Hi guys! I'm doing my best to update while I'm in the ~zone~. This story request is from my first reviewer greensaber92, who is awesome. She requested a Tsunsdere!ReaderxAce fic, and I shall oblige (Ace is my second favorite anyways)... Sleeping Moon, I will get your chapter up soon!
Now, I had a reviewer ask me to clarify the annotations I use in my story. Please tell me if I miss any.
(y/n)-Your name
(h/l)-Hair length
(h/c)-Hair color
(e/c)-Eye color
Now sit back, relax, and review at the end~
~~~~~~~~~~Heartbeat~~~~~~~~~~
Stupid Ace. Stupid birds. Stupid forest. But most of all, stupid you. What the hell were you thinking? Really, you want to know! Who in their right mind would accept Ace's help in getting somewhere? They must be fucked up in the head to-
You know what, being pissed at yourself takes too much energy. You'd much rather be pissed at Ace. He's the one that got the two of you here, wandering helplessly around the forest… Well, at least in your case. Ace, no matter how much of an idiot he is, has a sword and knows how to use it. Personally, you don't know how he hasn't lopped off an arm or something, all you can assume is that Ace has a severely overworked Guardian Angel. That is, if Wonderland even has angels…
How long has it been since you were dropped here in this hell-hole? That day you had broken up with your ass of a boyfriend after discovering how much of a chronic liar he was. All the things he told you… the car, the job, the girl… Feh! It's not like you really liked him, he was just a good kisser… and he treated you like a princess… Maybe that's why you almost liked Ace. He was always pretty honest, to the point of being blunt…
ACK! You tripped on a raised tree root, you guessed you deserved after zoning out so hard. Quick as lightning, Ace turned around and caught you in his arms, his usual cheerful smile firmly in place.
"Haha~ Be careful (y/n)! You could have hit your head pretty hard!"
You scowl, and jump out of his arms.
"Oh shut it. Where the hell are we, anyways? You said you knew a quick way to the Clocktower, and that was two goddamn hours ago!"
Ace scratched his head, looking befuddled.
"Ahhh~ I don't know. I could have sworn it was just over here… But it's okay! I've never been in these woods before, exploring them is like an adventure~!"
You swear you're gonna pop a blood vessel. It's gonna pop, and all of your blood is going to splatter on your face and it'll ruin your clothes, cause if there's one thing you've learned in Wonderland, it's how hard it is to get bloodstains out of clothes.
"Well you can play pretend adventures all you want, but I promised Julius I'd be at the fucking Clocktower already! I swear if you make me get one more punctuality lecture from him I'm gonna-"
Ace interrupts you mid-rant, pointing at the sky, which is rapidly changing from bright blue to pitch black.
"It looks like we'll have to camp out till the next time change. Darn~"
Why do you get the feeling he's not as dejected at this turn of events as he appears? Oh right, because this is Wonderland and you're not a fucking idiot.
You grudgingly help set up the tent, which seemed much smaller on the outside than it really was. Ah well, more space for you to put between you and Ace. Together you get it up in no time, and Ace brings out a few sandwiches from god-only-knows where. You sniff at it, trying to smell any kind of possible tampering, and take a small bite. Then a bigger bite. Then you shove the rest in your mouth.
What? You haven't eaten in hours!
Ace seems amused by this. You send him a glare, then burrow yourself into your sleeping bag. Psh, who is he to judge you? At least you aren't a murdering idiot who can't take four steps in any direction before getting lost.
You stay there for a while, doing your best to pretend to sleep. You here Ace shuffle around the tent, coming very close o you a few times, but never touching you. Good. You didn't want Ace to touch you… or run his hand through your hair… or kiss you…
God, you're stupid when you're tired. You should just get to sleep already…
~~~~~~~~~~Heartbeat~~~~~~~~~~
Hmmmm, it's so nice and warm. You dream of mushy things that you would never admit to when you wake. Things like whispered words, gentle kisses, and warm arms holding you closely. They cradle you, hands softly stroking your (h/l), (h/c) hair. You sigh contentedly against your dream mans chest, and the arms tighten around you... Arms too real to be a dream.
