Sometimes, I think that the ASL trio get their preferences in partner's due to Dadan being the only female rolemodel they slightly respect.
Like, how can all 3 of them like redheads that have physically harmed them (as a love language) as their potential love interest
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🧡 ESUKA WEEK 2023 ❤️
For the 3rd anniversary of Esuka Day, we're hosting #OPEsukaWeek2023!
From Sept 9th to 16th, we'll be celebrating the ship of Ace x Isuka!
AO3 Collection: OP Esuka Week 2023
(Collection is unrevealed for now so you can post your fic as early as you want)
»»–PROMPTS→
♡ Day 1: Hanakanjo | Fantasy AU
♡ Day 2: Kemonomimi | Pokémon AU
♡ Day 3: Motorcycle | Yankee/Mafia AU
♡ Day 4: Kotatsu | Wild West AU
♡ Day 5: Meet Cute | Spy/Undercover AU
♡ Day 6: Genderbend | Sci-Fi AU
♡ Day 7: Shore Leave | Bartender AU
♡ Day 8: Driftwood | Mermaid AU
»»–GUIDELINES→
♡ Posting day is not strict. You can mix and match as many prompts as you like from any day. You can also use the same prompt many times.
♡ All fan works (fanart, fanfiction, cosplay, etc.) are welcome!
♡ Collaboration between artists and/or writers is highly encouraged!
♡ SFW and Not SFW submissions are allowed.
♡ For Not SFW works, please use proper tags and warnings. Use Tumblr's Community Label for censorship.
♡ Please use the tag #OPEsukaWeek2023.
♡ You can also use the tags:
#EsukaDay
#エーイスの日
#毎月16日はエースの恋人の日
...especially on Day 8 (16th)!
Most importantly, let's have fun! 🧡❤️
For questions, feel free to send an ask!
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Must be a dream
i've written more fics than i remember
~ ♡ ~
Isuka smiled at him from where she was preparing breakfast, he was sitting by the table in their small kitchen, staring at her.
Ace never wanted to wake up from these sorts of dreams, where she’d gently kiss his forehead before opening the fridge to ask what he wanted to eat. Or where he’d wake up with her in his arms, breathing gently against his chest. Sometimes it would be the both of them in front of the TV, watching a movie together and sharing a bowl of popcorn. Or she’d be beating him at the video games he introduced her to. The ones when they cooked together were his personal favourites, the number of times Isuka had to extinguish mini-fires was slightly concerning, he was no longer allowed in the kitchen without supervision (Luffy doesn't count). She’d always bat his hands away from trying the batter, but she’d always let him lick the spoon at the end.
'What are you thinking about?'
He looked up to see her, head tilted and hands on her hips. Her apron with birds on it never failed to make him smile (he had one with flames on), 'about how this must be a dream.'
She walked over to place a kiss on his lips, and he placed his hands on her waist, 'dumbass, you know it's real.'
He smiled, trying to steal another kiss from her, 'I know, I just can’t believe it. How did I ever land the most perfect girl in the world.'
She pulled away before he could get what he wanted, blushing, 'well, what do you want on your pancakes?'
He pouted at being denied before answering, 'the usual.'
Four years ago, he wouldn’t have thought this would be possible, not with how much he thought she hated him, and here they were, living together and very much in love. If it was possible, he fell harder for her every day, the way her hair was messy in the mornings or the way she still blushed every time he complimented her.
If this was a dream, he never wanted to wake up.
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