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Title: Innocent Confession

Character focus/Pairing(s): Nanami x Gojo [Nanago]

Rating: General

Title: Kink Shaming the Universe

Character focus/Pairing(s): ShiroxKeith [Sheith]

Rating: General

Title: Baby Daddy

Character focus/Pairing(s): Sheith [ShiroxKeith]

Rating: T+

Warnings: Not much in warnings at the moment, just that it wasn’t beta’ed.

Summary: Keith and Shiro sitting in the tree, K-i-s-s-i-n-g! First comes love. Then comes marriage. Then comes baby in the baby carriage. Or so the rhyme goes, but what happens when the baby comes first? Two strangers are about to find out.

Hey guys so I recently participated in @massecretsanta2017 and a little song fic to All I want for Christmas is you, came out of it.

You can Find the original post here

Additionally, you can check it out on FF.net and Ao3.

Soooo, @ammo121​ had this prompt:  "I'm either dying or I found out where that pen went." MAS

So here goes!! Enjoy!~  (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

“I’m either dying of I found out where that pen went.” Ace turned around to look at Sabo who was holding onto the door frame with one hand smearing red on the white paint, while the other held onto his side.

“Bo?” Ace’s brow furrowed as his mind tried to piece together what he was looking at. Sabo was sweating profusely, legs shaking as he seemed to be struggling in keeping his weight up.

“Remember when I said I lost my pen?” the blonde asked with an airy yet humorless chuckle.

By then Ace had made it over to Sabo, worried hands circling under his arm and pulling him away from the door frame. “You shouldn’t be walking around Sabo, what if you bleed out?” Ace worried as he lead Sabo towards the couch.

“Well it turns out that the pen was in the pocket of a sweatshirt I threw on the ground at some point.” he took a quivering breath. “And out of all the impossible odds, when I tripped I happened to land on the pen. It tore through the sweater and.” he gestured uselessly where the pen was impaled on his side.

Ace looked helplessly at the wound, the dark red turning a dark shade of brown as it spread on Sabo’s dark shirt. 

Shit. Ace knew for sure that he was not supposed to pull he pen out, no matter how much he wanted to, with the fall that Sabo had had, it was stuck in pretty deep.

“Just...” Ace bit his bottom lip, his hands shaking as he reached into his pocket. “Just keep pressure on it, I’m calling for an ambulance now.”

The call was made, and Ace waited anxiously, talking to Sabo, forced to watch the younger man’s face grow paler and paler, loosing coloration as the seconds ticked by,

"Hey are you in line?" a voice snapped Marco away from his search, and he turned to meet a pair of illuminated gray eyes.

"I–" the words died on Marco's tongue, and try as he might he was unable to answer so he simply shook his head and moved off to the side.

The man blinked, but much to Marco's relief he didn't comment on Marco's bizarre behavior. "Thanks," the freckled man grinned as he stepped up, and thus closer to Marco. "It's a great turn out isn't it?" he said repeating Whitey's earlier question.

"No problem." Marco said, finally finding his voice after he tore his gaze away from the enchanting man before him, "A lot of people came out to see them, yoi." Marco nodded as his eyes lingered over the people around them and returned to the shorter man.

"Who are you here to see, The Spades or Devil Fruits?"

"I was actually invited along last minute." Marco admitted sheepishly, knowing his brother was too involved in whatever discussion he was having with the person behind the alcohol counter to pay him any attention.

"Don't tell me you aren't secretly happy to be here though," the stranger laughed, "You seem like the type of guy who will enjoy The Spades, ever heard of any of their songs?"

Marco didn't have time to ponder on what type of guy he looked like to give such an impression on the other, he was too busy trying to come up with coherent sentences that wouldn't make him look like a complete idiot.

"I have. A few. Set Sail and No Regrets are the ones I like most, yoi," It was strange for Marco, to find himself in such a situation, tongue tied and uncertain of what to say to a man he had met literally a minute ago. Normally Marco was a great conversationalist, he was able to smoothly enter and maintain a conversation with most everyone. Age, status, gender, appearance, nothing had ever deterred Marco from being social, so then what was it?

"Now I'm convinced, where have you been all my life?" The man laughed, "Marry me!" The smile he received in return for his answer was–for lack of a better word–incredible.

"Marco?" Vista's voice snapped Marco out of his heart attack. Marco had to pry his eyes away from that smile to look at his brother who had a troubled expression on his face.

"I–everything's fine, yoi." Marco spoke quickly hoping to ease his brothers worries, "I was just–"

"Shit," Marco was interrupted by the freckled man again, "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that, my mouth tends to outpace my brain, I didn't mean anything by it," his smile was sheepish now as he clasped the back of his neck. "Seriously didn't mean to cause any trouble, enjoy the show guys." and with that he moved on ahead in line, taking Vista's place.

