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Toffee Apple

Pairing: Alex X Male farmer/player

Rating: Teen

For the past couple of years Alex had skipped out on Spirit’s Eve. It had gotten pretty stale. Fake plastic hedge maze, shitty plastic scares, and even shittier food that might as well have been plastic. Just bad all around.

This year, though… on top of keeping his farm afloat Colton had volunteered to grow a huge corn maze on his land for the town’s Spirit’s Eve celebrations. And the rumors had been buzzing around Pelican Town since: Colton had recruited the weird wizard dude who lived in the woods to provide spooks for the haunted corn maze, Gus had been inspired by Colton’s enthusiasm and dug up new recipes for Spirit’s Eve treats, Marnie wanted to set up a hayride for those who wanted a calmer vibe. Everyone was excited to see this year’s festival, Alex included. Even if he hadn’t cared about the event, he had a personal reason to be excited this year. Colton had straight up asked him on a date.

“I may not look it, but I’m a giant scaredy cat. I need a big, strong date to guide me through the maze. You up for it, dude?”

Haley had been staring at him so intensely that Alex could practically hear her brain screaming at him to “Just say yes, you big dope!” For once, he didn’t need her intervening, he’d said yes almost immediately. Colton’s smile and faint blush was worth the awkwardness of Haley standing there looking like she wanted to scream with delight.

Now the big night was here and he was nervous as hell. This was his first real date in a while and his first date with another dude, period.

Alex looked himself over in the full-length mirror in the hall outside his room. He’d chosen to wear a grey hoodie under his old letterman jacket and his cleanest jeans. Hair perfectly coiffed then perfectly re-coiffed, his usual hour-long hair care routine had lengthened into two. He anxiously looked over the cologne Haley had forced into his hand that morning.

“Spiced Orange. Seasonal and sexy!”

He sniffed it warily. It did smell nice… ah, what the hell. He sprayed himself then tossed the bottle through the doorway onto his bed.

Alex wished he had someone other than his grandparents to give their opinion of the end result.

His grandmother was terribly biased, “You always look handsome, dear!”

And his grandfather was not biased enough, “Hair is hair. You look like always do.”

Out of desperation, he’d asked Dusty’s opinion too. “What do you think, boy?” He gently scratched his old dog behind the ears. “How do I look? Underdressed?”

Dusty huffed a quiet doggy noise of reassurance and licked Alex’s fingers.

Alex set his jaw, chiding himself. (It’s a haunted corn maze, not the fucking opera. Just chill.)

It was definitely going to be a cold and spooky night. Alex’s breath misted in the air as he headed out of town toward Gullwing Farm, hands shoved in his jacket pockets for warmth. Fog swirled around his ankles.

Alex’s jaw dropped as Colton’s farm came into view. He’d really gone all out. Orange and purple fairy lights were strung everywhere. Ghost and witch decorations hung from the trees. Menacing scarecrows leered in the fields. Dozens of jack-o-lanterns lined the lane that led into the farm.

Right at the main gate to Gullwing there were two signs, both decorated with childish drawings of different townsfolk being scared by different monsters. Alex recognized Vincent and Jas’s handiwork straight away. One sign said that entry was free, but there was a suggested donation of five dollars. The second sign was slightly ominous, simply stating that the “Ghost Show” was at midnight… whatever that meant. Alex put fifty bucks in the slotted box nailed under the first sign and went through the gate.

Gus had a canopy set up under which he and Emily were busy doling out food and drinks. Trays of toffee apples, buckets of popcorn in three different flavors, ‘devil hot’ potato chips, pumpkin cookies, ‘mini brain’ cake pops, ‘graveyard’ cupcakes, apple punch, and hot cider. It must’ve taken them all day to get things ready.

Haley was hanging out with her sister, looking vaguely bored and eating a cake pop. When she spotted Alex, she gave him a quick once over and a round of brief silent applause. Feeling slightly better having his friend’s approval, Alex waved at her as he went by. The food looked delicious, but Alex was still mostly nerves. He didn’t think he could eat anything right now.

Pierre had set up his stand too, of course, selling Spirit’s Eve t-shirts and decorations. Alex bought a little plastic bobble ghost for his gran. She liked these weird, cheap little things for some reason. She had so many that she’d had to buy an enormous bookcase to display them.

