each word like a stab to his heart. But, those times were over. He had Pops now, he had his brothers and sisters, he had Luffy. He wasn’t alone. He never would be again, they wouldn’t let it happen. Ace knew Pops would never leave him again or throw him out. They had accepted him, accepted who he was without even showing any sights of disgust. He was their brother, a part of the family. The heavy feeling started to vanish again and a tear fell from his cheek, soaked into the yellow shirt.
THE PHOENIX were different — His feelings for the man were different. Lifting his free hand to let his fingers run through his black bangs, he finally had the courage to look up again as well. Marco was his biggest anchor && made him feel worthy —- Worthy to be loved by someone and to love others. Worthy to be alive. Not able to hide the red tinge on his freckled cheeks, the younger one coughed embarrassed by his own behavior but didn’t let go of the palm he was still holding, squeezing slightly. He was sure the man would’ve said something if he was bothered by it in anyway.
❝ I MEAN.. Thank you, Marco…Can we go back now? I’m sure dinner is ready and I am already starving. That was unusual sappy of you… I never thought the almighty first division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates would say something like this.. Got ya, I guess. ❞
I LOVE YOU.
A GRIN broke suddenly free on his face and he chuckled wholeheartedly.
I want all of it. Your sleepy mumbling. Your drunken embarrassment. Your silly faces. Your anger. Your dance moves. Your anxiety. Your apologies. Your sadness. Your stern looks. Your claustrophobia. Your exasperated tone. Your frustrations. Your past. I want all of it. I want all of you.
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Morever all of my ships who could be a problem for someone else are tagged with the shipping name / an easy to blacktag name! This is something important for me since I am cool with whatever you ship and write as long as you tag it accordingly so we have the chance to use xkit for some magic and can still follow you / each other! This is only for comfort NOT MEANT as an insult or an attack against anyone!
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IRUKAS. I won't follow you back / not likely follow you back if you're close to Nuu / Worship her. That's not because I wanna forbid anyone from talking to them, but I chose to keep my distance if you do.Do as you please, Pal. I don't wanna see / hear of them in any form. I've made my own experiences with them and it were nothing I'd wish anyone. Seeing their URL triggers me & brings back bad memories. I won't explain why in detail tbh. If you wanna know why - My IM is open.
HE HADnever thought he’d hid himself away one day, like a coward. Surviving Marineford barely, unaware for the rest of the world, a deep fear is now monopolizing his daily life. The wounds, THE BURN he had experienced took a long time to heal physically and mentally but he never got rid of the nightmares and the anxiety. Sleep became luxury and safety was only a memory for the once so headstrong pirate. The only ones knowing he’s alive is his crew. Not even Luffy knows he’s not dead, that there is nothing in his grave. Ace is scared, close to loose himself every day again and again. HE HAS LOST his, hidden by the deep walls he had build to shield himself. The emotional instability, triggered by the feeling to be burned inside out, is nothing he wants to burden someone else with so he mostly keeps it to himself. WHEN HE heard that Luffy is back, the first true smile in a long time was seen on his face. And the only one.
THE FIGHT has not only left him with scars. Marco and his brothers all have a hard time to adjust now that Pops is gone. The raven however refuses to talk, lost his will and himself completely, swallowed by guilt. Blaming HIMSELF for Whitebeards death, he tried his best from the shadows to revenge him and keeps track of Blackbeard to take the man down for once and for all, HATE BURNING like an open wound in his soul and grief etched into his mimic. Ace is lost. LOST ON a path filled with loneliness and self hate.
Portgas D Ace, Son of Portgas D Rogue and Gol D Roger, never knew what having a father meant. Rogue, daughter of Muggles and Roger, son of an old pure blood family, never had a chance to be together. The young man were dared to leave the ‘shameful disgrace’ he had loved more than anyone else on this world. Right when the man wanted to abandon his ancestry and be a father to his newborn Son and a caring Husband for his beloved Rogue, he got killed by some unknown wizards. Some people dared to whisper it were his parents fault who had hired someone to erase the ‘shame’ of a son, not knowing about Ace or who Rogue were because they never got to see her.
GROWING UP without a father, seeing his mother cry nearly every evening when she thought no one saw it and knowing WHO EXACTLY the man were who is causing her so much pain, the raven started to hate him. Started to hate for what he stands and started to hate pure bloods for their arrogance and their ignorance towards something rather easy: They were all the same. They were all wizards & witches. They shared the same dreams and hopes, shared the same secret.
BEING ACCEPTED to Hogwarts was exciting for the young freckled boy and he quickly made friends with some other children in the train, had the time of his life and felt truly free for the first time in his life. He felt at home in Hogwarts and he felt accepted. Having a knack for Quidditch he started training under the careful eyes of Madame Hooch and started to become a pro at flying rather quickly, was addicted to the rush of adrenaline when he were in the air. In his third year he got offered the position of the Keeper and took it without hesitation, self confident about his skills and happy because this were his dream.
