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Executioner's Song
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  • Parts 49
  • Time 9h 15m
  • Reads 25,313
  • Votes 1,227
  • Parts 49
  • Time 9h 15m
Ongoing, First published Apr 07
2 new parts
Portgas D Ace x Female Reader

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Family is a messy word for people who were chewed up and spat out by a world where money and power is more important than love and warmth. This fact is true even for the most dangerous child alive, a girl born with the power to copy the very power that many other seek: Devil Fruits. With the word 'justice' on their backs, marines hunted her down, burning everything in the way, unaware that she would find home in a world far away from the laws that sought to control; in a world of pirates.

REVISED AND REWRITTEN FROM "AN ETERNAL BOND" (ALSO BY ME)
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"We're not friends," you snap, narrowing your eyes into a glare sharp enough to pierce stone. "And stop calling me that." He tilts his head, his curls catching the faint, flickering light of the soul-lamps nearby. "Calling you what, darling?" he asks, his voice smooth and lilting, every syllable soaked in feigned innocence. Your teeth clench so hard it's a wonder they don't crack. Heat rises in your chest, crawling up your neck like an itch you can't quite scratch. His smirk only deepens, clearly reveling in your irritation, and you have to fight the urge to hurl the pair of gardening shears in your hand at his insufferably perfect face." --- Or, you are the immortal servant to Hades and Persephone, and Hermes cannot help himself but to get under your skin.