The corn maze loomed in the distance, looking intimidating and surprisingly eerie in the fog and dim, colored light. It really was huge, it would probably take a couple of hours to get through, maybe even more. Alex was impressed by the enthusiasm and effort that not just Colton, but everyone had put into this. The whole town had really pulled together to make things better than before. Colton seemed to have that effect on people, Alex included.

Jodi was standing outside the maze with a tearful Vincent, telling him that it was too scary for him and trying to convince him to check out the more laidback hayride Marnie had going not far away. Sam, Abigail, and Sebastian stood nearby, pushing each other around and laughing.

Sebastian caught his eye and waved. Alex waved back. This is what he’d meant by Colton having an effect on him too. Old Alex dismissed Sebastian as “that weird guy” without a second thought. But when the weather had gotten colder and their morning beach runs had evolved into morning hikes in the mountains, Colton had invited Sebastian to join them sometimes and Alex had been surprised to learn that not only could Seb keep up with them even though he was 95% skinny legs, but he also knew a lot about wildlife (frogs mostly). He’d also discovered that they actually had things in common. They were both really into an old adventure-fantasy comic series that had been all the rage before either of them was born. Sebastian had even lent Alex two of the comics he was missing from his own collection. New Alex had learned not be so fucking judgy. He was liking New Alex way more than Old Alex.

Abigail linked arms with Sam and marched him into the maze. Seb pointed to a little picnic area where people were milling about eating treats, waiting for their turn on the hayride, or just enjoying the atmosphere. Alex could see Colton waiting there, munching enthusiastically on a toffee apple. Willing himself not to blush, Alex nodded his thanks to Sebastian and made his way over.

Colton towered over literally everyone around him and Alex was relieved to see that they had similar outfits on. He was wearing a fleece lined black-and-teal plaid jacket over a dark sweater and faded jeans. Now that it was too cold to surf every day, his tan skin had lost its golden luster and his hair had faded from bleached back to sandy blonde, but Colton was still super hot, to use Haley’s words.

Colton spotted him and quickly swallowed a bite of his apple, “Hi, Alex!” Like Haley, the farmer gave him a once over and Alex felt his chest tighten with anxiety. “Looking very spruce tonight, dude.”

Oh, thank fuck. “Thanks. You’re looking good yourself.” Alex was impressed with how chill he sounded, despite feeling very unchill. “Did you do all this yourself? It looks awesome, I barely recognize the farm.”

“Thanks! But nah, I had a lot of help. Demetrius helped me design the maze, but I did all the planting and watering and maintaining. Vincent and Jas helped with decorating and Marnie’s handling the hayride. Gus and Emily are in charge of the food and drink, of course. Rasmodius also said he’d provide scares for the maze and something called a ‘ghost show’. Not sure what that means, I’m kinda nervous about it to be honest—"

A scream came from the maze, startling Alex and sending a ripple of murmurs through the picnic area.

“I think that’s Maru, poor woman’s been in there for a long time. Even Harvey made it through the maze before she did. We should rescue her if we find her.” Colton finished off his apple and tossed the stick into the trash. “You ready to guide my wussy ass through this maze or would you like some food first?”

“Let’s get our maze on.” Ugh. New Alex still sometimes said mortifying shit.

Colton seemed charmed by it, thankfully, and they entered the maze. Alex didn’t scare easily, but he had to admit it was pretty creepy in here. The corn was so thick you couldn’t see through it, and it rose high over even Colton’s head. The only light in the maze came from the full moon and the fairy lights that occasionally criss-crossed overhead and it was like outside noises were muffled somehow. The ankle-deep fog outside the maze became knee-map inside. Somewhere ahead they could hear Sam whimpering and Abigail calling him a baby.

The first scare that Rasmodius conjured up, maybe literally, came running at them from out of the corn. A skeleton that glowed a sickly green sprinted right for them with arms outstretched. Alex jumped as Colton screamed. The skeleton blew right by them, bony fingers scratching at the farmer’s arm before disappearing into the corn again. Alex’s stomach flipping had nothing to do with the scare and everything to do with Colton grabbing hold of his hand.

“Sorry for making you jump, Alex. Did warn you I was a big ol’ scaredy cat.” Colton sounded self-conscious.

