"Looks like you lost another hand, Ace." You said with satisfaction. Ace stared at the cards on the table with disbelief.
"This is the third hand in a row!" He cried, throwing his hands up in the air. "How do you keep doing this?"
You giggled at the flustered man. "You just suck at this, Ace! Now what will it be? Your pants? Or you could skip ahead to your underwear ~." You happily asked him. When Ace said he had lost three hands in a row, he wasn't kidding. First it had been his hat (which you personally didn't think was "clothing" but, hey, if you could break the rules so could he.), then it had been his shoes, followed by his socks. Needless to say you were getting
“It’s been three days since you’ve been here (y/n). Aren’t you gonna come out once before we leave tomorrow yoi?” Marco asks as he, Thatch and Ace walk into the room and sit on your bed.
You ignore them as you keep your eyes on the book “Nope. Go have your fun.”
Thatch pushes the book down to show you his puppy dog eyes “But it’s no fun without you!”
You push him off the bed then get back to your book. “I’m sure you can manage.”
Ace twitches an eyebrow in irritation as he
You were nine months along with Marco’s child. You were carrying the phoenix’s baby and Whitebeard was honored to be a grandfather and to see new life brought into the world. Ace was overjoyed that his best friend was going to be a father. The crew had a large baby shower for you both to welcome the baby.
“Eggy want to see daddy?” Marco asked your stomach as the baby moved closer to him while Marco peppered kisses from your stomach to your neck, making you giggle as his affection grew for you both. You grunted as you realized the baby wanted to see Marco b