i could build us a house

down across the sea i’d be there in a hurry

[seerius]

　　𓇢𓆸 vera, 20, se asian.　　　　𑁍 writing blog ୭ ۫ ۪ 𝆴

　　fandoms. one piece, jujutsu kaisen, bleach, hp, twd.

　　五条悟’s luvie ᐢ> ̫<ᐢ　RBYF ★ 　masterlist ♡ 　𔓘𓇢

　　　　sporadic updates. asks open, slow on reqs.

NEW ON THE MENU: ace nsfw req | shanks fluff

CURRENTLY BREWING: fake dating ace (series)

[seerius]

hello! it’s been a while ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ i’m gonna be really honest: i don’t feel motivated or inspired right now to finish anything, and i just can’t push through when i try to continue my wips. also, i feel like everything i make is bad or barely adequate idk ˃̣̣̥᷄ ᴖ ˂̣̣̥᷅ and all of these is making it hard for me to write, so i’m just gonna take a break until i feel like i could pick this back up. hope you understand & sorry ( ᴗ ̫ ᴗ ) see you when i see you !!

[seerius]

oh my gosh (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠) i’ve been so occupied with other things in my personal life these last two weeks & i’ve totally forgotten abt my wips... regular programming will be back this week hopefully 🙏🏼

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☆ Credits to others Masterlist :

☆ : I present to you my Masterlist dedicated to the other Tumblr's One Piece creators ! I only put 50 titles since the application does not allow more T_T. Many fluffs and smuts. With link, mention of authors and literary genre. If you don't know what to read, let's enjoy it here and/or go see the blogs of these authors, they are all extraordinary.

☆ Headcanons / drabbles :

"Always here for you on your worst days" ~ [One Piece boys x fem! reader] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"Sabo random hdcs" ~ [sabo] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"Think Quick ! I'm a Random Girl" ~ [One Piece boys x fem! reader] ~ by @inseobts

"Insecurities don't fit your beauty." ~ [One Piece boys x gn! reader] ~ by @aveocadeo

"One piece men as your alpha headcanons [part 2]" ~ [One piece boys x fem! reader] ~ by @sanjisleggy

"Hands on" ~ [multiple One piece boys] ~ by @rae-writes

"Affectionate Lover" ~ [One Piece Men] ~ by @pinejayy

"Wake him up !" ~ [roronoa zoro] ~ by @sleepymarimo

☆ Fluff / comfort / relationships :

"Little Miss Attitude" ~ [One Piece x fem! reader] ~ by @nanasplushy

"Cheer up, Law !!" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @nanasplushy

"Curse the surgeon !!" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @nanasplushy

"Superfan, Superfreak !" | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @nanasplushy

"*untitled* Trafalgar Law x neutr!reader" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @yukisato94

"Frequent Flyers" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @wing-ed-thing

"Important Words !!" ~ [luffy] ~ by @nanasplushy

"First mate" ~ [roronoa zoro] ~ by @zorosangell

"Sugar and Surgeon" | 1 | 2 | 3 | ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @wispitty

"Possessive Spark" ~ [eustass kid] ~ by @yeariess

"Law x gluten-intolerant soulmate" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @gav-san

"Putting the "Punk" in Punk Hazard" ~ | 1 | 2 | ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @geek55

"Blades, booze and.... Jealousy ?" ~ [roronoa zoro] ~ by @rabarazzi-02

"Don't forget your cute little stupid hat, law." ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @seerius

"Purrfect rivalry" ~ [sanji, law & kid ] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"When No one's watching" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @yeariess

"Childlike" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @alwayssassydreamer

"✩ So... jaggy punk, I have a soft spot for you..." ~ [eustass kid] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"LOVING YOU IS RED" ~ [luffy, zoro, law and sanji] ~ by @himezoro

"⛥ﾟ・。Firewood" ~ [roronoa zoro] ~ by @zorosangell

" ⛥ﾟ・。Rice crackers" ~ [roronoa zoro] ~ by @zorosangell

"Jealousy !" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @yeariess

"Ghost Law" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @rea-grimm

☆ Angst :

"Single dad" ~ [luffy, zoro, law] ~ by @lawfem

"After the Flames" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ @inseobts

"Winds of White Town" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @yeariess

☆ Smut :

"✩ a secret flavor" ~ [vismoke sanji] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"fucking the brat out of you" ~ [kid & doflamingo] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"Going down in you (part 1)" ~ [luffy, zoro, sanji, ace, sabo, law & kid] ~ by @innerfare

"✩ rising tide" ~ [kid, sanji, ace & law] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"✩ can't handle it anymore !" ~ [kid, doflamingo & crocodile] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"☆ let him cook" ~ [vismoke sanji] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"☆ heart to heart we intertwine" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"✩ how to pamper an angry punk" ~ [eustass kid] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"✩ sharing is caring" ~ [kid & killer] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"Ink desires. | T. D. W. L" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @todomochi-uwu

"☆ if I could melt your heart..." ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"Fourteen days" ~ [trafalgar law] ~ by @spacecasey

"I know you like it rough" ~ [zoro, shanks & law] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"✩ In love... with all of your curves" ~ [kid, law & shanks] ~ by @eustasskidagenda

"Getting Caught" ~ [one piece boys × fem!reader] ~ by @buggyluv

"It's getting hot in here..." ~ [luffy x zoro x sanji x fem!reader] ~ by @shy-writer-999

🌸Thank you to all the creators named here for writing so well just for us, be careful.

~ It’s over for me, I’ll see you very soon for a new headcanon '♡'

-> My masterlist ୨ৎ

[seerius]

Hi I hope you are doing well! I just read prologue for ace fanfic fake dating ace (how to lose a guy in 10 days inspired) and loved it as well as the idea of it! Can I get added to the taglist? Cant wait for the next part!

yesss, of course! 🎀 thank you so much & i am doing well, hope u are too >..< 🫶🏼

[seerius]

“have you heard? now that big mom and kaido are defeated and replaced as emperors, akagami no shanks is the only remaining original member.” a customer said, one of the regulars, showing you the newspaper showing the new four emperors of the sea.

“oh,” you replied, eyes fixed on the mugs you were pouring the drinks into. “that’s nice.” you hoped he stops talking about it already because you did hear about it, and seeing shanks’ face was something you do not enjoy now.

“yeah! makes me wonder if no one’s daring to challenge him or he’s really just so strong he always wins,” he added, and your hands were almost shaking when you put the pitcher down. “though, i guess, we would’ve heard about it if he fought someone, right?”

dusting off your hands on your apron, you smiled at him for a quick second. “who knows?”

you placed the mugs on a tray and immediately made your way to the customer’s table, itching to get away before your heart burst out of your chest.

you cursed yourself for still being so affected by him, and you cursed him for still haunting you after all these years.

you and shanks met many years ago, when he was only starting—fresh out of the oro jackson and still getting the hang of things. that time, the only crew mates he had were benn and yasopp and they were not yet aboard a striking ship.

he was nice and funny, handsome and so flirty too, but before he got to know you better, he was only acting that way in an attempt to get discounts, he admitted that himself. you two had a good laugh over it.

he definitely overstayed at your island, but according to him, he just really enjoyed being around you and he loved your company so much.

he was there for almost a year. all day, every day, by your side that for a moment you really thought he was going to ditch his ambitions for a comfortable life with you, or at the very least, even when he leaves, you’ll be the one he’s going to come home to after every end of a journey.

but you were too hopeful, or maybe it was his fault for making you believe there would be a future where it’s you and him together.

on one rainy evening, he walked into the tavern and you thought it’d just be a normal night, when all of a sudden, he told you they’d be leaving for good the next morning.

you laughed nervously, and a part of you prayed he’d be asking you to go, that he’ll ask you to join him, but all you got was a short message—that he’s grateful for the time you’ve spent together and that he’ll never forget it.

but oh, you think he did. because that was the last time you ever saw him, not a visit nor a letter. he completely sailed away without leaving anything behind for you to remember him by, he just went further and further away from you without looking back.