Alex hated to hear it. Didn’t feel right, that someone as awesome as Colton was feeling bad about himself. He gave the farmer’s hand a reassuring squeeze and smiled. “Nothing to be sorry about, dude. Happy to be bodyguard and date tonight.” Or any night.

And Alex played his part well. The wizard’s scares definitely weren’t of the plastic variety. Giant spiders, weird noises in the corn, invisible hands that brushed at their ankles and arms, figures in the fog, drooling red-eyed hounds, big swooping bats, footsteps that ran up behind them with nothing there when they turned. Colton didn’t scream every time, but there was always someone else screaming just out of sight.

By the time they reached the middle of the maze, Alex had one arm wrapped tight around Colton’s waist. The farmer looked around nervously. There was nothing here in the center of the maze except a creepy statue of what looked like a guy with an octopus for a head. Poor Maru screeched again, but it sounded distant. It seemed she might actually get out sometime before dawn.

Colton looked at the faintly glowing display on his watch, “The ‘ghost show’ starts soon. Wanna see what that is before we try making our way out?”

Alex nodded, even he needed a break. “Sounds good.”

The wizard’s ‘ghost show’ started at exactly midnight. Vaguely human-shaped figures, glowing pale blue, drifted up through the corn and started swirling over the maze. Fast, slow, they zipped and twirled overhead. There were a few surprised squawks from the maze dwellers, then a murmur of amazement. Considering what they’d been through already tonight, this was actually kind of… soothing.

(And romantic?) Alex’s brain supplied oh-so-innocently.

No! Don’t be stupi—Alex swallowed thickly. Apparently, Colton agreed with Alex’s brain. He’d turned to face Alex, leaning in slightly. The anxiety in his deep brown eyes had melted into something very close to desire.

(Okay. The hottest man in the valley wants to kiss you, don’t fuck it up. Shit. I can do this. Okay. Fuck. C’mon, Alex, you’re not afraid of ghouls and shit, but you’re afraid of a kiss? Just--)

He blinked. Colton was suddenly angling away, looking a little embarrassed. Belatedly, Alex realized that the other man had been politely waiting for him to lean in too and had taken his getting momentarily lost in his own panicked brain as disinterest. Great. Fucked it up instantly.

“Then unfuck it, doofus!” He heard Haley’s voice so clearly in his mind it was like she was swirling overhead with the wizard’s ghosts. Hoping this didn’t make things even more awkward, Alex slid his arms around Colton’s neck and leaned in. The embarrassment faded instantly. Colton leaned down… and holy shit, they were kissing, the farmer’s body very warm and very firm as it pressed against Alex’s. Colton tasted like toffee apple and he smelled like rain in the woods with a hint of the sea underneath. Then his fingers hooked into Alex’s belt loops to draw him closer and who knew that such a small thing could be so fucking sexy?

They parted, both slightly breathless, as the ghosts above faded out so that near darkness settled over the maze once again.

“That was nice.” Colton murmured.

Alex agreed wholeheartedly. “Yeah, it was.”

He shivered as Colton’s lips brushed against his ear and his fingers tightened in his belt loops. “You smell amazing, by the way…”

Score one for Haley, she’d be pleased to hear it. Alex was trying to form some kind of reply that wouldn’t want to make him shrivel up and die when somewhere to their left they heard the sound of Abigail screaming and Sam laughing long and loud and very donkey-like. Their little romantic moment was over, but not ruined.

Colton’s lips were at his ear once more. “Get me out of this maze alive and I’ll kiss you again.”

If it wouldn’t have ruined the experience for everyone else, Alex would’ve bulled a straight line through the corn and made his own exit.

Oddly, kissing Alex seemed to have bolstered the farmer. He was much less jumpy as they navigated their way out and only screamed twice. Alex felt his ego puff up. Just a bit.

Someplace ahead of them they heard Maru shriek again, but this one was different. It was a scream of triumph, “Heck yeah, I survived! Emily, two cupcakes, please!”

Colton laughed, “Guess she found her way out.”

A few more twists and turns and they found their way out as well, Colton breathing a sigh of relief in the cold night air.

“Thanks, Alex. My hero.”

