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pairing: smoker x f!reader warnings: 18+ ; sexual themes, minors dni summary: you were running from thugs in your town when an unexpected savior pulls you into a dark alleyway. now you're hoping that the shadows are enough to hide you and the vice admiral as desires begin to take over
Smoker pushed you into the alleyway, as thugs came running past. He didn’t exactly want to start a fight while you were under his protection. Crowding you into the darkness of the alley, his large frame pushed you against the wall as he shielded you from your captors as they searched for you. “Vice admiral?” You quipped, shocked to see the marine. Rogue gangsters roamed the lawless town and you became their next target. The last thing you had expected was your secret crush to come rescue you. Smoker and his troop of G-5 marines had landed in your town a couple of weeks ago, and you fell hard for the silver haired vice admiral. What you didn't know, was that it was not unrequited, his piercing eyes had a red glow to it as they watched your every move, breath, his ears hanging onto every word and laughter that came from your pretty lips.
“Shut up, and stay quiet,” he growled. All you could feel was the heat of his body, the grip of his large hand on her hips, and the lingering smell of his cigars filling your senses and was that… a hint of cologne? They heard more running footsteps and Smoker was ready to activate his Devil Fruit Powers to whisk them away. You could barely breathe as you could only focus on the close proximity of Smoker's well built chest. But the loud voices and footsteps of the enemy immediately overrode your giddy feelings, and you heard someone yell your name, tauntingly and you shuddered.
"Y/N... you can't hide forever!" The sing-song voice floated closer to the alley. Smoker felt your fingers grip onto the edge of his jacket and he looked down to see your large brown eyes gaze up at him fearfully. He pulled himself closer to your small form and glanced over his shoulder. It was still too dangerous to move from their position and your trembling form pushed away the less-than-innocent thoughts that seemed to live rent-free in the marine's head.
“Hey! Check over here!” He felt you grab his jacket, and pull him deeper into the dark shadows of the alleyway. He almost tripped, catching himself … a breath away from your own lips. The shadows hid the both of you but he thought someone could hear the pounding of his own heart . Smoker could smell the jasmine laced into your hair, and he could feel the rise and fall of your chest against his own. He didn’t know what happened next but all he knew was by the time the footsteps retreated, he was already kissing you. Soft sighs escaped from your lips, and he continued his ministrations as he coaxed your tongue to play with his. His hand ghosted down your spine sending shivers throughout your body. You felt the vice admiral’s large hand slip underneath your shirt, and cup your breast , kneading your soft globe with his rough fingers. A moan escaped and he swallowed it with his kiss while muttering : “Quiet, there princess.” You felt your knees grow weak, and he pushed his knee between your legs, holding you up. He felt the warmth of your core pulse through his pants.
“V-vice Admiral,” you gasped. “Someone will…”
“No one's gonna look if you stay quiet,” he said gruffly. “Gods you’re making it so hard to not want to take you.” He looked at you up and down, not stopping his actions on your breast, and he leaned in to close his mouth over your nipple. Smoker clapped a hand over your mouth to stifle the cry, as he coated you with his saliva, sucking and massaging the pink nub with his tongue. He latched on and began sucking harder and you felt like you were going to pass out. “So soft,” he groaned. He knew he couldn’t continue or he wouldn’t be able to stop. "Not here," he said, and a soft whine escaped making his member even harder than it already was. "We need to go." He lifted you into his arms, and smoke enveloped the both of you. Now that your hunters were far, he could use his Devil technique without being detected. When you opened your eyes, he had transported you back to his ship. There were no marines on the part of the ship where Smoker had taken you, and he carried you to his quarters.
"Vice Admiral this is...," you said looking up at him.
"They'll know where to look for you, so I figured you'd be safer here for the night instead of taking you home," Smoker explained as he set you down. His office was very tidy, with the exception of his desk which was littered with official documents and papers. The smell of his cologne and his cigars wrapped around you like a safety blanket as you wandered through the room.
"Y/N." You turned to look at him as the door clicked behind him. You could see his form was visibly tense, and he was watching you with a glint of red. Just a few minutes ago, he was ravishing you in a back alley. Now, the two of you stood in his territory with a palpable tension, waiting for the other to do something. Before anyone could say anything, there was a sharp knock on the door making you jump.