and maybe you didn’t have the right to still feel the way that you do because you weren’t together after all, maybe you shouldn’t be too hung up on him leaving you because you knew pirates aren’t to be trusted anyways, maybe you shouldn’t act so emotional because it’s just wasteful for someone who has probably forgotten all about you, and maybe you should stop letting your mind drift off to him when you’re already with someone else.

but on rainy nights where the skies are as dark as they were the evening he bid you goodbye; and the winds are as strong, the stars are as dim and the raindrops falling down your windows are as fast as they were, all you could think about is him and how he’s doing, how he has now accomplished being the strong and remarkable pirate he told you he wanted to be, and you wonder if he’s thinking about you too, because only on nights where the moonlight hits his favorite spot and illuminating it with a glow so distinct you could almost make out his form sitting on it is when you allow yourself to think about him, even just for a moment.

and as you watched the pouring rain hit the ground, in the new world, a red haired captain lets out a bitter smile as his finger ran across the surface of a map, the name of your island in big, bold letters as if they were screaming at his face, so loud that it muted the heavy sound of rainfall and made him stare.

an image of you flashed across his mind as he folded the paper in half. he poured himself a drink but even his favorite tasted a little bitter when he’s thinking about the life he left behind, because even when it was piracy that he first loved, it was you who made him feel like all the greatness in the world was at the palm of his hands. and on midnights like this, he couldn’t help but think of you and the vision of a life he chose to throw away, because to haunt someone is to also be haunted by them.

and as the sky above his head continued to darken the same way they did when his ship was moving away from you that night, a feeling of melancholia tugged at his heartstrings and he just hoped you’re living the life you’ve always wanted, even if he won’t ever get to see it.

a/n: 2/2 of the repost from my old blog, this was a 2023 post-wano post & it was inspired by midnight rain hahaha. like the other one, i added and edited some things. also, both reposts are shanks fics! he really has been my muse for forever #MY_MAN i love him so much

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2025 SEERIUS. don’t copy/translate or post my work elsewhere!

[seerius]

333 🍀✨

[seerius]

no one asked but here are some things i’m working on... mind you, i have an on-going series rn too lol (๑´ㅂ`๑)

i already hit 6k words on the zoro fic and it’s only the start 🙂 literally not even near halfway i’m actually gobsmacked at my own ability to YAP

[seerius]

“have you heard? now that big mom and kaido are defeated and replaced as emperors, akagami no shanks is the only remaining original member.” a customer said, one of the regulars, showing you the newspaper showing the new four emperors of the sea.

“oh,” you replied, eyes fixed on the mugs you were pouring the drinks into. “that’s nice.” you hoped he stops talking about it already because you did hear about it, and seeing shanks’ face was something you do not enjoy now.

“yeah! makes me wonder if no one’s daring to challenge him or he’s really just so strong he always wins,” he added, and your hands were almost shaking when you put the pitcher down. “though, i guess, we would’ve heard about it if he fought someone, right?”

dusting off your hands on your apron, you smiled at him for a quick second. “who knows?”

you placed the mugs on a tray and immediately made your way to the customer’s table, itching to get away before your heart burst out of your chest.

you cursed yourself for still being so affected by him, and you cursed him for still haunting you after all these years.

you and shanks met many years ago, when he was only starting—fresh out of the oro jackson and still getting the hang of things. that time, the only crew mates he had were benn and yasopp and they were not yet aboard a striking ship.

he was nice and funny, handsome and so flirty too, but before he got to know you better, he was only acting that way in an attempt to get discounts, he admitted that himself. you two had a good laugh over it.

he definitely overstayed at your island, but according to him, he just really enjoyed being around you and he loved your company so much.

he was there for almost a year. all day, every day, by your side that for a moment you really thought he was going to ditch his ambitions for a comfortable life with you, or at the very least, even when he leaves, you’ll be the one he’s going to come home to after every end of a journey.

but you were too hopeful, or maybe it was his fault for making you believe there would be a future where it’s you and him together.

on one rainy evening, he walked into the tavern and you thought it’d just be a normal night, when all of a sudden, he told you they’d be leaving for good the next morning.

you laughed nervously, and a part of you prayed he’d be asking you to go, that he’ll ask you to join him, but all you got was a short message—that he’s grateful for the time you’ve spent together and that he’ll never forget it.

but oh, you think he did. because that was the last time you ever saw him, not a visit nor a letter. he completely sailed away without leaving anything behind for you to remember him by, he just went further and further away from you without looking back.

and maybe you didn’t have the right to still feel the way that you do because you weren’t together after all, maybe you shouldn’t be too hung up on him leaving you because you knew pirates aren’t to be trusted anyways, maybe you shouldn’t act so emotional because it’s just wasteful for someone who has probably forgotten all about you, and maybe you should stop letting your mind drift off to him when you’re already with someone else.

but on rainy nights where the skies are as dark as they were the evening he bid you goodbye; and the winds are as strong, the stars are as dim and the raindrops falling down your windows are as fast as they were, all you could think about is him and how he’s doing, how he has now accomplished being the strong and remarkable pirate he told you he wanted to be, and you wonder if he’s thinking about you too, because only on nights where the moonlight hits his favorite spot and illuminating it with a glow so distinct you could almost make out his form sitting on it is when you allow yourself to think about him, even just for a moment.

and as you watched the pouring rain hit the ground, in the new world, a red haired captain lets out a bitter smile as his finger ran across the surface of a map, the name of your island in big, bold letters as if they were screaming at his face, so loud that it muted the heavy sound of rainfall and made him stare.

an image of you flashed across his mind as he folded the paper in half. he poured himself a drink but even his favorite tasted a little bitter when he’s thinking about the life he left behind, because even when it was piracy that he first loved, it was you who made him feel like all the greatness in the world was at the palm of his hands. and on midnights like this, he couldn’t help but think of you and the vision of a life he chose to throw away, because to haunt someone is to also be haunted by them.

and as the sky above his head continued to darken the same way they did when his ship was moving away from you that night, a feeling of melancholia tugged at his heartstrings and he just hoped you’re living the life you’ve always wanted, even if he won’t ever get to see it.

a/n: 2/2 of the repost from my old blog, this was a 2023 post-wano post & it was inspired by midnight rain hahaha. like the other one, i added and edited some things. also, both reposts are shanks fics! he really has been my muse for forever #MY_MAN i love him so much

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2025 SEERIUS. don’t copy/translate or post my work elsewhere!

[seerius]

◠⠀𖨂 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦 | prologue ⠀۫⠀𓂂⠀◌

ace is a serial dater who’s never had a serious relationship with someone; you’re a hopeless romantic who’s too picky to actually date. crossing paths with each other through sheer desperation, you both learn how it feels to find true love, and to lose it. how to lose a guy in 10 days!au.

ᝰ.ᐟ pairing: portgas d. ace x f!reader

ᝰ.ᐟ tags for this chapter: 1.4k words, profanities, slight angst maybe? reader’s wants are dismissed by her boss who doesn’t have the best personality + garp & ace argument, basically just a teaser :]

ᝰ.ᐟ a/n: this idea is a fossil, i found it deep in my bronze age blog’s drafts a while back and i’m only getting around to it now. lmk what u think and check out the masterpost for more deets + if u wanna be tagged in the future!

masterpost | ao3 | next chapter →

“How many times do I have to tell you, dear?” Linlin, your boss and the owner of Charlotte Magazines, said as she leaned back on her swivel chair in that ghastly color of hot pink you and your girls like to poke fun at. “You’re my how-to girl, y/n, and you’re good at that so stick with it.”

“But, Lin—”

“When a woman opens our magazine, it’s because she wants to read about the current style trends and meal plans, not global affairs, please.” she cut you off with a huff, “I simply don’t care about this, and that’s final.”

You slumped on your chair with a defeated sigh, turning your laptop around and closing the document you spent the whole weekend writing. “Then I… I don’t know yet what’s gonna be next for my column,”

“Hm,” she muttered, reading something on her phone. “Hold on, my daughter is blowing up my phone—I mean, I told her that prick wasn’t gonna give her the world, it’s honestly a miracle they even lasted a week.”