True to his word, Colton was moving in close again. Alex moved as well, perhaps a bit too eagerly as their noses bumped lightly. Colton only chuckled, tilting his head just a touch more so their mouths slotted together perfectly. Goddamn he tasted and smelled and felt so good. Alex could get used to this…

Afterward they bought some snacks and cider and went to join Maru and a few others in the picnic area. Haley had disappeared, probably went home a while ago. Spirit’s Eve wasn’t really her thing. She’d likely just come to give her sister and Alex some support. With the kids in bed and the last few stragglers exiting the maze, Marnie was dismantling the hayride and loading her ponies into the trailer behind her truck. Alex took a bite of the toffee apple he’d bought, a sheepish grin on his face. He knew it was kinda goofy, but he wanted to relive the taste of Colton’s lips a few more times.

They were halfway through their snack feast when Sam, Abby, and Sebastian emerged from the maze, taunting each other about who was the biggest baby.

“Didn’t hear Seb once so he’s obviously the champ among you three.” Colton called out with a teasing smirk.

Abigail laughed as the trio came to a stop beside their table. “You and Maru had a chorus going.” She teased back.

“Oh dude, yeah, I definitely would’ve dropped dead five feet into the maze without Alex to protect me.”

Alex’s cheeks flushed as he felt Colton’s hand slide over his wrist. Abby and Sam’s eyebrows raised in surprised, Sebastian just looked smug that he’d known something his friends hadn’t. Old Alex would’ve cared, probably too much. New Alex didn’t give a fuck.

He just smiled and gave Colton a nudge with his elbow. “Don’t sell yourself short, you didn’t shit yourself on the way out.”

The five of them laughed together. It felt nice.

“Walk me home?” Colton asked as they threw their trash in the bin, gesturing to the farmhouse in the distance.

“Yeah, of course.”

Alex felt more sets of curious eyes on them as they walked off hand-in-hand. He still didn’t give a fuck.

As soon as they entered the farmyard Finn, Colton’s dog, came barrelling out of his doggy door and jumped all over Alex, barking excitedly trying to lick his face.

“Oh, I see who his favorite is.” The farmer smirked.

Alex laughed and scratched Finn around the neck, trying and failing to keep all four of the dog’s paws on the ground. “Hey, buddy!”

“Thank-you, Alex.” Colton said as they ascended the stairs onto the porch, Finn racing in circles around both of them. “I had a lot of fun with you tonight.”

A pleasant little knot of warmth formed in Alex’s stomach. “Me too.”

“No hike tomorrow. Gotta take all this stuff down.”

“Not by yourself, I hope?” Finn impatiently butted his head against Alex’s leg and he reached down to pat him.

“Nah. Wizard dude is taking care of the spooky stuff tonight. Marnie, Gus, and Pierre are taking care of their areas tonight too. Tomorrow morning Marnie, Shane, Seb, Sam, and Abby are coming to help with the rest.”

“I’ll help too. What time?”

“Yeah? I thought it’d be kinda tacky to ask my date to help me clean up.” Finn was harassing Colton for pets now, and he ruffled the dog about the ears.

“Nah, I want to help. Just tell me when to show up.”

A fond little smile curved Colton’s lips, “Why don’t you come by a bit earlier than the others? I’ll make pancakes.”

Alex felt his cheeks go red, “…I’d like that.”

“Seven, then?”

“I’ll be here.”

His affection quota satisfied, Finn slipped back through his doggy door into the house. Colton’s affection quota not quite satisfied, he placed a soft kiss on Alex’s jaw. “Goodnight, Alex.”

“See you tomorrow, Colton.”

#HELLOOOO I LOVE UR WRTIIN SMM????#stardew valley #stardew valley alex

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svtrie · 16 days

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Related ASL my beloved… related ASL

Asks are always welcome about my aus :D

#one piece #art reblogs #favs #asl

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svtrie · 1 month

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another sketch the best mother son duo

#OKAY THIS IS AMAZING??? HELLOO #one piec #portgas d ace #portgas d rouge #THEYRE SO CUTE OMAHAT #art reblogs #favs

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svtrie · 2 months

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I can't remember if you're trans or cis and it's keeping me up at night for some reason - Indo anon

dont know why that even matters but hey if it helps to make u sleep at night im trans

also u can speak english?? assuming ur the same anon that's been terrorizing my askbox with random thoughts on a wednesday night using indonesian. wow. thats inchresting