"Vice Admiral!"
"What?" Smoker barked with irritation.
"You're needed on the docks - unauthorized personnel heading to the ship. Looks like they're looking for someone." Smoker turned back to the door, but he suddenly felt your small arms wrap around him, as you pressed your small frame against his back.
"I need to deal with them - or they'll never leave you alone," Smoker said gruffly. He slowly turned to face you and gently cupped your face in his large hands. "Be good and wait for me." You nodded and in what seemed to be an uncharacteristic gesture, he brushed his rough lips against your forehead, and left. He was going to make this quick but painful with these intruders.
There was no way he can leave you alone, now that he had a sample of the sweet intoxicating taste of your skin, and the noises that came from your mouth.
He would make sure to make you his.
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imagine-horizons · 20 days
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Surgeon of Death: Doll Edition IV
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Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 trafalgar d. law xf!siren warnings: suggestive sexual content, minors dni summary: you were always safe with him, and now, he wonders how safe you would be from his desires. Now Playing: Love Me Like You Do - Ellie Goulding
You had fallen asleep next to Bepo when Law found you and the rest of the crew in one of the local taverns. Your head was resting on your arms on the bar table, and the others scrambled to find an excuse of why you had been dragged out so late into the night. Carefully he picked you up bridal style, and you subconsciously tucked yourself closer against his chest. He carried you back to the Polar Tang without another word, straight to his Captain's quarters and laid you down on his bed. Law settled next to you and gently pushed a strand of hair away from your face, drawing the blankets over you. Never did he think he would be in this position - you reminded him of home, and he was your safe haven, and for the first time he thought about a personal future with someone else. He was so focused on avenging his past, focused on finding the One Piece, that he forgot about what would come after. He became so lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice you wake up.
"Law?" You rarely said his name, and his eyes flickered to you, and he leaned over so he was practically nose to nose with you. In recent weeks, the two of you have gotten closer. The slight brush of the hand against the small of your back, the bump of his chin against the crown of your head and when you leaned in to get his attention, your noses practically touched.
"It's nothing," the Surgeon of Death murmured, gently stroking your cheek. Your eyes fluttered closed as he let his lips ghost across yours teasingly. He let his tongue flicker across, gently wetting your lower lip as your mouth parted slightly. He couldn't help himself and closed the gap between them, drawing a soft sigh from you as he deepened the kiss. His tongue coaxed yours to play with his, and when he pulled away, he could see a thin string that still connected them, your tongue hanging out, panting from the loss of oxygen from their kiss. Your cheeks were flushed, as your bright blue eyes gazed at him in awe and shock.
"You really are a siren, aren't ya?" Law growled. "Tempting your Captain." Your blush deepened as he grasped your chin with two tattooed fingers. He pushed the blanket off of you, and crawled over you, caging you as his legs straddled your hips. He grabbed your hands and moved them above your heaad, as he interlaced your fingers together. A whimper escaped as you rubbed your thighs together, your knee accidentally brushing against him, and a deep groan rose from his chest and emitted from his lips.. "What... do you want your Captain to do?"
"I want - " Your voice trailed off into a whine, as Law leaned down to nip at your collarbone with his teeth. Your next words would send the Captain's mind and heart into a frenzy.
"I... want the Captain to give me orders," you managed to whisper. You watched as Law's eyes immediately darkened, pupils blown wide open to the point where his irises were non-existent.
"Do you trust me?" He asked gently, releasing one of your hands, to cup the side of your face. He couldn't bear to think of even hurting you, which always made him wonder if he really could keep you safe, especially from himself. But you nodded, and nuzzled against his touch.
"Yes," you replied, your eyes hypnotized by Law. He leaned in even closer, and a soft cry escaped as he gently licked the shell of your ear, a smirk on his lips.
"That's my girl."
