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#Home Sweet Home (Polar Tang)
ikkaku-of-heart · 4 months
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The Polar Tang's Garbage Disposal
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Because I've been playing so much Coral Island and needing to clean up so much garbage under the sea, it got me thinking about how the Polar Tang deals with trash. Because while the Heart Pirates are hardly paragons of virtue or necessarily even good people, when you live in a submarine and experience the beauty of the ocean close-up, you don't like to see it ruined by pollution.
This means that, while at sea, the Hearts work hard to avoid littering and the ship itself has several means of disposing of trash, depending on what kind. Leftover food is composted for the greenhouse where they grow fresh food and medicinal herbs. Biomatter that can't be composted (like bodies from the morgue) is put in the incinerator. Metal and glass is recycled. Miscellaneous trash is put in the trash compactor and disposed of on the next island they land on. And toxic waste is reserved for Shambling onto the next enemy ship or Marine base they happen to pass.
Also, enemy ships they sink are typically salvaged as best the Hearts can for both practical purposes and to avoid leaving trash in the ocean. However, bodies are typically left behind to feed the fish. Circle of life and all that, and Law typically can't do much with the damaged corpses and organs anyway.
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grandlinedreams · 6 months
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Wait I just thought of another one. Imagine doing absolutely everything in your power to keep Law in bed with you one morning so he can't get up and start working yet.
Oooh that'd be so very cute 🥺🥺 I hope that I can do this justice for you!!
[Heads up!: nothing but fluff, early mornings are the absolute worst]
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Sharing a bed with someone is one of the most intimate things that you can do. A shared space of vulnerability and trust, cocooned in the weight of blankets and tangled limbs, soft breathing and separate dreams.
You can't remember the last time you slept in a bed that was truly yours, mutual space of your crewmates traded for the singular presence of another body, no matter how rare it is that he actually joins you. Even for that, you've grown accustomed to Law's habits in this space he's opened to you.
Which is why all it takes is the slow groan of springs under determined movement to pull you from the deepest seat of dreamland, flinging a hand into open space to connect with an arm that isn't yours.
Warmth against your fingertips, answering flex of muscle and the faintest, barely there raise of inked skin. Your fingers curl, tugging even as your eyes remain closed. "No."
You hear it, the soft sigh of exasperation that precedes the press of Law's hand over yours, trying to free himself. This too is a regular occurrence, and you slip your fingers into the spaces between his, interwined as you tug again.
"No," you repeat. "Too early."
Law scoffs. "I have to get up." He doesn't fight you though, protest more performative than anything else as he looks at you. "Are you going to be difficult today?"
You debate, listen to the rumble of life within the hammered metal walls of the Polar Tang, the heartbeat of the submersible you call home.
"No," you answer and this time there's a smile in your voice, the flutter of eyelashes as you peer at him, lines of your face made softer for the halo of sleep mussed hair and continued pull of your joined hands towards you.
Law lets himself follow the pull of your silent siren song, made of the plush of blankets and pillows, the curve of your mouth that meets his cheek as he settles over you.
Warmth radiates from him, seeps into your bones as you accommodate the weight of his body over yours with a soft sigh.
"You're horrible." The insult lacks a barb, bounces off harmlessly when he pairs it with the movement of his own lips in your hair, kisses to your crown and temple that end at your forehead.
"Am I?" You untangle your fingers from his in favor of drifting a hand down his back, admiring the flex and twitch of muscle beneath.
"You never let me get anything done."
Your lips meet his cheek, then the corner of his mouth. "What a shame."
Law hums. "Truly," he murmurs, then kisses you properly. It's slow for the early morning hour, wrapped in the drowsiness of you both, though Law delights in the soft hitch in your breathing when he nips at your bottom lip before pulling away. "We should get up."
You squirm under him, throwing a leg over his hip to lock him against you. "Do we have to?"
You truly are a menace, packaged in sweet smiles and easy affection, soft indulgence he craves more and more. He tracks a thumb against your eyebrow, slope of your nose, your lips. And then he answers.
"No."