She put her phone down with a sigh and looked you over like she was trying to remember why you were there in the first place. Her brows furrowed for a moment like she’s thinking about something, before a smile broke open her egregiously bright red lips, “You know, my daughter tends to be easily attached to the guys she dates, sometimes I think it’s the reason they don’t last.”

You gaped, at a loss for words. One, why was she talking to you about her daughter, and two, her daughter’s dating habits were none of your concern. You just raised an eyebrow with a hesitant smile as you let her continue.

“I tell her, sweetie, maybe do not hog him too much and for the love of god, stop coddling that grown ass man.” she went on, “So, now I’m thinking, maybe that could be the core of your next how-to issue!”

“Right, how exactly?” you asked with a wince, slowly closing the screen of your laptop.

“Well, you could start by dating a guy, and then driving him off using the common mistakes most women, like my daughter, and probably half of our readers make!”

“Uhm, Linlin—”

“How to lose a guy in 10 days,” she said with a smile, gesturing in the air with her hands. “It’s perfect.”

You opened and closed your mouth for a few seconds, not knowing which of your many questions to ask first, but you were so taken aback you could only get out, “Why ten days?”

“Because five days is too short and we go to press in eleven,” she replied, putting her glasses on and completely turning her attention to her computer. “Now, go, y/n, find your little guy.”

Seeing as there wasn’t anything to be done anymore, you just sighed and stood up, grabbing your laptop and walking towards the door dejectedly. As soon as you shut the door, you felt your phone buzz in your pocket.

heyyy, got busy with the planning ;( tables are done tho! i got you two seats bcs u said u were seeing a guy last time we talked & i might have told mom abt it oops? hiyori & perona hv separate invites

You cursed as you clicked the notification bubble, opening the text conversation with your sister, Koala.

don’t be maddd xx

i told her it’s nothing serious like u said but she insisted u bring him to the wedding lol u know how she is with u and dating so i just agreed

You facepalmed in frustration. That “guy” you told your sister about was a sports magazine dude you only flirted with in hopes of scoring tickets to a game, but obviously you couldn’t really tell her that so you made some things up. Now, you got your tickets and that guy is out of your life, and even if he wasn’t, there was no way in hell you’d let him tag along to her wedding.

You nibbled on your bottom lip as you tried thinking of something to say to her but you were stumped. “Damn it,”

Then, you remembered where you were.

Oh!

Maybe, you could use the guy you’ll be fake dating for this hell spawn article. It fits, your sister’s wedding was exactly ten days from now too, so perhaps, this whole thing may actually contribute something to your life in the end.

You bit down on your lip hard as you typed on your phone.

alright xx see you in ten days love you

“Shit! Shit!” Ace sputtered, raising his arms above his head and sidestepping to avoid the crystal goblet his grandfather threw in his direction. “Pops, come on! That was a Swarovski crystal, you know?”

“I don’t give a shit what kind of crystal it was!” his grandfather, Garp, replied angrily. “And I bet, it’s still cheaper than the amount of money you burned—yet again—dilly dallying with some new chick you picked up somewhere!”

Luffy covered his mouth with a hand, trying to stifle a laugh, as he watched the show unfold from his place on the couch. Ace sent him a glare, mouthing fuck you, when his grandfather looked down to fix his shirt.

“I swear to god, Ace, pull one more of that womanizer stint and you’ll learn something the hard way.” Garp warned, “We have a very important business gala in eleven days, and if you saunter in there with a hooker like you did on my birthday two years ago, you won’t be getting any penny from me, or the company. Mark my words.”

Ace clicked his tongue in annoyance, brushing his hair back and looking away. “Guess I’ll be flying solo, then.”

“No,” Garp said. “The press, they’re stirring something about inheritance and some other bullshit, and it’s bad for the image. I want you to find a decent—for the love of god, Ace, decent—date, someone with a proper background and good breeding. They need to see, at least for now, that in time, you’ll settle with someone and have children.”

“What?!” he couldn’t help but raise his voice in disbelief. He saw Luffy in the corner of his eye falling back on the couch and covering his face with a pillow to muffle his laugh.

“Don’t shout at me, boy.” Garp barked, “You’re my heir, you should set a good example. You know what they’re saying in the tabloids? That when I die, and the company passes to you, you’ll be a one day millionaire and the legacy will burst into flames! And with the way you’re going with your life, maybe they have a point!”

“Why do I have to marry and have children?” Ace replied, frustratedly. “After me, Luffy’s the heir!”

Garp rolled his eyes and looked behind to his other grandson. “As much of a troublemaker you are, Ace, you’re at least capable of running the company. I didn’t send you to business school for a good laugh. Your brother, on the other hand, would sooner join his father’s ridiculous NGO than run the company.”

“He’s right!” Luffy replied, albeit it sounded muffled.

“I can’t have the company I worked for my whole life just disappear because you don’t take anything in your life seriously!” Garp exclaimed. “This is our life, and it’s what funds your lavish lifestyle, Ace, you’d do well to remember that. If you keep taking advantage of it then perhaps, you don’t deserve it.”

Ace could only let out a dry laugh, his jaw was set and his fists were clenched as he glared at nothing in particular, mulling over his grandfather’s words.

“If you don’t do what I say, Ace, I’ll arrange a marriage for you and confine you into the walls of the fucking tower to work, seeing how forgiving I’ve been of your messing around.” Garp said, his voice was drained out of its usual playfulness. “And you best believe I’ll announce it that day. This whole game of yours? It ends now.”

Ace gawked at his grandfather’s retreating figure, totally at a loss for words. Even Luffy stopped laughing, looking at his brother with concern in his face.

“Fuckin’ old bat,” he muttered under his breath when his grandfather disappeared, nails digging deeper into his palms as he tried to stop himself from destroying everything within his reach.

Where exactly would he find a decent date with proper background and good breeding in ten days? And how the fuck would he even do it?

Ace rubbed his face in frustration. “Luffy, you’re going with me for drinks, come on.”

next chapter → | masterpost

taglist: @acesdiary @aikopen @amethystamarante @arijade7 @alextiuu @bluebells013 @certain-tragedies @loserbee14 @joyznewsletter @ramielll @ttalgi @na-shi-n0 @sporkslol @qualitypandaparadise @itsmugiwarasfault @tenisreads @shortstackpanda @lalalalalalalaokokokokokokok

a/n: having a taglist is lowk embarrassing, i feel like im serving disappointment on a silver platter idk... (im so critical abt myself T.T)

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2025 SEERIUS. don’t copy/translate or post my work elsewhere!

[seerius]

◠⠀𖨂 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦 | portgas d. ace ⠀۫⠀𓂂⠀◌

ace is a serial dater who’s never had a serious relationship with someone; you’re a hopeless romantic who’s too picky to actually date. crossing paths with each other through sheer desperation, you both learn how it feels to find true love, and to lose it.

or alternatively,

you had less than two weeks to work on an article and find a date for your sister’s wedding, and ace was one fling away from being disowned by his grandfather so he needed to look for someone who’d be his girlfriend for show—although he wouldn’t tell her that just yet.

❋ f!reader, fake dating trope, fluff, slight angst, hurt/comfort, eventual happy ending, inspired by the movie how to lose a guy in 10 days, third person, profanities, explicit language, suggestive, use of y/n, petnames, and just the typical clichés of fake dating tbh.

⪩⪨⠀CHAPTERS 𓏸 𓈒

prologue 🆕

night zero

day one

day two

day three

day four

day five

day six

day seven

day eight

day nine

day ten

day eleven

ending

taglist: open! lmk in the comments below if you want to be tagged when i update ♡

some notes: english isn’t my first language so there may be grammatical errors and typos </3, ace and luffy are brothers in this but sabo is a friend/acquaintance, he’s the groom lol, r’s sister is koala, and the rest of the people are op characters too because i just don’t wanna be bothered making up names for ocs lol T.T there’s a lot of op characters to spare anw!