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imagine-horizons · 22 days
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thanks for following and liking my drabbles :’)
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imagine-horizons · 23 days
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welcome home (one shot)
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dracule mihawk x f!reader (established relationship) warnings: suggestive themes, fluff, minors DNI,
Summary: you and Mihawk share a quiet intimate moment in his study after you return to the castle on kuraigana island
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Mihawk gave a deep sigh as he stared out the window of his study. The castle was unusually quiet with Zoro out training, and Perona following, and watching him closely - and despite having a moment to be alone with his thoughts, he found the silence to be a bit of a stranger. "It's odd isn't it? For the castle to be this quiet?" He turned to see you standing there, head tilted to the side with a gentle smile on your lips.
"Y/N, when did you get back?" The warlord asked as you drew closer to him.
"Just now," you replied. "I could hear Perona yelling at Zoro - he is really bad with directions isn't he?" An even deeper sigh escaped from the swordsman's lips as he closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose. He hated how he was starting to grow fond of the two newcomers, and almost feel a twinge of concern. At that moment, his thoughts were interrupted when you hugged his arm , let your hand slip into his. "Did you miss me?"
"You weren't gone very long," Mihawk pointed out. You had only been gone for a few days, compared to some of his own journeys that took more than a month. You let out a pout as your warm brown eyes met his.
"Meanie," you accused but with a light teasing tone in your voice. Mihawk turned and gathered you in his arms, letting them encircle your waist. You gazed up at him with half-lidded eyes, as you were getting dizzy from his presence, your hands clinging to his biceps. You could smell the lingering fragrance of the Pinot Noir he drank earlier as his breath tickled your cheek. You let out a soft sigh as he traced your jaw with his lips to the tip of your ear. The richness of his deep baritone voice sent chills down your spine.
“You, my love are always testing my resolve and control - so who is the mean one now?” He murmured, and he heard your breath hitch as his teeth grazed against your earlobe. “I can think of a few things that missed you.”
“And what’s that?” You asked curiously. You felt him slowly back you against his desk, and he had you caged as he placed both arms on either side of you.
“I think you should guess.”
“That’s cheating milord,” you retorted, as he let his lips trail down the side of your neck. “Y-you’re…” you couldn’t think of another word as you felt your cheeks flush at this new sensation.
“I’m what?” Mihawk asked in amusement. Before you could think of another word, and before the warlord could travel further down past your collarbone, there was a loud bang, pulling the two of you apart.
“MIHAWK - ZOROS WOUNDS REOPENED AGAIN AND HES TOO STUBBORN TO STOP.”
“I AM NOT IT’S FINE! JUST PATCH ME UP AND I CAN KEEP GOING!”
“YOURE BLEEDING ALL OVER THE CASTLE FLOORS! WHO’S GONNA CLEAN IT UP?!”
Mihawk let out a groan and you could swear the usually calm and collective swordsman had a vein twitch on the side of his temple.
“Needed,” you giggled. “I was gonna say cheating, but I think you’re needed.” Mihawk stood up and gently pulled you into a standing position, his one arm encircled your waist.
“Those two…” he grumbled, but before he could say anything, he felt your soft lips press a chaste kiss against his cheek.
“I’ll take care of Zoro,” you murmured. “You get the mop, and clean up his blood trail.”
“How romantic,” Mihawk said with a deadpan expression.
“Well that’s why you’re the genius of more romantic events for the two of us,” you laughed. “Let’s go help them, before Zoro bleeds all over the floor and Perona has a mental breakdown.” Just before you could pull away, Mihawk kissed you on the forehead and then walked out of the study without another word. He was a man shrouded in mystery, and there weren’t many words spoken by him. But you knew he missed you, and cared for you more than he could use words to express it.
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imagine-horizons · 27 days
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Surgeon of Death: Doll Edition III
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part 1 // part 2 // part 3 // part 4
trafalgar d. law x f!siren (no established relationships... yet) warnings: language, suggestive themes of self-image/eating issues summary: you have your moments of insecurity, but the captain in his subtle (or not so subtle) ways, reminds you that you were designed perfectly
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♪ Now Playing: Build a Bitch - Bella Poarch♪ "You don't get to pick and choose..//So if you need perfect, I'm not built for you"
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You were always told your eyes were too blue, your hair was too black, you weren't skinny enough. The Faceless Masters had turned you into the perfect doll, but Trafalgar Law turned you into the perfect imperfection.