#rev answers #doyou want a tag anon #ill give u a tag #indo anon

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svtrie · 2 months

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Hi Cev!!!!! Kinda going off of the group chat last night, I would like to humbly request some wedding headcanons for Ace and any other characters you’re brain rotting for 🥰💖✨ It can be sfw or nsfw, go nuts 😘

a/n: you know i got you bestieeee <33

wedding headcannons (Ace, Law)

gn reader, masc reader (law) he/they law word count: 0.9k

Ace

He's having a big blow-out wedding for his beloved (either on ol' Pop's dime or paid with treasure he's pirated on his own adventures) and planning NONE of it, not if his love or Deuce can help it, anyway

Ace's instructions are firmly to show up on time, look hot, and get married - frankly he's more than fine with that so long as he gets to have his tits out at the ceremony

It's not like Ace doesn't want to help out with the organizing, the décor, the thises and thats; but you're also well aware that kind of minutia drives him up the wall, and Ace is grateful that he doesn't have to agonize over what the hell French Pink is and why is that comparable to salmon the fish (oh, Ace...)

It's the happiest day of his life, he's getting married to the person of his dreams!! You could tar and feather him - though a little uncomfortable and itchy and worried about the mess it'd leave on your outfit - and Ace would still be grinning ear to ear, sopping wet with muck at the altar

So really Ace is content with just sitting pretty, getting his face beat on the day of, and promptly ruining all that makeup by absolutely destroying the buffet table with his brothers

He also can and will fully bawl once the minister (Pops) announces that y'all are officially married, Ace held back and stiffed his lip through the vows but now that the knot is tied and you're all his (as if you weren't before), he's hugging you like his life depends on it and thanking you over and over for loving someone like him

Please dip this man low and kiss him sweet and carry him bridal style past the threshold he deserves it

In the modern universe, I think Ace would be the kind of person to get hammered right after high school and have a Vegas Elvis wedding with one of his friends before he's yelled at to get it annulled by the only responsible person in his friend group after a week of finding this the most hilarious thing on planet earth

He'd also maybe elope to get away from it all and then come back with your arm proudly around his waist and a big fat wedding band like "hi we got married it was great soz you couldn't come tho 💔"

Law

Trafalgar D. Water Law, as he is in the present, has no interest in marriage - between escaping Sabaody with their tails between their legs from admirals, to once again staring death down in the face of Big Mom and Kaido, they don't have the time to breathe let alone THINK about marriage

Being with their lover in the little moments of respite that he gets with him, holding him close and knowing that everyone on their ship is safe and alive, is already more than Law fearfully asks the malevolent fates for every single night

They have, however, officiated at least a handful of them

Law vividly remembers the morning that Penguin and Shachi came into their room nervous but obviously trying to hide their elation, they remember you playfully telling his childhood friends that this'd better be important if they were bold enough to disturb what little rest Law managed to get, sleep made your voice deeper than usual but the threat was betrayed by your bemusement - and then the warmth that quickly spread throughout the moderate little room you and Law cohabitated in the Tang when Shachi shakily announced that him and Penguin intended to get married, and how they both wanted their captain to officiate it

Law was happy for the boys but still grumbled underneath their breath about this being something that could wait until he'd gotten out of bed, a comment you pinched their cheek for in return; the ceremony was filled with raucous laughter, celebration, and joy between the newlyweds and their Heart-bound family

They gladly officiate a few more within the crew; some older members renewing their vows, the sheer force of Ikkaku's grin when she picked up her wife and spun her on the dancefloor - how Law's eyes were trained on you when you basked in the lovers' unbidden mirth

Law was up front about their intentions from the start with you, mentioning that a cushy picket fence life with 2.5 kids and a family pet just wasn't in the cards for them and these were the conditions for spending his life with yours; when you answer with relief and understanding, they're convinced you're The One just that much more

Maybe not now, maybe not any time soon and definitely still a hard no to parenting, but perhaps some time far in the future the cards would foresee a husband for them - and by god Law's hoping it's you because darling, you're perfect

In the modern universe they'd enter a civil union with their partner after close to a decade of living comfortably together - Law may or may not cry into his shoulder after it fully settles in on the car ride home staring at this little certificate that shows that their little partnership actually, you know, has to be recognized by the law