[seerius]

people often perceive akagami no shanks as this brutal, cold-hearted person—a textbook pirate, if you may—after all, he’s an emperor of the sea. they see him as someone who is mean and cruel, who won’t hesitate to kill or hurt anyone regardless of their age and gender, or status in life.

but that’s because they don’t know him, because they don’t know him the way you do and perhaps, they never will. they’ll never have the luxury to see him for who he really is, the way he’s just shanks. your shanks.

he is sunshine and firecrackers and raindrops falling over your head, he is a field of daisies, he is each and every extraordinary thing in your life, he is joyful sea shanties and running all across town. he is smart, and sweet, and caring. he can be playful, but still be the commanding leader and captain that he is.

he is also rust on your door, a big softie, that broken door knob that nobody ever fixes, the unruly tides and restless ocean waves. he is the loud voice in the back of your head coaxing you into doing things you’ve never tried before—he is never perfect, but to you, he is perfectly fine.

he is the pure and complete manifestation of happiness and serenity to you and that’s why regardless of his flaws, and wrongs, and imperfections, you love him more than anything in this world—more than how much you can give.

he isn’t all smiles every hour of the day, and there are times where he can be truly overbearing, but in him is where you found the true meaning of life: to live. and with him, you promised to make every moment of your life worth living. as long as you two are together, you’re going to live to the fullest—without stopping and with no regrets.

when you first met him at a dingy bar in a town he and the crew were staying at, you were bruised and injured, eyes droopy as you tried to ease your breathing against the wall. he passed by you on the way to get a refill and shamelessly blurted out how you were absolutely beautiful. he was young, then, and so were you. it felt like a lifetime ago.

when he asked you to join his crew, you laughed out loud and asked if he was only planning to make you a maid or such, he looked at you wordlessly, as if he couldn’t believe what you just said, then he confessed his love for you then and there, with the crew giggling and fawning at you both.

when he first kissed you, it was absolute chaos—heavy rain was pouring and the ship was rocking so hard, everybody was making sure the ship stayed afloat and you two were at the side, trying to determine a different course of route to avoid the eye of the storm. he mindlessly pulled you closer and grazed his thumb over your lips, he asked if he could kiss you and with all that was happening, all you could do was nod. afterwards, he said it calmed him down to which you only smiled because you were preoccupied, and also too busy exchanging suggestions with building snake to notice how flushed he had become.

and right now, boo boo the fool is sitting in front of you, trying so hard to make a flower crown with one hand even though you already told him multiple times how impossible it would be.

“i can do this baby, trust me,” he glanced at you for a second before turning his attention back to the plethora of flowers on his lap. “you’ve been a little quiet there. whatcha thinking about, hmm? not used to you not being a motormouth.”

“oh, shut up!” you laughed as you threw wildflowers at his direction. “i was thinking about you, actually.”

“my, my, are you falling in love with me again? my charm is so irresistible, i apologize.” he joked but you could see how his smile twitched as his little project continued to get messier.

he looked like an absolute idiot: one hand desperately trying to craft a crown of delicate flowers that already looked like they were wilting after all the stress they’ve been through in the last couple of minutes, his hair was pulled back by your fluffy hairband, and beads of sweat gathered on his forehead.

you continued to tease him and poke fun at his flower crown but truly, it is during times like this where you totally feel pitiful for those who don’t know him, and also utterly grateful that amidst his busy life as a captain and emperor, he still manages to just sit down and bask in a relaxing moment with you.

“y’know, snake said there’s an island we can dock in tomorrow morning. let’s go on a date as soon as we land, yeah?” he said without looking up. “it’s been a while since the last one, ahh, have i been neglecting you, baby?”

“no, you haven’t, silly! plus we went out in that little island last week.”

“that’s long, genius.” he playfully replied, clicking his tongue in annoyance when some of the petals flew to the side. “seven days without having you to myself for the whole day? it’s torture, even.”

“whatever...”

you looked down and pretended to count the petals that fell on the ground in an attempt to hide the blush that had spread quickly across your face.

sure, you sometimes feel bad for the people who will never get to know shanks the way you do (because that’s really sad for them) but you’re thankful, for the most part, that it is you who sees him in all his glory, it is you who sees him unravel and it is only you who knows every intricacy, complexity and obscurity of him by heart. you’re the one who really, really knows him and has every aspect of his whole being memorized like the back of your hand.

and you won’t have it any other way.

a/n: this is a repost from my old blog from 2022, i just added some things & edited the parts that made me roll my eyes lol. if u recognize the blog, no you don’t T.T i’m only reposting 2 works from there (this being one) bc everything else make me cringe ahhhhh

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[seerius]

◠⠀𖨂 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦 | prologue ⠀۫⠀𓂂⠀◌

ace is a serial dater who’s never had a serious relationship with someone; you’re a hopeless romantic who’s too picky to actually date. crossing paths with each other through sheer desperation, you both learn how it feels to find true love, and to lose it. how to lose a guy in 10 days!au.

ᝰ.ᐟ pairing: portgas d. ace x f!reader

ᝰ.ᐟ tags for this chapter: 1.4k words, profanities, slight angst maybe? reader’s wants are dismissed by her boss who doesn’t have the best personality + garp & ace argument, basically just a teaser :]

ᝰ.ᐟ a/n: this idea is a fossil, i found it deep in my bronze age blog’s drafts a while back and i’m only getting around to it now. lmk what u think and check out the masterpost for more deets + if u wanna be tagged in the future!

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“How many times do I have to tell you, dear?” Linlin, your boss and the owner of Charlotte Magazines, said as she leaned back on her swivel chair in that ghastly color of hot pink you and your girls like to poke fun at. “You’re my how-to girl, y/n, and you’re good at that so stick with it.”

“But, Lin—”

“When a woman opens our magazine, it’s because she wants to read about the current style trends and meal plans, not global affairs, please.” she cut you off with a huff, “I simply don’t care about this, and that’s final.”

You slumped on your chair with a defeated sigh, turning your laptop around and closing the document you spent the whole weekend writing. “Then I… I don’t know yet what’s gonna be next for my column,”

“Hm,” she muttered, reading something on her phone. “Hold on, my daughter is blowing up my phone—I mean, I told her that prick wasn’t gonna give her the world, it’s honestly a miracle they even lasted a week.”

She put her phone down with a sigh and looked you over like she was trying to remember why you were there in the first place. Her brows furrowed for a moment like she’s thinking about something, before a smile broke open her egregiously bright red lips, “You know, my daughter tends to be easily attached to the guys she dates, sometimes I think it’s the reason they don’t last.”

You gaped, at a loss for words. One, why was she talking to you about her daughter, and two, her daughter’s dating habits were none of your concern. You just raised an eyebrow with a hesitant smile as you let her continue.

“I tell her, sweetie, maybe do not hog him too much and for the love of god, stop coddling that grown ass man.” she went on, “So, now I’m thinking, maybe that could be the core of your next how-to issue!”

“Right, how exactly?” you asked with a wince, slowly closing the screen of your laptop.

“Well, you could start by dating a guy, and then driving him off using the common mistakes most women, like my daughter, and probably half of our readers make!”

“Uhm, Linlin—”

“How to lose a guy in 10 days,” she said with a smile, gesturing in the air with her hands. “It’s perfect.”

You opened and closed your mouth for a few seconds, not knowing which of your many questions to ask first, but you were so taken aback you could only get out, “Why ten days?”

“Because five days is too short and we go to press in eleven,” she replied, putting her glasses on and completely turning her attention to her computer. “Now, go, y/n, find your little guy.”

Seeing as there wasn’t anything to be done anymore, you just sighed and stood up, grabbing your laptop and walking towards the door dejectedly. As soon as you shut the door, you felt your phone buzz in your pocket.

heyyy, got busy with the planning ;( tables are done tho! i got you two seats bcs u said u were seeing a guy last time we talked & i might have told mom abt it oops? hiyori & perona hv separate invites

You cursed as you clicked the notification bubble, opening the text conversation with your sister, Koala.

don’t be maddd xx

i told her it’s nothing serious like u said but she insisted u bring him to the wedding lol u know how she is with u and dating so i just agreed

You facepalmed in frustration. That “guy” you told your sister about was a sports magazine dude you only flirted with in hopes of scoring tickets to a game, but obviously you couldn’t really tell her that so you made some things up. Now, you got your tickets and that guy is out of your life, and even if he wasn’t, there was no way in hell you’d let him tag along to her wedding.

