firexfistasce: NIPPLE CLAMPS!!!! *bro fists* 

yonkoshanks:

firexfistasce:

yonkoshanks:

*bro fists* “NIPPLE CLAMPS! AM I RIGHT OR AM I RIGHT?!” 

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"WOOOH! WOOOH! yeeeaaa take it off baby!" Ace took another shot as he put a dollar into the stripper’s panties.

He clinked glasses with Shanks and laughed along with him. they were a little too drunk at the moment.

Shanks laughed and stuffed a five earning him more attention from the lovely lady dancing around in practically nothing. 
He laughed and downed his own drink after clinking glasses with Ace then poured them both another. “I could get used to this!” He relaxed back and enjoyed the show.

"ahahah! gotta love all these babes~!" He nodded and eyed the girl who was giving Shanks a show, those nipple clamps had him mesmerized! Ace yanked out a 20 and handed it to different girl who sat on his lap and danced on him. "YEYY HOOO~!" He took another shot and set his hat on the girl’s head with a dorky smile on his face.


firexfistasce: NIPPLE CLAMPS!!!! *bro fists* 

yonkoshanks:

*bro fists* “NIPPLE CLAMPS! AM I RIGHT OR AM I RIGHT?!” 

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"WOOOH! WOOOH! yeeeaaa take it off baby!" Ace took another shot as he put a dollar into the stripper’s panties.

He clinked glasses with Shanks and laughed along with him. they were a little too drunk at the moment.


WELL SHIT.

"ah~ these seas really do get me through strange adventures."

He smacked his left ear to get some water out of his other ear. Good ol Sparky fell into the ocean once again, only to be saved by the trusty Whitebeard crew dog. Stefan. Such a faithful fella.

"thanks bud. I almost forgot I can’t swim." His face was sarcastic and his tone was empathetic.

"geez im a dumbass." He chuckled as he stared off into the sea.

"falling asleep at the edge of the ship really wasn’t a great idea huh?"


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carson-thatcher: ‘LIVED LONG ENOUGH TO BECOME THE VILLAIN' 

firexfistasce:

If Roger had a child?

he’d be beheaded. no doubt about it.

His last words would be something like this…..I’m sorry I was born! I was garbage!

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The fires ate at the marine ship, consuming the wood as the sails were reduced to ashes. Calmly the fire commander watched from above as cinders rained on his victims. Not a glimmer of regret in his heart, this is what he lived for, this was why he was alive. To prove everyone wrong and if they so much as spit on him, they’re as good as dead. They were always afraid, people never liked him, what did they call him? the devil’s son. they said he was born of demon’s blood. and that he was better off dead. A smirk came across his freckled face. maybe they were right

"they wanted a monster.”

He leaped from above.

"here I am.”

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Tunes and One PieceFall Out Boy - Just One Yesterday
"If heaven’s grief brings hell’s rain, then I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday.”


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"awwwwh I love you too, guy from my brother’s crew." Ace held onto him in a warm embrace.

"no homo man….no homo~" He dug his face into the crook of his shoulder taking in his scent, possibly making it awkward on purpose.

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carson-thatcher: "You drink can't as much am me!" 

carson-thatcher:

firexfistasce:

"sweetheart," He took the drink from her hands and set it down on the counter, "I think you’ve had enough for now." 

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"c’mon lets go home." He gently, helped her up and walked her out the bar door, "yep thats it, just one foot after the other."

firexfistasce:

He tossed the dirty clothes off to a pile in the corner, “I knowww I knoww, I”m coming, just getting things out of the way.” His voice had a melodic tone to it, “didn’t realize how cuddly you are when you’re drunk.”

"lemme get comfortable first, it actually kinda feels hot for me in here." He said, as he tossed his hat aside, then undoing his belt and tossing that next to wherever his hat was. "no peeking!" Ace slipped his button up shirt off and then took off his shorts, so that he was in his lazy duckie boxers.

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"ahHHh~ this feels a lot better" He hopped onto the bed next to the clingy Carson all curled up in his blankies and kissed her cheek, "you’re too adorable, want me to tuck you in and read you a bedtime story now?" Ace laughed and wrapped his arms around her, "hnm…" He sighed, "there you all warm yet?"

Carson pouted but ignored the comment on her being clingy. Even if it was a little true. “Imma peek anyway.” She stuck her tongue out at him and waited for him to get comfortable and join her in the bed. 

Instantly she became warm as she snuggled and cuddled up next to him. “Cute boxers. You pick them out yourself?” She teased kissing him back on the cheek and rested her head on his shoulder. 