Pun intended, and he's thwacking you with the binder of documents later when you point that out

Bonus: Sabo is absolutely a bridezilla, no I will not be elaborating <3

#fics recs #one piece #smiling so wide :“#<33 #trafalgar law

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svtrie · 2 months

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Heeey could you please write some headcannons for Ace and or Marco with a male (or gn reader) whose having a hardtime and just needs a little extra love and attention? Thank you so much <3<3

of course, franky! this is my first time writing anything for marco, though, so i hope he’s not too ooc for you ;3; if anyone else needs a little bit of pick-me-up ace content, you can pop by these hcs here!

comforting their s/o who's having a hard time (ace, marco)

masc reader, one line of poly at the end word count: 0.6k

Ace

You don’t need to ask, Ace is already at your side, immediately swooping you into his lap or ‘subtly’ nudging you for cuddles but spinning it to sound like he needs em more than you do

He’s good at running from those icky feelings, he’s done it his entirely life - though he wouldn’t want you to bottle up what was making you upset forever, Ace is a natural at taking your mind off stressors in the meantime and just having fun

He’d shoot you a cheeky little smirk while you were tucked by his side and you’d immediately know what he was up to

Ace making mischief was nothing new, whether it was with the Spade pirates or on the deck of the Moby Dick - it’s the express way he’d look to see if you were enjoying yourself, keeping closer by even with his less dangerous stunts, or how he seemed like more of a goofball than usual

That’s what tips your peers off to something being potentially wrong, but they leave it to Ace to handle internal affairs, you boys’ cleanup duty isn’t going to be any less severe depending on the amount of trouble you two cause, however, no matter how much Ace whines

Ace’s favorite wind-down activity is just sitting up somewhere high and watching the stars with you, your head nestled comfortably on his chest while Ace has an arm around your waist and goes on and on about the same old stories, about his lovely boyfriend, too

They’re mostly about his childhood with him and Sabo, and also largely about Luffy, but you’d listen to them no matter how many times Ace repeated himself - you still tease him about it though to watch freckled cheeks turn a brilliant shade of red, even with his tan covering most of it in Ace’s favor

Marco

Marco’s methods are a lot less destructive, thank the lord for that

He’d see you not being yourself, likely out of stress or upset, out of the corner of his eye and make plans to rectify that behind the scenes, pulling double-time on his work to make sure he’d be free enough

With his responsibilities settled for the time being and Pops giving the okay for him to take some time off, Marco takes you on a nice day out on the town

He has a whole itinerary of shit to do (all very laid back, but there’s a list no less) - a short walk through town for a breather, some window shopping, sharing a drink or two if you’re out after 5pm, and then dinner, Thatch’s courtesy, in a little gazebo on the island Pop’s docked at

Everyone stays out of the way or so help him god Marco threatened not to heal them the next time they were in trouble

If you weren’t feeling right enough to go out, though? Well, shit- It’s not ideal, but Marco can work with this

A day cooped in his office isn’t too shabby now either, is it?

He’d sit you in his lap while he worked away at his desk, pen in one hand and the other snugly around your midsection, taking breaks every now and again to coo against your ear and squeeze cute giggles out of his adorable boyfriend

When you feel yourself getting a little stiff from the position, the doc prescribes lunch and a little afternoon nap for the both of you, tucked away comfortably in his quarters with no one daring to bother you for hours

Barring maybe Ace, who has the audacity to crawl in next to you, kiss both his boyfriends on the cheek in an overtly obnoxious way, and pass out against your back, arms around you just as Marco had before - smelling like today’s menu

#fics recs #one piece #portgas d ace #marco one piece #huhuhuhu.... ur writing is so nice #you've got their characterization down to a t !!