You nibbled on your bottom lip as you tried thinking of something to say to her but you were stumped. “Damn it,”

Then, you remembered where you were.

Oh!

Maybe, you could use the guy you’ll be fake dating for this hell spawn article. It fits, your sister’s wedding was exactly ten days from now too, so perhaps, this whole thing may actually contribute something to your life in the end.

You bit down on your lip hard as you typed on your phone.

alright xx see you in ten days love you

“Shit! Shit!” Ace sputtered, raising his arms above his head and sidestepping to avoid the crystal goblet his grandfather threw in his direction. “Pops, come on! That was a Swarovski crystal, you know?”

“I don’t give a shit what kind of crystal it was!” his grandfather, Garp, replied angrily. “And I bet, it’s still cheaper than the amount of money you burned—yet again—dilly dallying with some new chick you picked up somewhere!”

Luffy covered his mouth with a hand, trying to stifle a laugh, as he watched the show unfold from his place on the couch. Ace sent him a glare, mouthing fuck you, when his grandfather looked down to fix his shirt.

“I swear to god, Ace, pull one more of that womanizer stint and you’ll learn something the hard way.” Garp warned, “We have a very important business gala in eleven days, and if you saunter in there with a hooker like you did on my birthday two years ago, you won’t be getting any penny from me, or the company. Mark my words.”

Ace clicked his tongue in annoyance, brushing his hair back and looking away. “Guess I’ll be flying solo, then.”

“No,” Garp said. “The press, they’re stirring something about inheritance and some other bullshit, and it’s bad for the image. I want you to find a decent—for the love of god, Ace, decent—date, someone with a proper background and good breeding. They need to see, at least for now, that in time, you’ll settle with someone and have children.”

“What?!” he couldn’t help but raise his voice in disbelief. He saw Luffy in the corner of his eye falling back on the couch and covering his face with a pillow to muffle his laugh.

“Don’t shout at me, boy.” Garp barked, “You’re my heir, you should set a good example. You know what they’re saying in the tabloids? That when I die, and the company passes to you, you’ll be a one day millionaire and the legacy will burst into flames! And with the way you’re going with your life, maybe they have a point!”

“Why do I have to marry and have children?” Ace replied, frustratedly. “After me, Luffy’s the heir!”

Garp rolled his eyes and looked behind to his other grandson. “As much of a troublemaker you are, Ace, you’re at least capable of running the company. I didn’t send you to business school for a good laugh. Your brother, on the other hand, would sooner join his father’s ridiculous NGO than run the company.”

“He’s right!” Luffy replied, albeit it sounded muffled.

“I can’t have the company I worked for my whole life just disappear because you don’t take anything in your life seriously!” Garp exclaimed. “This is our life, and it’s what funds your lavish lifestyle, Ace, you’d do well to remember that. If you keep taking advantage of it then perhaps, you don’t deserve it.”

Ace could only let out a dry laugh, his jaw was set and his fists were clenched as he glared at nothing in particular, mulling over his grandfather’s words.

“If you don’t do what I say, Ace, I’ll arrange a marriage for you and confine you into the walls of the fucking tower to work, seeing how forgiving I’ve been of your messing around.” Garp said, his voice was drained out of its usual playfulness. “And you best believe I’ll announce it that day. This whole game of yours? It ends now.”

Ace gawked at his grandfather’s retreating figure, totally at a loss for words. Even Luffy stopped laughing, looking at his brother with concern in his face.

“Fuckin’ old bat,” he muttered under his breath when his grandfather disappeared, nails digging deeper into his palms as he tried to stop himself from destroying everything within his reach.

Where exactly would he find a decent date with proper background and good breeding in ten days? And how the fuck would he even do it?

Ace rubbed his face in frustration. “Luffy, you’re going with me for drinks, come on.”

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[seerius]

people often perceive akagami no shanks as this brutal, cold-hearted person—a textbook pirate, if you may—after all, he’s an emperor of the sea. they see him as someone who is mean and cruel, who won’t hesitate to kill or hurt anyone regardless of their age and gender, or status in life.

but that’s because they don’t know him, because they don’t know him the way you do and perhaps, they never will. they’ll never have the luxury to see him for who he really is, the way he’s just shanks. your shanks.

he is sunshine and firecrackers and raindrops falling over your head, he is a field of daisies, he is each and every extraordinary thing in your life, he is joyful sea shanties and running all across town. he is smart, and sweet, and caring. he can be playful, but still be the commanding leader and captain that he is.

he is also rust on your door, a big softie, that broken door knob that nobody ever fixes, the unruly tides and restless ocean waves. he is the loud voice in the back of your head coaxing you into doing things you’ve never tried before—he is never perfect, but to you, he is perfectly fine.

he is the pure and complete manifestation of happiness and serenity to you and that’s why regardless of his flaws, and wrongs, and imperfections, you love him more than anything in this world—more than how much you can give.

he isn’t all smiles every hour of the day, and there are times where he can be truly overbearing, but in him is where you found the true meaning of life: to live. and with him, you promised to make every moment of your life worth living. as long as you two are together, you’re going to live to the fullest—without stopping and with no regrets.

when you first met him at a dingy bar in a town he and the crew were staying at, you were bruised and injured, eyes droopy as you tried to ease your breathing against the wall. he passed by you on the way to get a refill and shamelessly blurted out how you were absolutely beautiful. he was young, then, and so were you. it felt like a lifetime ago.

when he asked you to join his crew, you laughed out loud and asked if he was only planning to make you a maid or such, he looked at you wordlessly, as if he couldn’t believe what you just said, then he confessed his love for you then and there, with the crew giggling and fawning at you both.

when he first kissed you, it was absolute chaos—heavy rain was pouring and the ship was rocking so hard, everybody was making sure the ship stayed afloat and you two were at the side, trying to determine a different course of route to avoid the eye of the storm. he mindlessly pulled you closer and grazed his thumb over your lips, he asked if he could kiss you and with all that was happening, all you could do was nod. afterwards, he said it calmed him down to which you only smiled because you were preoccupied, and also too busy exchanging suggestions with building snake to notice how flushed he had become.

and right now, boo boo the fool is sitting in front of you, trying so hard to make a flower crown with one hand even though you already told him multiple times how impossible it would be.

“i can do this baby, trust me,” he glanced at you for a second before turning his attention back to the plethora of flowers on his lap. “you’ve been a little quiet there. whatcha thinking about, hmm? not used to you not being a motormouth.”

“oh, shut up!” you laughed as you threw wildflowers at his direction. “i was thinking about you, actually.”

“my, my, are you falling in love with me again? my charm is so irresistible, i apologize.” he joked but you could see how his smile twitched as his little project continued to get messier.

he looked like an absolute idiot: one hand desperately trying to craft a crown of delicate flowers that already looked like they were wilting after all the stress they’ve been through in the last couple of minutes, his hair was pulled back by your fluffy hairband, and beads of sweat gathered on his forehead.

you continued to tease him and poke fun at his flower crown but truly, it is during times like this where you totally feel pitiful for those who don’t know him, and also utterly grateful that amidst his busy life as a captain and emperor, he still manages to just sit down and bask in a relaxing moment with you.

“y’know, snake said there’s an island we can dock in tomorrow morning. let’s go on a date as soon as we land, yeah?” he said without looking up. “it’s been a while since the last one, ahh, have i been neglecting you, baby?”

“no, you haven’t, silly! plus we went out in that little island last week.”

“that’s long, genius.” he playfully replied, clicking his tongue in annoyance when some of the petals flew to the side. “seven days without having you to myself for the whole day? it’s torture, even.”

“whatever...”

you looked down and pretended to count the petals that fell on the ground in an attempt to hide the blush that had spread quickly across your face.

sure, you sometimes feel bad for the people who will never get to know shanks the way you do (because that’s really sad for them) but you’re thankful, for the most part, that it is you who sees him in all his glory, it is you who sees him unravel and it is only you who knows every intricacy, complexity and obscurity of him by heart. you’re the one who really, really knows him and has every aspect of his whole being memorized like the back of your hand.

and you won’t have it any other way.

a/n: this is a repost from my old blog from 2022, i just added some things & edited the parts that made me roll my eyes lol. if u recognize the blog, no you don’t T.T i’m only reposting 2 works from there (this being one) bc everything else make me cringe ahhhhh

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2025 SEERIUS. don’t copy/translate or post my work elsewhere!