"Almost warm….You can tell me a story if you want. Actually, a bedtime story would be great." She wasn’t going to let him back out of it now. "What story are you gonna tell me?" She wrapped her leg around Ace’s and stuck her cold foot against his calf. 

She didn’t want to go to sleep yet. She wanted to keep listening to Ace’s voice. 
She reached over taking his hand and linked her fingers with it subconsciously rubbng her thumb over his. 

His voice sounded a little drawled since he was laying down and in his relaxed position, treating Carson like a pillow he could freely squish when needed, “well uh once upon a- - AH GEEZ! woman your leg is freezing!” He said in response to her leg brushing against his, “anyways…once upon a time…” His voice dragged it on, his energy was slowly disappearing. “there was a pirate„„„zzzzzzzzzzzz” He fell asleep before he could even start the story. Ace was having another episode again.

His grip grew tighter on Carson and the snoring noises began, not as loud as we thought. Ace pulled her close, against his body, thinking she was nothing but a pillow for him to squish.


carson-thatcher: "You drink can't as much am me!" 

firexfistasce:

"sweetheart," He took the drink from her hands and set it down on the counter, "I think you’ve had enough for now." 

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"c’mon lets go home." He gently, helped her up and walked her out the bar door, "yep thats it, just one foot after the other."

carson-thatcher:

Carson sputtered and pouted puffing out her cheeks and crossed her arms over her chest, “I am not afraid of the dark…” She muttered and watched the flame flicker in front of her eyes. 

Ahh, she really needed him to stay warm… and keep her company. Sleeping alone was never fun. 

She stood on her tippy toes and blew out the flame and smiled linking her arm with his, “I’m sure you’re not that bad.” She laughed and followed him to his room. 

Once they were inside she didn’t even bother to look at what he called ‘a mess’ and just headed straight for the bed kicking off her right shoe. He was picking up a pair of his pants and tossing a few things around talking about the burning smell and clothes everywhere.

She sighed and snuggled into the blankets looking at him from where she laid down. “Don’t worry about it.” She laughed, “Your room looks fine. Come on. I need my own personal sun to come and warm me up. Why is it so cold in here?” She huffed and shivered underneath the blankets. 

She wasn’t sure if it was really cold or if her head was messing with her. She was pretty drunk. 

She reached out for him with grabby hands and curled her head to the side cutely. 

He tossed the dirty clothes off to a pile in the corner, “I knowww I knoww, I”m coming, just getting things out of the way.” His voice had a melodic tone to it, “didn’t realize how cuddly you are when you’re drunk.”

"lemme get comfortable first, it actually kinda feels hot for me in here." He said, as he tossed his hat aside, then undoing his belt and tossing that next to wherever his hat was. "no peeking!" Ace slipped his button up shirt off and then took off his shorts, so that he was in his lazy duckie boxers.

"ahHHh~ this feels a lot better" He hopped onto the bed next to the clingy Carson all curled up in his blankies and kissed her cheek, "you’re too adorable, want me to tuck you in and read you a bedtime story now?" Ace laughed and wrapped his arms around her, "hnm…" He sighed, "there you all warm yet?"


carson-thatcher: "You drink can't as much am me!" 

carson-thatcher:

firexfistasce:

firexfistasce:

"sweetheart," He took the drink from her hands and set it down on the counter, "I think you’ve had enough for now." 

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"c’mon lets go home." He gently, helped her up and walked her out the bar door, "yep thats it, just one foot after the other."

carson-thatcher:

Carson laughed and let out a silly girly squeal as he swooped her up off her feet into his arms. She leaned her head tiredly on his shoulder until she heard the playful insult, “Oi… I’m not fat…” 

She swung her foot a little barely able to tap him in the side with the heel of her right shoe. 

She knew he was only teasing though. The blunette let out a sigh and nuzzled back into his shoulder pressing her face into his neck. 

Her lips brushed over his warm freckly skin and she breathed in his scent that mixed with the smell of alcohol. He smelled like sweet burning wood and smoke with a hint of the sea and salt from the ocean. She just couldn’t get enough of it. It was almost as intoxicating as the alcohol and it made her brain go just as fuzzy. 

She let out a low giggle again and fluttered her eyes open when he said they were getting closer to the ship. 

She reached up running a hand over his cheek softly just staring up at him and admiring him. He looked so gorgeous… and not just because she was drunk. He was always gorgeous but right now she just couldn’t take her eyes off him. 