He forced you to take out the colored contacts you were wearing after finding out that your true eye color was not showing.
"It's not good to wear those for long," he said watching you remove the uncomfortable lenses. "It'll ruin your eyes." When you turned to look back at him, he felt his breath hitch slightly. Your eyes were a vivid crystal blue staring right at him, and you saw his hesitation and quickly averted your gaze.
".... they said my eyes were too blue," you whispered. The next thing you knew, Law had reached over and grasped your chin with his hand, tiling your head back up.
"No," he murmured. They're perfect. He fought back the words that almost spilled over, and he immediately let go of you and cleared his throat while reminding you not to wear the colored lenses again.
2. From the moment you arrived on the Polar Tang, Law made sure that you were fed properly.
"I need my crew to be ready for battle, and I don't need them collapsing from hunger or in a weakened state, do you understand me?" Law said sternly, and you nodded meekly. Your face and body curves slowly filled out, and the boiler suit started to fit properly instead of it draping over you and needing it rolled up several times. The clothes you came with, were also fitting more snug, but it wasn't uncomfortable. When the Heart Pirates arrived at the next town, you saw yourself in a full length mirror at a local market boutique. It had been awhile, but you almost didn't recognize yourself. That's.... me? You thought.
What you didn't notice was your Captain watching you from a far - you didn't often wear your own clothes, but lately you were feeling more confident to wear them again instead of just the white / orange boiler suit. His eyes were fixed on the curves that outlined your waist, hips and thighs; your legs and arms were more toned, and your cheeks had filled out to bring out the bright blue in your eyes even more.
You were beautiful - everything that had been deemed an imperfection was now perfection to Law.
But you had also garnered the attention of some hungry , lustful gazes, and Law felt his blood boil. The next thing you knew, you were enveloped in that familiar blue glow, and you felt a hand on the small of your back. You were startled to see that the Surgeon of Death had transported himself to your location, but a smile graced your lips as you beamed at him. "Captain, did you find what you were looking for?" You asked - you had been waiting for him to finish restocking his medical exam room.
"Yes, I did."
3. Your attitude was fiery than expected, especially in battle.
But Law would not change a thing, as your Siren voice commanded the enemy to strangulate themselves.
"Y/N." He said softly. "I need them alive." You released the spell and the enemy fell to their knees, gasping for air. Law moved to stand next to you, as you stood over the fallen form. "So you meant to poison me - "
"Fuck you, Law," the assassin spat out, as he immediately pulled out a hidden knife, but you had already pulled out your own sword, knocking the weapon out of the assassin's hands and pressing the blade against his throat.
"You're dead if you touch him," you snapped, your voice dripping with malice.
"Enough." Law's voice stopped you. Reluctantly you stepped away, and Law turned to you with a stern gaze. "Go back to Bepo."
"But - " You started.
"Captain's orders," he said firmly. "I have business with him." You sighed and let your head drop miserably.
".... Yes Captain," you mumbled. Law looked down at you with an amused look in his eyes, as he gently placed a hand on your head.
"Good girl." You looked up at his words of praise which lightened your heart significantly. You headed back to where Bepo was, and the polar bear shook his head. Ikkaku was standing next to him, watching the scene unfold in amusement.
"Y/N's scary when it comes to the Captain," Bepo said. "I didn't know she had it in her."
"Yeah, but I think that's what the Captain likes that about her," Ikkaku chuckled. "Makes things fun and interesting."
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zoro x reader (one shot) - no relationship established... yet warnings: none, just pure fluff
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“Whatchya doing?”
Zoro opened his eye to see you almost nose to nose with him as you hovered over him from behind, gazing at him upside down. You were standing behind the bench where he was sitting on, as he soaked up the afternoon sun during his nap. He closed his eye again.
“I’m trying to nap,” he grumbled.
“Okay - but I’m bored,” you sighed. When the swordsman did not reply, you stuck your lower lip out in a pout.
“Maybe I’ll bother Sanji.” Before you could move, the swordsman placed his hand on your head to prevent you from moving away.
“Why?”