[seerius]

i hit 3♡♡ ! thank you so, so much loves (୨୧ᵕ̤ᴗᵕ̤)

[seerius]

hiii!! i love ur blog so far,, its so cutesy and well written (esp shanks) ! could i please req reader teasing ace throughout the day and kinda frustrating him until they finally getting a private moment w reader and just going raw and rough

i see you, little fiend! [loving] i get it, though. thank you for the compliments & the request, tho i hv to warn u idk what happened . just bashful smut i literally have no words, i don’t even write actual smut but i did this in one sitting, something came over me. tags: 2.4k, teasing, explicit language, jerking off, slight fingering, raw sex (plz wrap it up!!), oral fixation, breeding kink, “baby” “babe” “pretty”, dirty talk [GUNSHOTS] also not proofread T.T gootbye!

a/n: also guyz.. if u like ace maybe consider checking out my htlagi10d!au series right here hnnnggg thx babye

the moment he woke up, he knew something was up. he stretched and rolled over only to not feel you on his side, forcing him awake.

“up, up!” you said from near the door as you watched him fight a losing battle of getting up. “i have kitchen duty today, babe. see you later!”

“huh?” he grumbled. you two usually leave side by side even with your respective duties and besides, you hate kitchen duty, if anything, you should be the one being dragged out of that bed by him.

but he couldn’t dwell on it too much because he was still sleepy and because you were already outside by the time he could form coherent thoughts.

❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞

“mornin’ everyone!” he greeted upon reaching the deck, now freshened up and fully awake. he quickly scanned the area for you but he didn’t see you anywhere.

“has anyone seen y/n?” he asked every crew member he passed by, only to be met with a unanimous no from everybody. he trudged a path to the kitchen and practically slammed the door open when he arrived.

“ace, i swear to god,” thatch said, raising his wooden ladle as he turned to glare at him. “bang open my door again and i will spin you across the floor.”

“jeez, sorry, thatch!” he replied, sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “where’s y/n?”

thatch raised an eyebrow in confusion, “shouldn’t you know?”

“but she told me she had kitchen duty!” ace replied, just as confused.

“no, she doesn’t, that i’d know. maybe she finally realized she doesn’t like your sleeping habits and got tired, whatever.” thatch grumbled in reply, focusing back on his soup.

ace left the kitchen in a daze, walking aimlessly when a sudden tug pulled him out of his daydream, and he found himself inside a dim broom closet.

“babe?!” ace whisper-screamed, peering down at you pressed against him, pushing his back into the wall. “i’ve been looking for you!”

“mhmm, sorry,” you mumbled, running your fingers across his chest and tracing his bare abs. “i was pranking you! did it work?”

did it work? he couldn’t even begin to form an answer because your lips were trailing all over his neck, making him jittery and nervous. his palms opened and closed in his sides, breath hitching and his adam’s apple bobbed up-and-down as your flutter of kisses went lower and lower, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

“baby? i asked you a question,” you said, pulling away and looking up at him like you didn’t just cause his dick to strain against his boxers.

“oh! uhm,” he gulped, body hot all over. “sorry, what was the question again?”

you giggled, looking down at his shorts that now had a very obvious hard on. you reached out an index finger to run lightly across the bulge, making him whimper, up and up until it found its way into the waistband of his shorts, you pulled him closer by tugging at it, and the mere contact of his growing erection against your body was enough to make him moan lowly. his hands slowly reached out to you, pressing against your waist, but you lightly pushed him off upon contact.

his back pressed against the wall again and before he knew it, you were already two steps away from the door. “find me when you know the answer, cowboy.”

“wh—what…” he sputtered out breathlessly. he was looking for you and then he found you but now you’re gone again and he’s left inside the dimly lit broom closet with a very prominent hard on. he couldn’t believe what was happening to him.

he groaned as he bumped his head against the wall, a hand coming up to his eyes in disbelief and the other cupping the strain in his shorts. what the fuck was he supposed to do now? jack off inside the tiny room they kept cleaning tools and the most random paraphernalias in?

well, that was what he did. it was all your fault, he repeated in his head over and over as he fisted his cock as quietly as he could. he felt like a fucking pervert!

❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞

as soon as he got things under control, he left the room as discreetly as possible, making sure he looked somewhat normal. he still felt hot but he blamed it on his power at the time, and he walked with only one purpose in mind: to find you and to finish what you started in the comfort of your room’s four walls.

he spotted you, eventually, talking to whitebeard as you poured a drink in your own cup. he was about to approach when somebody pulled on his arm.

“there you are-yoi,”

you have got to be fucking kidding me. ace thought before he turned his head around to face marco, “man, i have to—”

“commanders’ meeting, now. come on, save your bothering-y/n-time for later.” marco cut him off, tilting his head a little to glance at you and whitebeard talking.

“i wasn’t gonna—how did you even—”

“it’s all you do-yoi.” he couldn’t do anything when marco started dragging him, but he did look back—and he wished he didn’t—and made direct eye-contact with you. whitebeard looked at his direction as well so you took that chance to blow a kiss for him and his mind went back to the little broom closet moment you shared, causing his face to heat up once more.

it was early, and he was going to die.

❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞

he didn’t see you for the rest of the morning due to the meeting, and afterwards, he had to attend to his duties as second division captain which took up pretty much the entire afternoon. he only got to rest when the sun started setting and it was already about time for dinner.

he seeked you out as soon as he finished his tasks for the day, quite literally bouncing off the floors and whipping his head around to look for you.

he bumped into thatch along the way, “oh, hey, ace! you’d love the dinner i made, it’ll be ready in like half an hour maybe. did you like the lunch? i had it sent to you because they told me you were busy.”

his mind was reeling, he barely understood thatch’s words to him. “it was great, thatch. have you seen y/n?”

“seriously? you’ve asked me that question twice today.” the man answered with a laugh as he walked away.

ace paused for a second, and decided he should check in your shared room so that’s what he did. he hasn’t stopped thinking about you since the morning, having to tuck his shorts every once in a while like some hormonal teenage boy every time his mind wandered off to the thought of you.

he didn’t even think he could finish his tasks because all he could think about was you, but his desperation to get fucked drove him to wrap everything up so he could finally get to have you. alone.

he saw you in a corner, looking down at some memo pad, on his way to the room, and his movements were like lightning as he immediately pulled you to him and to the room.

“hey!” you yelped, dropping the pad on the floor and reaching out a hand to it but ace was far stronger than you and his grip was like iron.

he pushed you inside the cabin without a thought but still made sure to lock the door. he was already panting as he removed his hat and threw it across the room, looking into your eyes with his own blown-out pupils.

“ace,” you started, making sure to flash him your sweet smile.

he just shook his head before his hand snaked around your nape, pulling you into a kiss. it was hot and feverish, all teeth clashing and tongue lapping as his other hand fumbled with his belt.

you heard a light thud and clink of a metal as it fell on the ground and he directed you towards the table because it was nearer than your bed. he caged you between his body and the wooden desk, pulling his shorts and boxers down in one go before caging you with his legs on both sides of your own.

“i remember it now, the question,” he croaked out, one hand affectionately rubbing on your cheek and the other running up and down his length in slow motions. you couldn’t speak, choosing instead to watch his slow, steady strokes and already imagining it inside of you, causing wetness to pool in your panties. it went on for a few seconds, until he switched to pulling your shirt off. you followed obediently, unclasping your bra while he took it upon himself to haphazardly pull down your bottoms.

you kicked it off to the side, followed by your bra, and his hands were just as quick to move. two fingers running across your pussy and his other hand pawed at your boob causing you to moan, his head fell on your shoulder, breathing ragged as he played with your slick.

“and i know the answer, baby, it really did.” he whispered over you ear before he pushed off the items on top of the table and placed you to sit on it with ease. “i’m sorry, pretty, i can’t wait anymore.”

he pushed you down and folded your raised legs, holding them both wide open with his hands as he slowly pushed himself inside of you, making you moan in unison.