"That...wasn't odd at all." Vista commented looking from the freckled man to Marco, though the older sibling didn't say anything in response, thanking the gods when the microphone screeched and someone climbed onto the stage.

Hey so I took a few prompts from my MAS buddies, and @midnightluck chose the fire extinguisher AU from this list, Enjoy!~

“Good thing* I brought a fire extinguisher then, yoi” Marco sighed as he grabbed the compact device and pointed it in Ace’s direction.

“No wai–” Whatever protest that Ace was about to shout was cut short as the pressurized smoke screen was released and covered Ace in the foamy substance that immediately suffocated his flames.

By the time Marco was finished spraying Ace, the freckled man was all but waving his hands defensively, a massive pout on his face as he glared up at his boyfriend. “Was that really necessary?”

Marco flashed a grin at Ace, “Entirely.”

“You did kind of set yourself on fire, we’re just trying to put out the fire.” Sabo chimed in helpfully, as he stomped out a small ember on the bank’s floor.

“You have to remember that while you are flame retardant, the carpeted floor under us is not, yoi.” Marco chided as he ran his fingers through Ace’s white coated hair.

“I do remember!” Ace huffed, “I was only trying to set my hands on fire not all of me...it was just that he made me so mad! How dare he just waltz in here in the middle of my heist and try to rescue you? Every hero knows that putting an end to my evil doings is Blue’s gig.”

“Actually, Spade.” Sabo hummed as he nudged the unconscious man who was covered from head to toe in onyx soot, “It is the job of every hero within the city to protect civilians from the immanent threat of villains, so he was in his jurisdiction.”

Ace snorted, “That’s just a silly rule that you heroes like to tell yourselves, but since I don’t have to listen to those rules, I say that the only one that can stop me is my archnemesis, Blue Rebel. Otherwise why am I wasting my time with robbing the bank if I don’t get to see you?”

“Maybe you should just stop assaulting the bank? Ever think of that?” Sabo asked with the lightest hint of annoyance in his voice.

“We’ve been over this Blue! Robbing the bank is the best heist on my evil agenda, it gives me Marco time.”

"And so the little bird was able to make it back to his nest, just as the stars began to come out to play. The end, yoi." Marco finished his bedtime story to the two children. Haruta was in the process of nodding off, her eyes struggling to stay open as she listened to the end of the story, while Thatch was already fast asleep in his bed.

Marco smiled softly as he kissed Haruta's forehead first, "Goodnight my love, I'll see you in the morning, yoi."

Haruta managed a smile before she too succumbed to sleep and drifted off.

A kiss and goodnight was also given to Thatch before a soft voice spoke up.

"Oh how adorable!" Izo whispered, "The little angels were tired after their long day. And speaking of days, Marco my dear would you like some tea?"

Marco supposed the talk she had promised they would have could only be out off so long before she hunted him down. "You say that like you'll let me get away without having tea with you, yoi."

Izo said nothing, but merely smiled and walked into the room, wishing the twins her own goodnights before leading Marco back down to where the kitchen was.

Moments later, the two were sitting at the kitchen island, across one another. Two cups of golden monkey tea served and ready to drink. Marco, however, wasn't drinking it, instead he nursed his cup, watching the steam rose out and disappeared in front of him.

"Marco, honey. You know I hate seeing you like this." Izo began, her hand reaching out to gently lay over his. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Unless you can make people flip their personalities, I'm afraid there is no helping this matter, yoi." Marco confessed.

Izo hummed, a signal for him to continue and Marco nodded, telling her about the first interaction he had had with Hancock Boa and their interactions as well as he could remember them.

"She had this deep rooted loathing for me, yoi," Marco concluded, "And I can't even begin to pinpoint where I went wrong so I can at least try to fix things. She's turning the entire office against me, and I just…" he trailed off shoulders slumped.

Izo said nothing at first, finishing off her tea and pouring herself another cup. "From the sound of it, there are two possibilities that I can see. And neither of them is going to be easy to hear."

"Women like her are catty, defensive, and overall unpleasant to be around. I have no doubt that she was the queen bee of the company, admired and looked up to by the rest of the staff to the point that her head became too big and she came to expect immediate appraisal and submission. The fact that you didn't automatically fall to her feet was a challenge to her of sorts. In her mind she must think your sole purpose in showing up is to take over what she has worked for. Not only to challenge her authority but to take her position as well.

"Alternatively, and hear me out it's going to sound crazy." Izo warned beforehand, taking a sip of her tea and effectively notching up the anticipation.

"To be put simply, she has a crush on you." Izo finished, setting her cup down once again and tsk'ing softly.

