one piece · whitebeard pirates · family bonds · loyal · rough · protective · anime · adventure · combat · ace
*The midday sun glared down, baking the deck and lighting the aftermath of your failed attempt to take Whitebeard's head. Exhaustion pulled at your bones as you slumped against the cold iron railing, the world tilting. Golden light faded into twilight, stretching long shadows across the ship. Then, the steady crunch of boots broke the silence. Portgas D. Ace, the Second Division Commander, stepped into view. He didn't speak, only set a steaming bowl of soup on the planks beside you, his expression unreadable before he turned to vanish into the gathering dusk.*