So if requests are open, could I request a yandere whitebeard crew x fem s/o that tries to escape from them? Like maybe she succeeds but they find her anyways (or Ace finds her on an island and takes her back)
Requests are closed now, but this was requested while they were open :) So there's no confusion! So sorry this is late! I finally have the motivation to write lol.
Relationship: Whitebeard Crew x Female Reader, Ace x Reader
Fandom: One Piece
Warnings: YANDERE, obsessive behavior, no happy ending, kidnapping, angst
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Gone With The Waves
You didn’t think you'd be able to find a way to escape. You were filled with joy as you ran through the crowds of people in the town, pushing them aside to get away and as far away from them as you possibly could. You weren’t someone to be rude in any way, but when push comes to shove, you have no choice but to act in such a way.
You couldn’t tell if the tears running down your cheeks were from the pure joy of finally escaping or if they were from fear of being caught once again. You were sure you were far from them now, making it quite difficult for them to find you.
Your feet carried you across the town. You knew there was another dock area on both sides of the island, allowing you to not only run from them but to get off the island so they couldn’t find you again.
Two years ago, you unknowingly caught the attention of none other than the Whitebeard pirates. You were only a girl trying to live off of working at a small bar, yet they couldn’t help but live without you. You undoubtedly didn’t know what was going on. Confused about why they liked you so much. But, even after waking up on their boat in the middle of the sea, you knew you were trapped and could never return to your everyday life.
You lost count of how many times you’ve tried to escape. Taking one of their rowboats, finding someone to help them on an island, and even going as far as to ask enemy pirates for help. You almost lost hope until this one opportunity came.
They knew not to trust you alone on their boat. So, when they stopped by an island with a decent-sized town on it, they brought you with them to keep an eye on you. One of them, Ace, had a good hold on your hand as he kept with the rest of the group, grabbing supplies. To your surprise and sudden luck, they pushed through a crowd, causing the crowd to push you away from Ace’s tight hold. His hold wasn’t so tight, apparently, since your hand slipped out of his so quickly. After that, you ducked and ran for it.
You couldn’t help but let out a relieving breath, feeling your muscles relax as you sat in the middle of the ocean on a raft boat, getting farther and farther away from the island you knew the Whitebeards were stuck on, looking for you. A laugh escaped your lips when you realized you had finally fooled the pirates. You escaped after so long, and this time, it actually worked.
And after a few days of traveling on the ocean, you found an unoccupied island. Allowing you to live there all by yourself, free from any captivity. Months passed with you building a home, gathering food, and the like. You could never be happier.
Until you heard the flock of birds suddenly flying away from their homes in the trees, loudly echoing their calls. They sounded…worried? You turned away from your gardening, finding the forest behind being enflamed with bright orange and red colors.
A forest fire so big couldn’t have gone on for so long without you hearing or noticing it. As you stand there in shock, you notice a dark figure walking out of the flaming trees, the form traumatically familiar.
“Ah, so this is where you were.” Ace had a wicked smile, his hand pulling his hat down slightly from the blaring sun high in the sky. He strolls, approaching you with such a smile that terrifies you the most.
After so long of feeling free from captivity, you never thought you’d fall to your knees, giving up without a fight. Tears slid down your cheeks like waterfalls, and you let your cries echo loudly through the island. You didn’t care, and apparently, Ace didn’t either. He gently picked you up, one arm under your back while the other one was under your legs. He shushed you quietly, walking back the way he just came.
“Come now. We missed you. You gave us hell trying to find you.”
You didn’t stop crying. In fact, it felt as if you cried even more as the blurry object of a boat came to view along the ocean.
“This time, we’ll make sure you don’t slip from our grasp again.”