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bby-deerling · 20 days
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nesting partners (penguin x reader)
happy birthday penguin!!! this was originally written for my sweet friend @queenmimi2817, but she has graciously allowed me to share this with all of you! <3
masterlist || commissions
cw: suggestive content, established relationship, fluff
tagging: @guilty-sugar @willowbelle @eelnoise @fanaticsnail @indydonuts
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As Penguin paces back and forth along the rocky beach for what must be the seventeenth time, Shachi sighs in annoyance.  “It’s just a rock, Pen, pick one already!” he complains, exasperated.  Penguin huffs and doesn’t respond, his eyes glued to the ground.  Despite his friend’s claim, this was not just a rock—it might be dorky and silly of him to be searching for the smoothest, most circular rock he can find, but after you had brought up the fact that real penguins propose to their mates with a carefully selected pebble, he just couldn’t get the idea out of his head.
And then he spots it in the corner of his eye, slightly darkened from a wave crashing over it.  It’s nearly spherical, and completely grey, with no dings or dents or discolorations; he knows, deep in his bones that this is the rock that’s meant for you, the one you deserve, that will demonstrate just how serious he is about you.  He holds it in the palm of his hand, smiling softly to himself while Shachi rolls his eyes from underneath his sunglasses; while he was happy for his friend and thought the two of you were a very cute couple, Penguin’s lovesickness admittedly drove him nuts at times, especially when his own love life was nothing to write home about by comparison.  As the pair makes their way up the beach, Penguin brimming with excitement and nerves, they spot your figure running towards them; Shachi waves you over while Penguin straightens his back and hides his hand behind his back, wanting to keep his gift for you a surprise.
But surprisingly, you beat him to the punch.
“I made something for you, Pen!” you exclaim, holding out a wide, flat rock in your hand.  The stone itself has imperfections, but you had adorned it with a tiny miniature painting of two penguins holding hands, with small pink hearts around them.  Penguin’s jaw drops in surprise, touched that you spent the time making him such a thoughtful gift.
“I love it—yours makes mine look a bit lame, though.” he says sheepishly as he holds out his own rock, despite the lack of a painted personal touch, you excitedly snatch it up all the same, marveling at just how smooth and round the pebble is.
“It’s perfect!  Thank you—I love you so, so much!” you say gleefully, throwing yourself into his arms and standing up on your toes to kiss him.  He accepts the affection readily, cupping your face and curling an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer and deepens the kiss, on cloud nine and without a care in the world—to the point that he seemingly forgets Shachi is still standing right beside the two of you.
“Gross.  I’m headed back to the inn.” he teases, though his jaw clenches in mild annoyance as he walks up the steep path towards the coastal lodging the crew was staying at.  However, as he realizes everyone else is hastily packing their belongings and heading back to the Polar Tang, his lips curl into a smirk as he resolves to mess with his two friends who were so obnoxiously smitten with each other—and so when Law asks him where the two of you are once he gets back to the submarine, Shachi simply shrugs.
“I told them we were leaving soon—they must not have been listening.” he laments with feigned annoyance as he attempts to hide the smirk on his face.  Impatient as usual, especially when trying to keep a strict time schedule, Law doesn’t wait much longer before disembarking and heading back towards the inn himself, with strict orders to the rest of the crew to stay in place and prepare for departure.
Though when he gets back to the inn and swings open Penguin’s door, a terse lecture on the tip of his tongue, he admittedly wasn’t prepared to see the two of you in such an intimate position, lips locked heatedly together; one of Penguin’s hands is grabbing at your breast while the other is around his cock, lining his head up with your entrance—that is, until you notice someone else is in the room with them, and you snap apart, a small scream of shock leaving both of your mouths.
“You two really couldn’t have done this back on the submarine?” Law asks, beyond exasperated; his tone is even, but a bright red flush creeps into his cheeks.
“Fuck—sorry, Captain!” Penguin squeaks out, his face burning red as he shoves his cock back into his boxers and zips his boiler suit up; you scramble to pull your shirt down and position the sheets over your lower half, heart racing with embarrassment from getting caught in the act.
“Don’t worry—I’m not looking.” Law says to you dryly as he rolls his eyes in an attempt to diffuse the situation, though he’s not quite sure if anything can make the awkwardness hanging in the air any less painful.  Eyes glued to the corner of the room while the two of you get dressed, he regains his composure and authoritative tone.  “We were supposed to depart an hour ago.  Shachi said that you guys knew and still didn’t show up.” he says, annoyed.
“Huh?  He didn’t say anything to either of us about that.” you say, confused and thankfully fully clothed as you tilt your head.