“fuck…” he groaned, halting himself. “ah, shit,”

“mhmmmf, ace, why’d you stop?” you asked in a whisper when you felt only his tip.

“jus’ hold on a sec, baby,” he replied, eyes glued into the conjunction of your bodies. “if i move, i might cum.”

“huh?” you huffed out with a smile, letting your head fall back on the wood below.

“i’ve been thinking about this all damn day, it’s your fault.” he muttered.

“w—ahhh!” you couldn’t finish your reply when he suddenly pushed the rest of his entire length into you. “fuck you!”

“yeah, i already am, babe.” he gripped your thighs tighter to pull you closer so his own doesn’t slam against the table, causing the tip of his fat cock to hit deeper inside of you, eliciting a wanton moan you were sure any passerby would hear.

he leaned down to press his chest against yours, forcing your legs to fold even more and making them ache, but the pleasure of his cock drilling in and out of you in hard, steady thrusts made up for the pain of your position.

his lips found yours again and quickly turned into a sloppy makeout session as he continued on with his pace, he pulled away after a while to suck on your neck that will probably cause you to wear turtlenecks in this heat. he licked a long stripe on your chest before pulling back to admire his work.

he looked at your flushed expression and had the gall to beam. “how’s it feel?” he asked, placing a hand on your lower tummy to put light pressure on the prominent bulge of his cock. “feel me in here?”

“uh huh,” you whimpered, low moans turning into high pitch mewls when he moved that hand to rub circles on your clit instead. “f—uckkkk, ace!”

“tell me how i make you feel good, baby.” he said in that breathy, pleading voice like you’re the one stuffing him relentlessly.

“hah,” you huffed out a breath, shaking your head because you couldn’t get yourself to say anything, what, with his deep thrusts while simultaneously fingering your clit. it was overwhelming.

“you’re the one who can’t answer now, huh?” his fingers came to a sudden stop and went back to your thighs, his hands pushed your legs closer as he slowly eased out of your pussy.

“what…?” you could only whisper and it didn’t even make a sound.

he watched his dick leave your wet cunt, inches by inches, admiring it until the tip popped out with a squelch. he looked over to your face for a quick second before he suddenly pushed it all at once and this time at a much faster pace than before.

“ahhhh!”

“if you can’t answer properly, i’ll have to put your mouth in another use.” he declared, panting due to his rough thrusts.

your brows furrowed at that, then his two fingers slipped into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat and causing you to gag. he swirled them around your tongue, and he thanked the gods over and over in his mind as he looked down on your fucked out expression.

eventually, his pace started stuttering and he pulled his fingers out of your mouth to slam that hand against the wall, the other hand leaving your legs as well, slamming down on the table below.

“i’m gonna—”

“can i cum inside?”

you both said at the same time, though, your voice was much weaker than his. you just nodded fervently as he broke out into a wide grin and you thought he looked really beautiful like that—face glistening with sweat, causing some of his hair to stick on his forehead, face flushed, and lips swollen because he kept biting it. you wondered how messier you must have looked like.

“shit, shit, shit,” he muttered like a prayer as his thrusts grew weaker, until it finally came into a stop. his lips locked with yours again, swallowing your moan as your whole body erupted in white-hot pleasure and made you feel like you crashed against the sea from a six-foot dive. the open-mouthed kiss couldn’t stop the guttural groans that came out of you both as ace stilled inside of you, pumping you full with his cum that soon mixed with yours.

he moved his head to nuzzle in the crook of your neck and you both tried to catch your breaths. after what felt like forever, he pulled back but still kept his cock snug inside of you.

he removed some of the hairs that covered your face and tucked them behind your ears, pressing a kiss to your forehead, and to each of your closed eyes.

you only cracked them open when he whistled wistfully, one hand caressing your bulging tummy.

“that was so fucking good, baby.”

you could only smile up at him, limp and spent. then, a holler came from outside.

“hey, if you guys are done, dinner’s ready!”

if there are typos, ignore it, sorry & i’ll fix it once i get over the humiliation of actually writing a smut bhshshdhh!!!!! i’m not good at this be merciful T.T

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © SEERIUS. don’t copy/translate or repost my work elsewhere.

[seerius]

hiii!! i love ur blog so far,, its so cutesy and well written (esp shanks) ! could i please req reader teasing ace throughout the day and kinda frustrating him until they finally getting a private moment w reader and just going raw and rough

i see you, little fiend! [loving] i get it, though. thank you for the compliments & the request, tho i hv to warn u idk what happened . just bashful smut i literally have no words, i don’t even write actual smut but i did this in one sitting, something came over me. tags: 2.4k, f!reader, teasing, explicit language, jerking off, slight fingering, raw sex (plz wrap it up!!), oral fixation, breeding kink, “baby” “babe” “pretty”, dirty talk [GUNSHOTS] also not proofread T.T gootbye!

a/n: also guyz.. if u like ace maybe consider checking out my htlagi10d!au series right here hnnnggg thx babye

the moment he woke up, he knew something was up. he stretched and rolled over only to not feel you on his side, forcing him awake.

“up, up!” you said from near the door as you watched him fight a losing battle of getting up. “i have kitchen duty today, babe. see you later!”

“huh?” he grumbled. you two usually leave side by side even with your respective duties and besides, you hate kitchen duty, if anything, you should be the one being dragged out of that bed by him.

but he couldn’t dwell on it too much because he was still sleepy and because you were already outside by the time he could form coherent thoughts.

❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞

“mornin’ everyone!” he greeted upon reaching the deck, now freshened up and fully awake. he quickly scanned the area for you but he didn’t see you anywhere.

“has anyone seen y/n?” he asked every crew member he passed by, only to be met with a unanimous no from everybody. he trudged a path to the kitchen and practically slammed the door open when he arrived.

“ace, i swear to god,” thatch said, raising his wooden ladle as he turned to glare at him. “bang open my door again and i will spin you across the floor.”

“jeez, sorry, thatch!” he replied, sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “where’s y/n?”

thatch raised an eyebrow in confusion, “shouldn’t you know?”

“but she told me she had kitchen duty!” ace replied, just as confused.

“no, she doesn’t, that i’d know. maybe she finally realized she doesn’t like your sleeping habits and got tired, whatever.” thatch grumbled in reply, focusing back on his soup.

ace left the kitchen in a daze, walking aimlessly when a sudden tug pulled him out of his daydream, and he found himself inside a dim broom closet.

“babe?!” ace whisper-screamed, peering down at you pressed against him, pushing his back into the wall. “i’ve been looking for you!”

“mhmm, sorry,” you mumbled, running your fingers across his chest and tracing his bare abs. “i was pranking you! did it work?”

did it work? he couldn’t even begin to form an answer because your lips were trailing all over his neck, making him jittery and nervous. his palms opened and closed in his sides, breath hitching and his adam’s apple bobbed up-and-down as your flutter of kisses went lower and lower, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

“baby? i asked you a question,” you said, pulling away and looking up at him like you didn’t just cause his dick to strain against his boxers.

“oh! uhm,” he gulped, body hot all over. “sorry, what was the question again?”

you giggled, looking down at his shorts that now had a very obvious hard on. you reached out an index finger to run lightly across the bulge, making him whimper, up and up until it found its way into the waistband of his shorts, you pulled him closer by tugging at it, and the mere contact of his growing erection against your body was enough to make him moan lowly. his hands slowly reached out to you, pressing against your waist, but you lightly pushed him off upon contact.

his back pressed against the wall again and before he knew it, you were already two steps away from the door. “find me when you know the answer, cowboy.”

“wh—what…” he sputtered out breathlessly. he was looking for you and then he found you but now you’re gone again and he’s left inside the dimly lit broom closet with a very prominent hard on. he couldn’t believe what was happening to him.

he groaned as he bumped his head against the wall, a hand coming up to his eyes in disbelief and the other cupping the strain in his shorts. what the fuck was he supposed to do now? jack off inside the tiny room they kept cleaning tools and the most random paraphernalias in?

well, that was what he did. it was all your fault, he repeated in his head over and over as he fisted his cock as quietly as he could. he felt like a fucking pervert!

❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞

as soon as he got things under control, he left the room as discreetly as possible, making sure he looked somewhat normal. he still felt hot but he blamed it on his power at the time, and he walked with only one purpose in mind: to find you and to finish what you started in the comfort of your room’s four walls.

he spotted you, eventually, talking to whitebeard as you poured a drink in your own cup. he was about to approach when somebody pulled on his arm.

“there you are-yoi,”

you have got to be fucking kidding me. ace thought before he turned his head around to face marco, “man, i have to—”

“commanders’ meeting, now. come on, save your bothering-y/n-time for later.” marco cut him off, tilting his head a little to glance at you and whitebeard talking.

“i wasn’t gonna—how did you even—”

“it’s all you do-yoi.” he couldn’t do anything when marco started dragging him, but he did look back—and he wished he didn’t—and made direct eye-contact with you. whitebeard looked at his direction as well so you took that chance to blow a kiss for him and his mind went back to the little broom closet moment you shared, causing his face to heat up once more.

it was early, and he was going to die.

❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞 ❋ ࣪ ࣭ 𓆞

he didn’t see you for the rest of the morning due to the meeting, and afterwards, he had to attend to his duties as second division captain which took up pretty much the entire afternoon. he only got to rest when the sun started setting and it was already about time for dinner.

he seeked you out as soon as he finished his tasks for the day, quite literally bouncing off the floors and whipping his head around to look for you.

he bumped into thatch along the way, “oh, hey, ace! you’d love the dinner i made, it’ll be ready in like half an hour maybe. did you like the lunch? i had it sent to you because they told me you were busy.”

his mind was reeling, he barely understood thatch’s words to him. “it was great, thatch. have you seen y/n?”

“seriously? you’ve asked me that question twice today.” the man answered with a laugh as he walked away.

ace paused for a second, and decided he should check in your shared room so that’s what he did. he hasn’t stopped thinking about you since the morning, having to tuck his shorts every once in a while like some hormonal teenage boy every time his mind wandered off to the thought of you.

he didn’t even think he could finish his tasks because all he could think about was you, but his desperation to get fucked drove him to wrap everything up so he could finally get to have you. alone.

he saw you in a corner, looking down at some memo pad, on his way to the room, and his movements were like lightning as he immediately pulled you to him and to the room.

“hey!” you yelped, dropping the pad on the floor and reaching out a hand to it but ace was far stronger than you and his grip was like iron.

he pushed you inside the cabin without a thought but still made sure to lock the door. he was already panting as he removed his hat and threw it across the room, looking into your eyes with his own blown-out pupils.

“ace,” you started, making sure to flash him your sweet smile.

he just shook his head before his hand snaked around your nape, pulling you into a kiss. it was hot and feverish, all teeth clashing and tongue lapping as his other hand fumbled with his belt.

you heard a light thud and clink of a metal as it fell on the ground and he directed you towards the table because it was nearer than your bed. he caged you between his body and the wooden desk, pulling his shorts and boxers down in one go before caging you with his legs on both sides of your own.

“i remember it now, the question,” he croaked out, one hand affectionately rubbing on your cheek and the other running up and down his length in slow motions. you couldn’t speak, choosing instead to watch his slow, steady strokes and already imagining it inside of you, causing wetness to pool in your panties. it went on for a few seconds, until he switched to pulling your shirt off. you followed obediently, unclasping your bra while he took it upon himself to haphazardly pull down your bottoms.

you kicked it off to the side, followed by your bra, and his hands were just as quick to move. two fingers running across your pussy and his other hand pawed at your boob causing you to moan, his head fell on your shoulder, breathing ragged as he played with your slick.

“and i know the answer, baby, it really did.” he whispered over you ear before he pushed off the items on top of the table and placed you to sit on it with ease. “i’m sorry, pretty, i can’t wait anymore.”

he pushed you down and folded your raised legs, holding them both wide open with his hands as he slowly pushed himself inside of you, making you moan in unison.

“fuck…” he groaned, halting himself. “ah, shit,”

“mhmmmf, ace, why’d you stop?” you asked in a whisper when you felt only his tip.

“jus’ hold on a sec, baby,” he replied, eyes glued into the conjunction of your bodies. “if i move, i might cum.”

“huh?” you huffed out with a smile, letting your head fall back on the wood below.

“i’ve been thinking about this all damn day, it’s your fault.” he muttered.

“w—ahhh!” you couldn’t finish your reply when he suddenly pushed the rest of his entire length into you. “fuck you!”

“yeah, i already am, babe.” he gripped your thighs tighter to pull you closer so his own doesn’t slam against the table, causing the tip of his fat cock to hit deeper inside of you, eliciting a wanton moan you were sure any passerby would hear.

he leaned down to press his chest against yours, forcing your legs to fold even more and making them ache, but the pleasure of his cock drilling in and out of you in hard, steady thrusts made up for the pain of your position.

his lips found yours again and quickly turned into a sloppy makeout session as he continued on with his pace, he pulled away after a while to suck on your neck that will probably cause you to wear turtlenecks in this heat. he licked a long stripe on your chest before pulling back to admire his work.

he looked at your flushed expression and had the gall to beam. “how’s it feel?” he asked, placing a hand on your lower tummy to put light pressure on the prominent bulge of his cock. “feel me in here?”

“uh huh,” you whimpered, low moans turning into high pitch mewls when he moved that hand to rub circles on your clit instead. “f—uckkkk, ace!”

“tell me how i make you feel good, baby.” he said in that breathy, pleading voice like you’re the one stuffing him relentlessly.

“hah,” you huffed out a breath, shaking your head because you couldn’t get yourself to say anything, what, with his deep thrusts while simultaneously fingering your clit. it was overwhelming.

“you’re the one who can’t answer now, huh?” his fingers came to a sudden stop and went back to your thighs, his hands pushed your legs closer as he slowly eased out of your pussy.

“what…?” you could only whisper and it didn’t even make a sound.

he watched his dick leave your wet cunt, inches by inches, admiring it until the tip popped out with a squelch. he looked over to your face for a quick second before he suddenly pushed it all at once and this time at a much faster pace than before.

“ahhhh!”

“if you can’t answer properly, i’ll have to put your mouth in another use.” he declared, panting due to his rough thrusts.

your brows furrowed at that, then his two fingers slipped into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat and causing you to gag. he swirled them around your tongue, and he thanked the gods over and over in his mind as he looked down on your fucked out expression.

eventually, his pace started stuttering and he pulled his fingers out of your mouth to slam that hand against the wall, the other hand leaving your legs as well, slamming down on the table below.

“i’m gonna—”

“can i cum inside?”

you both said at the same time, though, your voice was much weaker than his. you just nodded fervently as he broke out into a wide grin and you thought he looked really beautiful like that—face glistening with sweat, causing some of his hair to stick on his forehead, face flushed, and lips swollen because he kept biting it. you wondered how messier you must have looked like.

“shit, shit, shit,” he muttered like a prayer as his thrusts grew weaker, until it finally came into a stop. his lips locked with yours again, swallowing your moan as your whole body erupted in white-hot pleasure and made you feel like you crashed against the sea from a six-foot dive. the open-mouthed kiss couldn’t stop the guttural groans that came out of you both as ace stilled inside of you, pumping you full with his cum that soon mixed with yours.

he moved his head to nuzzle in the crook of your neck and you both tried to catch your breaths. after what felt like forever, he pulled back but still kept his cock snug inside of you.

he removed some of the hairs that covered your face and tucked them behind your ears, pressing a kiss to your forehead, and to each of your closed eyes.

you only cracked them open when he whistled wistfully, one hand caressing your bulging tummy.

“that was so fucking good, baby.”

you could only smile up at him, limp and spent. then, a holler came from outside.

“hey, if you guys are done, dinner’s ready!”

if there are typos, ignore it, sorry & i’ll fix it once i get over the humiliation of actually writing a smut bhshshdhh!!!!! i’m not good at this be merciful T.T

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © SEERIUS. don’t copy/translate or repost my work elsewhere.