“Because Im bothering you,” you pointed out. He held you there with a gentle stare, and you felt like you were going to get scolded.
“I never said that,” Zoro responded. You felt him gently thread his fingers through your soft hair, and you closed your eyes almost letting out a purr. He smirked at the satisfied sounds coming from you, as you practically melted under his touch. “So?”
“So what?” You mumbled out, your eyes dazed when you opened them to meet his gaze.
“What did you want - besides being bored?” He snickered.
“…. I don’t remember,” you said dumbfounded. Zoro let out a deep chuckle and released his hold on you, and stood up.
“Come on, let’s go practice your sword skills.” You let out a groan. Leave it to the first mate to come up with something like that - if he wasn’t napping or drinking, he was training. “If you beat me, first round of drinks on the next island is on me.” Your eyes sparkled with determination and you immediately ran after him.
“Bet.” Authors note: hehe this picture looks like mackenyu *___*
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rewrite the stars (one shot)
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portgas d. ace x f!reader warnings: suggestive sexual themes, but more fluff, spoilers, angst, minors DNI
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♪ Now Playing: Rewrite the Stars - Zac Effron & Zendaya♪
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Why did you have to fall for him?
"The name's Portgas D. Ace, nice to meet ya!"
You hated how fast your heart pounded when he said your name. You hated how your stomach filled with butterflies when he flashed you that signature grin.
But most importantly: You hated the way you became breathless when he held your face in his hands, and his kiss would steal every protest and doubt that would come up telling you that this was a bad idea.
How could the daughter of a renowned marine physician fall for the 2nd Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates?
Ace came and went as he pleased, but he would drop the cheesiest lines, telling you that the wind will always blow him back to you. When he came to see you, he was all yours. Whether it was just cooking together and watching him almost set your kitchen on fire with his Devil Fruit powers, or walking through the town together, you wished he could stay forever. On the nights where he could stay with you, he pulled you close and placed butterfly kisses against your eyelids, your nose, cheeks, and lips. His touch would make you gasp, your whines would bubble out of you, and he would relish in those beautiful noises he loved so much before silencing them with his passionate kisses. Your hands would cling to his biceps and travel to his back, where his muscles would ripple with each movement. “A-Ace,” you would stammer, as pleasure ripped through you as he kissed the column of your neck, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He would look at you through hooded eyes, like a predator who had just caught his prey and was now enjoying his prize, devouring and savoring each taste. When he slept, his body was slotted between your legs and his arms wrapped around your waist while using your stomach as his pillow. Soft snores would come out him, as you ran your fingers through his jet black hair, and the trailed down his back where the White Beard Jolly Roger was tattooed. It was a reminder that Ace did not truly belong to you , nor would he ever stay for you.
“One day - the day will come where we will be together,” Ace insisted, a gentle smile on his face.
“How? Ace - you’re a pirate and I’m the daughter of a marine. My hands are tied, and this is …” you bit back the rest of your words.
Fate. Destiny. It seemed like the stars did not have it in their cards to keep you and Ace together.
“This is not our fate,” Ace argued, as he grabbed her hands before he left. “I’ll make it happen.”
“How? Why are you so insistent -?” Your voice was raising and tears threatened to spill, and the next thing you knew, Ace had pulled you into your arms, holding you as tight as he possibly could.
“Because you are my destiny,” he said firmly. “Whether I’m a pirate, or a marine, or simply a man - I’ll rewrite the stars if I have to because you are mine.”
But that day never came, and you felt as if the world went dark, as his flame died. You watched as the last of the embers were carried off by the wind, as well as the shattered pieces of your heart.
