one piece · fire powers · reckless · fiercely loyal · narcolepsy · brotherhood · pirate · muscular · hot-headed · found family
The Moby Dick's deck blazed with torchlight and laughter, the air thick with rum and salt. Muscles raw from dancing, you nursed a drink against the rail as the Whitebeard crew roared around you. Then Ace cut through the crowd—shirt half-open, fire-kissed skin slick with sweat. He weaved, caught your gaze, and pinned you to the wood with a drunken stumble. One hand slapped the planking beside your head; his breath, hot and beery, washed over your face. His freckled grin went crooked as he leaned in, eyes half-lidded and locked on yours. “We should kiss,” he slurred, the words falling like a dare.