Feeling like some form of punishment was in order for all the bird names, Yami let his crimson hues focus on the youth as he while a heated glint dance in them before letting them wander down the toned body shamelessly as his tongue flickered out, running along his lips, wetting them. Everything about Yami screamed HUNGER as he captured the familiar hues while a slow lust filled smirk pulled at full lips before the male slowly slid his jacket off, showing off his nice muscles while doing so.
LIFTING ONE EYEBROW IN A PERFECT CURVE UPWARDS ; Silvery hues were quizzically locked on the taller frame of Yami ( What was the zoan type user up to? ) & hummed voiceless Eyes widened in surprise when the jacket slid down and fell to the wooden ground beneath them. Subtle chewing on his lower lip, a smirk pulled at his lips while his freckled cheeks felt slightly warmer than usual. Watching Yami certainly gave him a nice view of what belonged to him &only him. Growling under his breath, the former marine titled his head side wards (amusement lightning up the storm in his chaotic hues ; his irises made of pure silver and starlight ).
❝ IS THIS a punishment, birdie? Well, I don’t see why this should be one. This is more a reward that torture, you know. Come on, Pirate. Show me what punishment means.. Show me what you got. ❞ HE COULDN’T HELP BUT WHISPER ; Voice thick with sarcasm and a silent dare.
❝ YES. You know why ? ❞ A PROTECTIVE SHINE FLICKERED ACROSS A FRECKLED MIMIC ; Eyes burning with passion &determination Completely sure about what he believes and why he does believe that Yami can love.
❝ WE ALL CAN. Even when we chose not to, even when we think we don’t have a heart or we’re not worth love.. Even when you’re a bad human, a true demon or an outcast.. Even when you’re violent and cruel,restless and haunted by shadows.. You’ll still love someone or something. Even if it’s only a memory of someone or a song or a flower or the sound of rain. You still love. Yami may have his flaws like we all do but people who say he can’t love are all blind. Yes, he doesn’t show it openly or acts on those emotions but that doesn’t mean that he can’t feel them. I loathe people who can say such things about others. ❞
Yami wanted to growl at the joking nickname, but felt way too comfortable like this due to the alcohol running through his veins, fogging his brain over as he leaned in to rest his lips upon the warm throat, enabling him to feel the soft pulse there. "...Tell me why.. you like it, yoi.." While Yami said this, his slender digits glided teasingly and slowly over the toned abdomen as a hum could be heard at the warmth, making Yami rest slightly against Ace.
SUPPRESSING A SHUDDER IN RESPONSE TO THOSE LIPS ON HIS THROAT ; The raven shot the taller male a cocky grin in response before humming playfully & mockingly. ❝ WHY? Because it’s warm and comfy and I feel safe in your arms, birdie. Why else would I like it? ❞ HE FINALLY whispered with a tender tune to the nickname before his grin grew soft all of sudden and only for seconds ; A warmth that could change worlds flickering through his ash colored hues while silvery light made them shine in the dimness of the candles around them.
Leaning more & more into into the embrace ( could this count as such already ? ) the former marine swore that he had never been more content in his life before ( he’d never say it out loud ; fear of the reactions clouding his mind ).
After having consumed quite the amount of sake, Yami was opening up more about what he wanted, and right now he desired a certain freckled raven's attention, leaving the taller male to wrap his arms around the other's waist so his chest was pressed against Ace's back. "Ace.. I feel like you're trying to get my drunk, yoi.." mind you, he was already pretty intoxicated by now, even if he was good at hiding it.
LEANING SLIGHTLY BACK INSTINCTIVELY ; The raven felt the heartbeat of the other man against his back and had to admit their position was a comfortable one, warm & safe. ( his shoulders relaxed ; the tension slowly fled his boy ) Reaching behind him he tangled his hands into the dark locks of the taller male and titled his head backwards to shoot the pirate a gaze out of amused silvery hues, one eyebrow quirked up in a skeptical manner while a pout played around his full lips. Licking away the last droplets of sake on them, the logia user let flames dance between their bodies with a grin deepening the dimples in his freckled cheeks.
❝ ME AND MAKING YOU DRUNK ?Good joke, Chicken. I couldn’t even make you drunk even if I’d try to. You’re way too stubborn. Sorry, but you’re making yourself drunk… But this is fine… I like this a lot actually.. ❞ BITING HIS LOWER LIP in a teasing manner and letting his fingers run over the shaven part of Yami’s head, Ace had to admit that this position was quite comfy& that he liked it to be hold like this by the crimson eyed man.
The midnight-haired male remained quiet as he suddenly pulled the former marine close, until the raven sat in his lap. Yami then lowered his head, resting his forehead upon the smaller male's shoulder, showing no sign of moving as he took in the other's familiar presence while listening to the soft heartbeat that caught in his ears.
EVERY WORD DIED IN HIS THROAT ; every response seemed unfitting Words only a disturbance in this very moment when warmth of Yami swept through his clothes, mingled with his own body heat. Smiling slightly the raven placed a hand firmly on the back of his lover’s head ( Could he call the pirate his lover? Were they lovers? What were they? ) Let his fingers caress over the shaved skin, trace every inch of the strong neck of the older man. A content sound vibrated through his chest, a sound so natural&new to Ace that he paused for a moment before he let his fingers run through the black and surprisingly soft strands of hair on the taller man’s head.