Your (e/c) eyes shoot open, and you begin to thrash. It does nothing, no matter how hard you try, Ace-cause it could only be Ace- just chuckled and tightened his grip. There's no point in screaming, the two of you were deep in the woods, the only things that would hear you were whatever nocturnal animals Wonderland housed. You did it anyways, curse words spewing from your mouth at the top of your lungs. Eventually, you grow silent and still, waiting to see what your companion will do now.
It's quiet for a few moments, as if you've stunned even the crickets with your potty mouth. Then Ace speaks, and it's different than how he usually sounds. The tone is cheerful... but there's an edge to it, sharp and noticeable like the blade of a knife... Or a sword.
"My~ Those were some pretty naughty words (y/n). Where did you learn them, I wonder? Perhaps Black Joker? Or was it a lover left behind in your world?"
You freeze. You had never spoken about your ex. The subject was a taboo for you... N-not because it still hurt or anything, just because you knew all the idiots in Wonderland would feel jealous or try and comfort you when you were just fine. Ace couldn't possibly know about him... right?
"Ah~ Did I touch a nerve? I'm sorry, I just wanted to see why your heart is beating so fast. I can see your pulse jumping in your pretty little neck. Is it because of the thought of your lover?"
You regain your voice, finally, though it is a bit more shaky than you had hoped.
"N-no! Don't talk about him, you bastard!"
Ace pulls you up more until you are face-to-face, his red eyes meeting your terrified (e/c).
"So if it's not him who has you so worked up, who could it possibly be? Julius? Joker? Or perhaps... Me?"
At that last word, his arms grip you and turn you around. Now you are laying on the ground face up, arms gripped in one of Aces large hands. His other is pulling down your shirt ever so casually. You try to buck up your hips to dislodge him, but that just makes his grin widen.
"Hehe~ Let's save that for later, shall we? What I want right now is to hear your heart race."
He positions his head on your breast, listening to your wildly thumping heart. God your so scared, but mixed in with that fear was a sliver of excitement rapidly growing. Ace is attractive, you silently admit to yourself, and strong and dangerous and honest and everything your ex wasn't. Your eyes are fixed on Aces, and his on yours. They're so strange, so beautifully strange...
"A-Ace"
Your voice is barely audible, a whisper of a whisper. Still, Ace heard it, though you aren't sure how with how loud your heart is beating.
"Yes (y/n)?"
Why does he sound so fucking casual while you're barely able to keep your composure, or what little of it you have left? His free hand is stroking your side gently, slowly traveling lower to your hip bone. It feels... Too good, it's making your head fuzzy.
"A-Ace, please." You're not sure whether you're asking him to stop or to continue.
Ace, that bastard, moves up from your exposed chest to mouth at your pulse point. You give a startled moan and shudder. He nips, not at all gently, and you gasp. Fuck, what is he doing to you? You can still see his eyes, ruby red. It suits him.
"You're mine now, (y/n). Now and forever."
~~~~~~~~~~Silence~~~~~~~~~~
Th-Th-That's all, folks! Had some trouble writing this one, I'm pretty much the exact opposite of tsundere, but it was a fun challenge! Now I'm going to repeat what I said at the end of the last chapter in case anyone didn't read it and is now, for some reason, reading this. Here's how it goes. I'll take any readerxwhoever requests as long as it follows these three golden rules:
Nothing that could make me change this from T to M.
Nothing too specific. (I don't mind clarification, just don't take it too far and give me Every. Last. Detail.)
No gore/rape/murder. Unless it's Blood. Jk, not even him.
If you ask for any of these, I will do one of to things: Ignore you or point and laugh, then ignore you.
Lastly, please review me with any compliments, criticisms, or expressions of love and devotion you may have. Signing off, this has been SariaHael on A Simple Readers Weirdness. Stay tuned for more updates in our continuing story.