THINKING ABOUT everyone being the same never changed, but it got even stronger and he found himself often wondering what people would say about his view and if someone would share it one day.
IN THIS Verse Ace gave in to Garp’s hopes and intentions for him but only because the man threatened to take Luffy away and bring him to a Marine camp to make a soldier out of him. Being the older brother, the raven felt the need to protect the dream the younger had and made sure it won’t stay a dream. On his sixteenth birthday the older Monkey took him away and brought the freckled man to the headquarter where he was quickly accepted and where his history began. Getting updates from Makino about Luffy from time to time, Ace was content with stepping back to make sure the smaller one would set sail one day and become a pirate. He didn’t value himself as worthy enough to have a choice anyway. During the years he gained himself the name “Fire Fist” after eating the Mera Mera no Mi accidentally on a mission by mistaking it with the normal fruits.
Somehow he made himself a name under the Pirates as well, was hated and feared for his merciless behavior and his temper that caused a lot of damage from time to time. Holding in his anger wasn’t his strongest area but no one dared to step up against him anymore while he kept going && fighting, hoping he’d die one day in a battle to be finally free of the burden to be among those people who had murdered his father ( even though he still hated Gold D Roger ) and had tried to find him as well, but never succeeded. By the age of 19 He already became a Commodore, hated by many other soldiers because they thought he only got such a high position because of his relation to the great hero Monkey D Garp. Gladly, he never ran into his little brother. He feared the day he would have to fight against the younger D and hated the cage the Marine was for him. He never knew freedom, never felt accepted, never laughed freely and he never knew what happiness truly meant being there.
the greatestweapon is a human soul on fire.
About me & other things.
Sup, hun bun! The nam's Hobbit! Please use she/her ; they/them pronouns if you talk about me / to me. I am 22 years old, from Germany and currently on a permanent semi-hiatus due to work ( long shifts ).
Well you're surely itching to ask me, why I chose Ace of all muses to be my muse tbh! The answer is simple:
Ace is a character with many shades, facets and different ways to interpreter certain aspects about him. He's hot headed but can be also deadly calm, he is loud but also quiet, he is rude but also sensitive. He can be brave where others aren't and be a coward at the worst possible times.
What can I add tbh? I am a book worm, a writer, an artist, a safe heaven. Harry Potter; LotR; Hobbit - I live for those books and the amazing stories who're always able to show me different worlds, make me forget my own boring life for a while.
I swear I couldn't love you more than I do right now, and yet I know I will tomorrow.
Monkey D Luffy LOVER.
Shipping exclusive & Main.
Only ashes remain.
INDEPENDENT
Portgas D Ace not spoiler free.
established 02.08.16
penned by hobbit.
she/her/they/them timezone GMT/UTC + 1h
A sea of flames is pure destruction.
PAN FANDOM & HIGHLY SELECTIVE & HIGHLY PRIVATE & SHIPPING EXCLUSIVE AND SELECTIVE & CANON DIVERGENT.
I'll fight for my freedom.
Icons are edited & cropped by me.
Edits are all by me.
used art is always sourced.
do NOT steal my headcanons, my edits, my icons or my ideas.
Mun is off age.
NSFW topics will occur rather often. Smut is shipping exclusive and bound to chemistry and 100% trust of my muse.
my writing can be described as 'freestyle'. I tend to adopt new quirks or formattings from time to time because my writing is constantly changing and growing.
ᶤ ᵃᵐ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵉᵍᵃᶜʸ ᶤ ᵃᵐ ᶜᵘʳˢᵉᵈ ʷᶤᵗʰ && ᶤ ᵃᵐ ᶠᶤʳᵉ ’
ᶰᵒᵗ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᶜᵃᶰ ˢᶤˡᵉᶰᶜᵉ ᵐʸ ᶠˡᵃᵐᵉˢ && ᶰᵒʳ ᵐʸ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ
‘ᵃ ˢᵖᵃʳᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵃᵍᶤᶜ ʳᵉˢᵗˢ ᶤᶰ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᵘˢ & ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗᶤᵐᵉˢ ᶤᵗ ʷᶤˡˡ ʳᶤˢᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵇᵘʳᶰ’
‘ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᶤˢ ᶰᵒ ᶠʳᵉᵉᵈᵒᵐ && ᶰᵒ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ & ᵒᶰˡʸ ᵃ ᵐᵃᶰ ʷᶤᵗʰ ˢʰᵃᵗᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᶠᶤᵉʳᶜᵉ ᶠˡᵃᵐᵉˢ’
MARCO.♡
YAMI.♡
LUFFY♡
LUFFY.♡