A WARM ITCHING ; new and scary grew stronger & stronger in his chest and the former marine knew that he felt something for the man behind him, that he was attached in many ways. Smiling weakly but wider this time he couldn’t help but slightly shift his head to the side so he could press small lingering kisses on the head of his partner, hum against warm and addicting skin and show Yami how much he enjoyed their position. For once in his life he was sure where he belonged to, where his place was. ( Will you hold me every day from now on? Are you the home everyone talked about? ) Not caring about anyone else or what might will be in the future, the raven found one of his partners hands and intertwined their fingers, enjoyed the peaceful day and the silence they both desired But not the loneliness that normally followed would torture their minds today.They had each other.
FROZEN IN PLACE the raven’s body tensed up visibly after hearing those words, spoken dangerously and huskily with demand and passion edging and filling them ; Making him feel the possessiveness behind it nearly physically, as if Yami’s hand would place itself firmly against his neck or throat Reminding him of his power. Sparks of fire were slowly starting to dance across his white clothed arms as the freckled logia user turned around with a hard to read expression upon his face. His lips were pressed together in a thin line while many thoughts were flashing through his mind, haunting and swallowing him Making him realize with a chocked noise fleeing his plump lips, that he liked it to be called someone’s belonging. ( No ; not someones. Yami’s belonging. )
❝ YOU THINK so, birdie ? I am my own master. You can’t own me like a thing. I am a person and moreover a Marine. What will your buddies say when they hear that you want to make a Marine yours ? Wouldn’t they think you’re crazy ? ❞ HIS WORDS were a mere whisper, laced with a mocking and playing nature besides the usual seriousness and distance the freckled soldier seemed to be only capable of.
*pulls him down by his jacket and claims his lips* B)))
ACE WAS surprised for a moment Silvery hues widened slightly while a crimson tinge conquered his freckled cheeks but soon every thought the marine once had was replaced by chaos and heat. Kissing back hotly he tried to dominate the pirate, let his hands wander to broad shoulders to steady himself more. HE HAD NEVER felt the way he was feeling right now, so free and only caring for the here and now.
“I thought you were.... dead..” // *PREPARES HEART FOR FEELS*
Send “I thought you were dead.” for my muse’s reaction. / CLOSED / @prxvailingdarkness
THE EX MARINE swore, blood dripped down his side and his eyesight became blurrier from second to second, step by step. Ignoring the pain that nearly made him stumble to his knees a lot of times by now, the man pressed the cloth with more pressure against the slash in his side. He hated seastone weapons with a burning passion( NOT ONLY BECAUSE HE’S FIRE HIMSELF ) He hadn’t been sliced in a long time and he was sure he remembered exactly why. It sucked.
❝ BUT I’M not dead. I will be though.. Could you please pick me up, birdie? I’ll owe you one for it. I am bleeding all over the place but managed to kick their asses royally with an open side.. The cut is clean but it hurts like hell. ❞
WHISPERING through gritted teeth into the den den mushi was hard, but he managed it somehow and kicked the dead guy with the seastone sword once more into the face. He was sure Yami had heard the sound of breaking bones as well and smirked. Ace was mad, really really really mad and all he wanted was someone who’d stitch him up and a warm shower followed by some food. ( And sleeping by someone’s side, feeling the warmth that’s able to erase his nightmares and make him sleep peacefully for once. )
Crimson hues gazed around the bar they found themselves at before strong arms snaked possessively around the former marine's waist as he leaned in near the man's ear to speak in a low and husky tone; "You catch quite the eyes, yoi.."
ACE SHUDDERED as he felt Yami’s breath ghosting over his skin, hues traveling around carefully to check out if the man was right. Leaning into the contact with a small smile on his lips the raven couldn’t help but chuckle amused as he saw all those eyes lingering on him —- Practically begging for him to notice their owners. It was downright annoying, at least in his opinion. Leaning up and titling his head back, he shot Yami a rather indifferent gaze and hummed softly.
❝ I DON’T care about others looking at me. The only eyes I want on me, are yours… They will never have me. They will never be the one who’s allowed to touch me. They will never laugh with me or see me the way you do. You’re the one that I want. ❞
HE WHISPERED, eyes unguarded and open to the man The raven was bluntly as always, honest and hold nothing back even though Yami’s possessiveness made him feel special as if he was the only thing the taller man wanted, as if he was someone to be proud of to call ‘yours’ As if he was needed, desired, wished for and cared for. A warm feeling settled down and the freckled man smiled widely and softly, gaze heavy with emotions.
闇 II–Yami had been smirking and TEASING the freckled youth repeatedly throughout the day without a hint of shame as the former marine’s reactions were just too lovely for the man’s own good, making the red phoenix really ENJOY himself, far more than he had with any other individuals he had spend time with. The smaller male always seemed to bite back or even play along, making the midnight-haired male feel very smug and good. He LOVED the attention and loved to see those familiar features morph due to the things he said.
Today, however, it seemed he had hit a nerve as he was suddenly told to shut up, making Yami smirk SMUGLY, though, what happened next took the tall male by surprise, freezing the pale features as he was pushed against the nearest wall where warm lips claimed his in a intense kiss. However, once Yami finally kicked his brain into gear, he quickly, and slightly roughly, changed their positions so he was the one pushing the smaller male against the wall with his entire body, so the other couldn’t escape as a smirk pulled the full lips apart as he pushed against those warm ones with slight HUNGER, showing just how much he had wanted this.
Once his lungs demanded air, Yami broke the kiss, LICKING his lips as he leaned back to eye his handiwork with a smirk dancing on his pale features.
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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.♡