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imagine-horizons · 1 month
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more for me to keep track fun fact about me: stay awhile, read awhile, enjoy :) im an old tumblr soul writing circa. 2009 :') currently only writing for f!reader one piece series trafalgar d. law: surgeon of death: doll edition ♪ part 1 // part 2 // part 3 // part 4
one piece one-shot portgas d. ace • rewrite the stars roronoa zoro • bothering dracule mihawk • welcome home smoker • discovering smoke
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Surgeon of Death: Doll Edition II
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Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 trafalgar d. law x f!siren warnings: suggestive themes, mentions of PTSD, minors dni summary: your past still haunts you after a run-in with an enemy - but now you don't have to fight them alone ----------------------------- ♪ Now Playing: Be Kind (feat. Halsey) - Marshmello♪ "i know you're chokin' on your fears // already told you i'm right here // i will stay by your side every night"
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On the latest enemy encounter, you were found face to face with the enemy captain. Because of that, the nightmares resurface, that had disappeared after Law started giving you a dreamless potion for the first few weeks after joining the Heart Pirates. The enemy had used his Devil Fruit powers to entangle you with plant like vines and yanked you closer to him. Your heart jumped into your throat and you struggled to breathe as you felt the vines close around your throat. "Your powers have no affect on me - I heard about the little Siren pet that Trafalgar Law keeps by his side," he sneered, and you felt his hot breath in your ear making you whimper. "It would be fun to keep ya around and make you my personal toy, don't ya think?" As you struggled, the vines tightened around your throat to the point where you felt your vision darken.
"Room!"
You were suddenly enveloped in a blue aura, and you no longer felt the restraints on you. Instead you breathed in the deep fragrance of old cedarwood and antiseptic solution, as strong arms held you. You looked up to see Law who had jumped in to rescue you. With a flick of his sword, he barked out: "Shambles." Just before you blacked out, you watched as the enemy captain was split into multiple pieces, and you heard Law say your name. When you came to, you found yourself in infirmary, with a very worried Bepo at your side. You could barely hear what the polar bear was saying because You could still feel the tight hold on you, and it brought back the painful memories when you were under the control of the faceless masters. You shared a bunk with Ikkaku who told you to go tell Law that the nightmares were coming back. You no longer had the potion that Law gave you because the nightmares had stopped, but you were too scared to tell Law.
"He's our captain, you can't hide this from him," Ikkaku pressed. "What are you afraid of?"
Weakness.
The old feelings of needing to prove yourself, and the thought of showing weakness in front of your captain, brought back the fear being cast aside. The worst part was, the nightmares prevented you from waking up on your own. Ikkaku would often shake you awake, or even had to dig her nails into your hand so you would wake up to the pain. But one night, it was Law who found you. When you came to, Law was hovering over you, a look of concern etched into every part of his face, his hands gently cupping your face. There was a blue aura around you, and you blinked away your disorientation so you could focus on your surroundings. You were in Law's captain's quarters - he must have heard you and transported himself into your shared bunk, and brought you to his room. "Why didn't you come to me when it started again?" He asked, as you slowly sat up, letting the sphere dissipate.
"You knew?" You asked meekly and he sighed.
"Ikkaku told me - if you don't want my help, I won't force you. But [y/n]-ya..." His eyes softened slightly. "I am your captain, it is my responsibility to look after my crew. Your place will always be here, with the Heart Pirates. So don't forget that." You didn't say anything else, except nod. "It's late," Law said standing up. "I'll give you a potion to take when you' head back to your'e back in your quarters. Don't wake the others." Before he could leave, you grabbed onto the edge of his hoodie.
"Can - can I stay here with you?" You whispered. You didn't mean to be so bold, nor for your voice to come out in a plea, but you caught your captain's cheekbones tinge with pink at your request. He tugged his hat down a little further over his eyes, before muttering out: "Do as you wish." As you were about slip into a dreamless sleep, you could smell Law's scent in the bedding, wrapping you up protectively. It got stronger as you felt fingers gently brush against your cheek, and push back a strand of hair, as you heard Law whisper into your ear, "I won't let you fight alone, you have my word."
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"... you know you can cry to the one // always confide in the one // you can be kind to the one that you love."
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Surgeon of Death: Doll Edition I
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Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 trafalgar d. law xf!siren warnings: suggestive themes, mention of psychological abuse, death of an enemy, minors dni
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[Flashback...]
Money, power, order - and the ability to render objects like you helpless.
Yes. You were merely an object. You were born with crystal blue eyes that seem to stare right through a person, dissecting them from the inside out. If you had been born with royal blood, or came from a lineage like the Celestial Dragons, you would be in a very different situation. But with Siren blood coursing through you, you had been placed under the "guardianship" of the faceless masters of the City - for your own protection and everyone else. At least that's what they told you.