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svtrie · 2 months

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Hello hello! To one more request if that's okay! What about Zoro, Ace and Barto reacting to their hard working (to the point of overworking) s/o asking to have some cuddles to recharge? Can be directly asking or s/o being a bit too shy with their feelings so they have non verbal ways of expressing that need

hehe, of course! fluff is always welcome here <33 you're personally trying to fill up my masterlist for these three aren't you though, anon > >

S/O asking for recharge cuddles (Zoro, Ace, Bartolomeo)

gn reader, fluff and dense boys under the cut word count: 1k

Zoro

He's a bit stupid so you'll have to forgive the density - with Zoro it's best to be up front about your wants/needs from the start otherwise you'll have a hard time getting stuff across to him

Zoro doesn't exactly do 'subtle'

He's attentive and looks out for you, of course, watching you work hard to support your nakama and captain on this crew to maybe il-advised extents, but if you don't say anything then Zoro just assumes that you can handle it on your own

If you're too shy to be forthright with him verbally, it might take a kick in the head from your resident cook or Nami breathing down his neck for an "oblivious tax" for Zoro to actually get the idea

Over time he picks up on your signals a lot easier, pulling you away from group activities with a curt, "hey" to go relax in the crow's nest with him or just put his arms around your waist while you're within the company of everyone else, chin comfortably on your head

Zoro isn't shy about showing affection, far from it, the marimo just has a little trouble with reading signs if you don't outright tell him that you need to steal him away for an afternoon cuddle session

If it's any consolation though, once the two of you establish that "recharge cuddles" are a thing, Zoro will simply grab you by the hip and haul you off to whatever shade he's decided is adequate for his nap and cuddle whenever he feels like it; his big, strong arms are like a vice and there's no way of getting out without a fight

Whether this ends up being a blessing or a curse is up to you

Ace

Ace is on you before you even recognize what's wrong

He sees the change in your behavior, how much effort you've been putting in lately between training and interacting with the crew, and while he's definitely proud of you; Ace wants to make sure you're putting your comfort forward too

At first he's unsure about what to do so he asks his peers (with varying degrees of success) for advice, but once he picks up on your tells, you won't be able to pry the man off you

It starts off little things like brushing his fingers to yours to let you know he's here, resting his hand against your lower back, burying his face into the crook of your neck, etc

But soon enough he's quite literally sweeping you off your feet and partially grand gestures of affection through tackle hugs, surprise kisses, and love declarations that get him booed off the Moby Dick's deck

If you're not comfortable with something that public (and frankly a little embarrassing), Ace is more than content to pull you aside to a quiet corner of the ship where the two of you can just bask in each other's presences

He tends to be chatty, telling you about things like his day or how Thatch keeps complaining that he'll singlehandedly eat them out of house and home, but sometimes Ace just wants to lay with you in silence

He'll take in the scent of your hair and play with your shirt's hem, so utterly and wonderfully in love with you and the moment of peace the two of you have found together

These little pockets alone together hardly last that long on a ship as rowdy and busy as White Beard's (though the situation wouldn't be too different on Ace's original crew either) so you cherish what little of it the two of you can manage

It's usually at night, when everyone's long since gone to bed or drank themselves under the table, where Ace crawls into your bed and you just talk about everything and nothing with him, giggling about sweet nonsense until someone throws something at him to shut you up and another brawl inevitably breaks out

Bartolomeo

Another man whose density can rival that of a black hole, unfortunately

Bartolomeo is very much a "don't sweat the details" kind of guy, it's how he's always carried himself and most likely will continue to for the long, foreseeable future

If he doesn't notice something off at first glance, he probably won't until someone explicitly points out out to him

He's happy to see you putting in your all to be on his crew, especially as his partner!! God, he's such a lucky guy! It goes over his head a little that you might be losing your charge from this though, feel free to whack your captain for it

You might hang around closer to him, sigh or grumble more, or even cross your arms and pout, but poor Bartolomeo won't get the idea without any explicit direction

Once you do cough up the admission of needing his comfort, he's sobbing and rolling over three ways from Sunday in his desperate pleas of apology

He's handsy when you cuddle, less of the fact that Barto might have ulterior motives and more so that he just can't sit still for very long

Bartolomeo tries to have a nice, tender moment with you, but his heart and mind are going 100mph about how much he loves you, what he can do next to impress you, what wild adventures the Strawhats were possibly getting up to, if he could get a picture with them and you the next time god willed an interaction between crews, and probably what he'd like for dinner

His leg will bounce and he'll constantly shift around, trying out different positions in an attempt to get comfortable but eventually he'll have to get up again to move; honestly you'd have more luck on his back while he milled about the ship than trying to nail your captain to one set location

Barto's best suited for bursts of affection sprinkled throughout the day in short intervals rather than a long sit-down, but if that's something you're okay with then he'd be more than grateful and you damn well know he'd show it too

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