Hello!~ This is my half of a drabble trade with @paox, I was given the choice of angst and a cute little drunk starter, but of course the allure of the angst was too much and welp... The sentence starter is “You mean so much to me. Please let me help.” I changed the me to us, because MAS reasons. I hope you enjoy!

“You mean so much to us. Please let us help.” the words resonated within Ace’s mind as he glared at everything and yet nothing in particular.

The snow was finally beginning to fall from above. The sweet icy kisses landing on Ace’s previously warm cheeks and bared arms as he sat on the steps of the apartment complex. The warmth Ace was famous for began to fade little by little as he continued his stay outdoors, and after a few minutes the lowering temperature began to seep into every single one of his pores until his bones felt as nothing more than chunks of ice.

Ace was used to the cold now, he was used to the cruel world he had been born into. Or so he told himself.

A sighed created a small puff of smoke in front of Ace as he tried to think of something, anything else, but those words continued to plague Ace. And those alluring and honest blue eyes continued to haunt him, even as he shut his eyes trying to escape them.

Honestly, how dare they? Ace thought bitterly. Who even asked you to care?! Both of you!

Their kindness, did Ace really deserve that? What exactly had he done to make either of them care? If anything he had done his absolute best to drive them away, until he realized his attempts were futile.

Who could ever care about scum like him anyway? He was a nobody, he amounted to nothing. He was just a waste of space that should have never been born.

“Why would you say such a terrible thing, yoi?” Marco’s voice asked him softly.

“Why can't you see how special you are, Ace?” Sabo’s whisper followed.

“But I’m not!” Ace yelled into the emptiness of the deserted street, “I’m telling you the truth...I am…”

“You’re Ace.” Sabo finished his sentence, “And you are our beloved.” Marco added, his voice filled with so much conviction and warmth.

Ace wanted to believe him, he wanted to believe Marco and Sabo when they said that they loved him, and when they swore that they cared about him, but he just couldn’t.

Ace had never thought he would be cared for, not after his mother had passed, and certainly not after his time with Teach.

“What he did to you was wrong.” Marco’s soft voice was like a warm caress on his cold cheek, “What he made you believe is beyond evil, Ace. Let us help you. You mean so much to us. Please let us help.”

Ace had responded in the only way he could, with anger. He didn’t know how else to react. All of this was new to him, these things called affectionate feelings. He was regretting that now, the way that he had yelled at both Marco and Sabo, telling them that he didn’t need any help, that he wasn’t worth the trouble. And then he went on to accuse them of treating him like a pet project that they were planning to fix because they thought he was broken or something.

Hurt had flashed in both of their eyes. Ace hated to think about that, he loathed to know that he was the cause of the sadness in those blue eyes. And that was why he was outside now, freezing himself and his anger because he could never forgive himself if he had continued to hurt them.

Deep in his heart Ace knew that they wanted to help him come to terms with himself, and to see his self worth/ But years upon years of having believed otherwise were not so easily erased.

Ace didn’t know how long he sat outside. When he finally trudged back into the apartment and knocked on the door to the apartment he shared with his two lovers, there was a trail of puddles that lead up to where he stood.

Sabo opened the door, and immediately Ace was enveloped in warm arms as he was lead inside, Marco quickly joining them as he wrapped Ace in a large towel and blanket.

“I...want to learn.” Ace whispered his eyes finally looking up to where Sabo and Marco hovered next to them.

So this is a series of Drabbles and One shots that came from this Prompt list

Neither of them asked if he was okay because it was clear that he wasn't. Hell, none of them were on their own. But they had long since learned that together, life was less cruel and given more meaning. With each other they realized that happiness was possible, and so was love.

Alibaba and Morgiana sat next to Hakuryuu, Alibaba on his right and Morgiana on his left as they wrapped their arms around him.

Sometimes silence was all they needed.

Alibaba came from a broken home, his mother having passed when he was younger and leaving him alone for the better part of two years before he was taken in by his previously estranged father. His dad claimed to love his mother, but Alibaba never knew what to believe after he was taken in and discarded, growing up in seclusion from his dad and step siblings.

Morgiana's past was no better, in fact it was worse. She had no recollection of her parents to speak of, and no real home. She was tossed into the foster system and taken from family to family until she was taken into a home where she was sold into human trafficking. Neither Hakuryuu nor Alibaba asked about her time there; they just knew that she was forced to fight for her life every single day. Her past there was the main reason she was easy to startle and why she had pinned Alibaba when he had woken her.