You were conditioned to please - a vicious cycle where you craved the praise of the faceless masters, feared their rebuke and toxic words that would seemed to lessen when they nodded their approval when you did what they asked of you. Whether it was changing your looks, forcing yourself to speak in a specific frequency and volume, adjusting your movements, the faceless masters demanded perfection from you abusing your powers to get what they wanted.
Law's ability revealed the reason why you could never escape from the masters. He saw you when he approached the faceless master’s private dining area of the restaurant, and you were silently standing next to his seated place. Patrons pretended not to look but would flash side glances to see what was happening. When Law spoke , You lifted your head and your blue eyes met his piercing gaze, and before anyone could say anything, Law held out his hand, palm down. "Room." A blue sphere surrounded the company in his vicinity and there was a hushed murmur of surprise from those within the space, as the world outside remained unaware. Red ribbons suddenly appeared on you, entangling and restricting you, all converging to the enemy's wrist. "Shambles." You watched as your master was scattered into different pieces, and with a flick of his katana, Law had freed you from your invisible chains.
[End Flashback] You found yourself stepping onto a familiar port - there was some unfinished business as the faceless masters' influence continued to reach to neighboring islands. You never thought you would return to your torturous past - the Captain had promised he would never let that happen when he saved you 6 months ago. But as the Polar Tang surfaced, and docked just outside the dreaded city walls, he saw your worried expression and smirked. "I told ya that you would never return by yourself." As he walked past you, he placed a hand on your head and gently ruffled your hair. "Come on, we got a score to settle. Keep up."
You were like his shadow, silently eliminating his enemies to make a path for him. But when he needed you, you used your innate abilities to hypnotize the enemy to divulge everything they knew to Law, or even forcing them to hand over weapons, keys, and maps. You became one of the most dangerous members of the Heart Pirates, but his most reliable.
Why? Because you did it on your own accord. Whether it was obligation, love, loyalty, you hadn't decided what it was yet. But you would not let anything come to harm your captain and your crewmates.
So when you saw your faceless master again, they did not recognize you. You were stronger, and confidence now exuded you. They let their guard down as they let you get close, and finally - the knife to their throat snapped them back to reality, breaking the enchantment you set on them.
[Flashback]
"Why did you let them live?" You whispered. You were sitting on the deck of the Polar Tang - they would submerge into the depths soon, but Law asked Bepo to hold off so to let you enjoy the open ocean. It had been years since you were saw beyond the city walls.
"Sometimes death is too easy," Law replied softly, his eyes looking over the horizon, as your eyes flickered to the tattooed letters on his hand. "Don't-ya wanna prove a point one day?"
[End Flashback]
Law smirked as a sea of bodies lay at his feet, proud of your quick handiwork - the faceless master horrified at the sight of you and the scene of their best fighters and soldiers lying still before them. "She's come a long way don't ya think? Yet you chose to break her down until she felt nothing - a lifeless doll." In a blink of an eye, there was a flash of blue, and Law was suddenly in front of your former master. With a single word, he held their heart in his hand. "It's alot more fun when dolls come to life."
.....
Law walked back towards you, your former master's crumpled body behind him. "Let's get out of here," he mumbled. As he ushered you into the other direction, you reached out and grabbed the edge of his hoodie, stopping him in his tracks. He turned around to look down at you with his steel grey eyes.
It took you a long time after he rescued you for you to find your voice, for your personality to come out, and for you to start showing your emotions. But after revisiting your past, the unsettling feeling of whether or not you had done everything right bubbled up inside of you. "Captain... I... " Your words trailed off remembering what Law had said when you first settled into his crew: “your worth should never be measured by a single person's approval.” But his next actions and words made you realize something: You wanted his approval and his attention - not because you didn't know your worth, but because you craved his approval and attention. Law placed a hand on your head and ruffled your hair, with a smirk that sent a shiver down your spine.
"That's my girl."
Author's Note: Thanks for reading! More to come in this playlist series, I'm already thinking of my next playlist series featuring a certain warlord ;)
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