Once they made it back to the ship she dropped her hand and looked to the deck. It was pretty much empty save for the energetic pup that was wagging and jumping around waiting for his chance to jump up. 

"Stefaaaan!" She held out her hands reaching towards the dog almost falling out of Ace’s arms in her excitement. "I haven’t seen you in forever! Who’s a good puppy! Who’s a good boy?! Hmm!!?" 

She giggled and reached down patting the pup on the head as he let out a bark of excitement. “Shh shhhh not too loud boy. Don’t wanna wake everyone up!” Carson wasn’t too quiet herself but Stefan just huffed and gave a tiny woof under his breathe as if he understood. 

"Why can’t you be that obedient?" She looked back to Ace just teasing him. 

"Why can’t you be that obedient?"

He playfully pouted at Carson’s comment. Sure she was drunk, but she was still sassy as ever. “oii! I’m a pirate, you shouldn’t be hanging around us bad boys in the first place~”

Stefan was excited to see a new visitor but he was a lot more excited to tug at Ace’s left shoe.

"oii! easy there boy. SHEEZ….everytime I get home." Stefan used his teeth to wiggle Ace’s boot off his left foot. The pup had a habit of taking the crew’s left shoes to make his bed. His bed was everyone’s left shoe in a pile. Happily, he barked and ran off with his left boot.

"yep, that’s Stefan for you, little guy is a shoe thief and here I thought he was actually happy to see me. but he only wanted my shoe." Ace sighed and set Carson down. "still wobbly?" The pirate tried to keep her balanced on her feet. He laughed, "you’re seriously gonna have the worst headache tomorrow. I suggest you get some sleep. the hangovers gonna kill you tomorrow, I bet. heh." Ace shook his head as Stefan started to make it harder for Carson to walk by wiggling through her legs with his chubby body, "oii! Stefan! give the woman some room here- -" Ace picked up the pup like a princess so that he’d behave. "ahah! gotcha now. don’t worry mi’lady! I’ve caught the beast." He teased as he showed Carson to the guests room.

Carson giggled a little and cupped his face with her hands and pulled his face against hers pressing their foreheads together and wiggling her feet. “What makes you think I’m so innocent hmm?!” She released him and relaxed back in his arms as Stefan started gnawwing and tugging at his shoe. 

"I’m sure he is very happy to see you. That’s why he steals your boot. He knows that everyone is home and safe and with him." When she was sat down Carson wobbled a little. She had gotten too used to being carried. 

She started to walk off with Ace and linked her arm with his for some support just as Stefan came back and was wiggling through her legs. 

She laughed and almost toppled over again but she seemed to be keeping her balance quite well. 

"Awhh my hero!" She leaned up on her tip toes to kiss Ace’s nose and then rested a hand on his shoulder for support as she pulled off her left shoe giving it to the silly excited pup. "There you go. Enjoy." 

She turned to look back at Ace, “Are you not going to join me tonight? I could use someone to cuddle.” She pouted and leaned back against the doorframe. 

She really didn’t want to sleep alone. She wanted to hold someone or be held. It was always like that when she got too drunk. If she was alone it was hard for her to go to sleep. 

"hah don’t encourage himm-!" He replied to Carson, when she surrendered her left shoe to the chubby pup, but it was too late. The little guy ran off with her shoe and added it to his pile, then he circled the pile and eventually curled up in a ball in the middle, resting his head on his paws and peacefully closing his eyes, now that he had a full bed of shoes to lay on. "I can’t guarantee you’ll be getting your shoe back." He laughed and scratched the back of his neck.

"whelp, I’ll see ya in the morn- -"

Ace crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, giving Carson a wry smirk as he lifted a brow. “little baby Carson is afraid of the dark? you need a nightlight tonight?!” He snapped his fingers and a tiny flame lit just at the tip of his fingers, like a nightlight. “ohhh I’m not so sure you’d want to cuddle with me at night. did you know I’m a terrible sleeper? sometimes I snore. at least thats what Thatch told me, unless he was screwing with me.” The last part came out as a mumble, but he glanced back at Carson and shrugged, “I guess, you can sleep in my bed tonight. its a bit messy, but c’mon- ” He motioned for her to follow as he just walked down the hall, carefully, walking around Stefan’s bed, then opening the door to his room.

"make yourself at home. here’s the Ace suite~" He joked, and rushed around trying to tidy up the place a bit, "sorry bout my clothes everywhere, ah and don’t mind the burning smell."