And then there was Hakuryuu, the first few years of his life had been good, happy even. He had lived in a very loving family with his father, mother, older brothers, and sister. But that all changed one night when he was six. Their house was invaded and set ablaze, that night his father and brothers were taken from him along with half of his face and his eyesight in his left eye. After that his mom had remarried and her love for him seemed to have burned that same night. The years that followed were accompanied by endless arguments and fights between him and his mother. His sister, Hakuei, had tried to ease him in the transaction, she was patient and kind with him. But even she had had her limits with their mother and escaped as soon as she could promising to return for him. So far it had been a year since that promise.

The broken down and decaying shack had been their salvation from their torment. Alibaba had found it first, after the start of his new life with his father he became overwhelmed and ran into the woods where the little hut was. Pretty soon it became one of his regular spots to just be alone with his thoughts, until it wasn't. Morgiana was the second to stumble upon it after she had ran from her captors, ending up there half starved and dehydrated. Needless to say that Alibaba was surprised when he spotted a bloodied and beat up girl in his sanctuary, but that didn't deter him from helping her.

Hakuryuu was the last to step into their little paradise. He had been trying to escape his family after a particularly nasty fight with his mother. His lip had been broken and his cheek was beginning to swell from the slap he had received. Haku had only wanted a place where he could cry in peace away from the disapproving eyes of his mother. And he found that place in the woods, inside what appeared to be an abandoned hut. However, he soon discovered that the little shack housed someone, a young girl with rags for clothes and an untrustful gaze.

Morgiana and Hakuryuu didn't speak at first, one of them fighting back tears while the other was ready to bolt out of the flimsy door in case she needed to.

And the Ao3 one is over here!~

You know if you want ^^~

Hey Guys, :D Guess who got a new chapter done?! If you guessed a different more reliable author then you may be right lol, but yeah no I also did this :D

Feel free to check it out on ff, or Ao3.

Hey Guy’s, the fifth chapter for Golden Sun is now up. Here is a portion of it, you can find the rest of it on my Ao3 and Fanfiction .net account

Hope you enjoy!~

Thatch,

I do hope this letter finds you well in your current residence as I know how uneasy you must be by now. Oyaji, too, is beginning to have reservations about his assignment. He was convinced that by sending you, it would ease the mounting stress between our coven and that of the Count's but it appears that Oyaji is starting to second guess his decision.

This isn't to say that he does not have faith in your ability to complete your task, but simply that perhaps it was too soon for you to be there.

Nonetheless, we have faith in you. If you need backup let us know and we will send someone to help you as soon as we can.

I imagine you're rolling your eyes at our worry right about now. So I will not push the matter any further. Oyaji sends his love, as we all do. Your presence at the castle is very…noticeable. It's much less loud as you can imagine. But not as much as you would think, Blenheim recently returned to the castle after completing his latest travel. And while he was out he befriended an Oxen.

Can you believe that? He just strode into the castle with that creature in tow. And of course Fossa thought he was dinner and started chasing after the poor thing until Blenheim had to step in and reassure the animal that he wouldn't be turned into a meal. Oyaji was amuses as you might have guessed, while the staff was none too pleased at having to clean up the mess afterwards. So to appease them and as a way of apology I had to give them extra pay to get things back in order.

The kitchen staff also misses you you know, they claim their dishes aren't as great without you about the kitchen. And I have to say, I miss your cooking as well. No one brews coffee like you. But I'm afraid that's the only praise I'm willing to give in this letter lest your head, or should I say hair, get bigger than it already is.

With loving affection,

Marco Newgate

Title: Accidentally in Love Character focus/Pairing(s): MarcoAceSabo [MAS] Rating: K+ Warnings: Get ready for Fluff :D and Papa Marco!~ oh and non betaing because I have no beta >>; Summary:  Marco was once a rebellious youth and his actions lead to fatherhood, a responsibility that he loves very much. He was blessed with a pair of twins Haruta and Thatch, who prove to be quite a handful when they aren’t being perfect angels. However a needed move away from his supportive family will introduce the small family to two individuals in need of one of their own.

See the beginnings of the fic under the cut. The rest of the chapter is posted on my Ao3 and Fanficion. net Accounts, PenName is LeafyxThiefy.

“Dad!” An excited voice yelled into the silence of the apartment, not at all caring that he would in turn wake up his father.

“Dad! It’s time!” Marco’s bed began to move as soon as the toddler hoisted himself and his sibling onto the taller surface. The jostling didn’t stop there though, pretty soon Marco’s body started to jump in time with the motions that were imposed on the bed as the toddlers decided that jumping on the bed would be the perfect follow up to the fine morning.

“Yeah Papa! Today is the day, right, right?” The second voice chimed in and started pulling at Marco’s arms with as much force as a three year old could.

“I am” Marco groaned closing his hand around the two small ones that pulled at his arm in case his daughter lost her grip. 

“I’m awake, yoi.” Marco murmured and opened his eyes to look at the smiling pair of children.