Law lets out a sigh as the pieces click together, irked that Shachi had pulled the wool over his eyes in order to mess with all three of you.  “I don’t care about your excuses, you should’ve been on the ship at half-past two.” he says stubbornly, scowling at both of you as you hurriedly shove all of your belongings into your bags.
The walk back to the Polar Tang is still tense and awkward, though Law tries to break up the thick tension in the air by asking about the rocks that both of you were fidgeting with.  Excitedly, your embarrassment washes away as you tell him all about the mating habits of penguins, and how now that the two of you have gotten rocks for each other, you’re now ‘penguin married’—whatever that means.
“Tch—you guys are dorks.” he chuckles in response as you board the submarine.  The three of you move to head towards your assigned stations, but Law’s voice stops both of you dead in your tracks.
“Penguin—” Law says, waving him over, silently dismissing you.
“Yes, Captain?” Penguin asks, a bit of hesitation in his voice.
“Use protection next time.  The last thing we need on the Polar Tang is a baby running around.” he says, attempting to keep a serious tone, but near the end of his statement he can’t hide the smug smirk that creeps onto his face, nor the small chuckle he lets out when Penguin turns beet red and mumbles an embarrassed “Yes, Captain.” under his breath.
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somanyratsinthewalls · 6 months
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Dudeeee love your writing omggggg 🤰🤰🤰🛐🛐🛐
Just wondering if you could do Law reacting to the reader saying 'put a baby in me' during sex. Like imagine him just losing it 😩😩😩
OBSESSED with this bye. I'm in a Law phase and this sent me to the MOON.
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Come on, Daddy.
Pairing: Law x afab!Reader
TW: Unprotected sex, Creampies, Breeding, Pet Names, Oral sex (f receiving), doggy style, missionary, do not try this at home kids!
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Today was your anniversary. Yours and Law’s second official anniversary, to be specific. This was actually the first anniversary of yours that you have actually celebrated… at this time last year you hadn’t exactly told the rest of the crew… wanting to keep it to yourselves for as long as possible. A captain having an intimate relationship with a crew mate? It seemed a bit taboo. But eventually, after being discovered having a *ahem* private moment with your captain by Penguin, it was revealed to the rest of the crew that yes, you and Law were indeed a “thing.” 
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You still tried to keep it private as much as you could, no PDA or anything else that might make the crew uncomfortable. But during many nights of drinking, your fellow crew mates couldn’t help but tease you about your status with the captain. 
“I’d love to get out of kitchen duty tomorrow, but I guess I can’t since I’m not Captain’s Favorite” Shachi would yell out looking directly at you. You roll your eyes. 
“Mine is next week, dickhead. I don’t get out of anything.” You snip back at him without looking up from your News Coo.
“Yeah but you could! I don’t know why you never use it to your advantage! One blowie and you could skip mopping floors for a week! He’s so whipped for you.”Shachi crossed his arms and slunk back in his chair. 
“You guys suck, sorry you have big crushes on your captain or whatever.” You stand up and leave the conversation, having had enough stupidity and enough beer for the evening. 
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Now that your relationship is public, Law had no issue telling the crew to make themselves scarce for the day while he treated you on your anniversary. He made sure the Polar Tang was in range of an inhabited island just in time for this day so he could take you out for a meal and some fresh air. 
You spent the afternoon in your room getting dolled up for your hot date with the doctor. You took a long bath, shaving and washing your hair, then spritzing your neck and wrists with a warm-smelling vanilla spiced perfume. You knew this was Law’s favorite on you. Remembering that fact, you bent forward and sprayed the perfume on the inside of your ankles and smirked to yourself. You curled your hair into soft waves and applied your makeup before slipping a silk black dress over your head. You slid on your black heels and took a look in the mirror. The black dress flattered your body and the thin fabric barely shielded your nipples from sight. 
“Not bad.” You smile at yourself and do a little twirl in your mirror. 
You grab your purse and head out to the deck to meet your boyfriend. You open the door to the deck and see Law chatting and laughing with his crew mates. He was also dressed to the nines, dress slacks as apposed to his usual denim. Of course, he still had his hat on. God forbid he forego that damn hat. 
“Wow, don’t hurt ‘em Captain!” Penguin teased Law about his cleaned up appearance. They all chuckled but as soon as they spotted you, their laughter ceased and they eyed your gorgeous visage. 
“Oh sweets, you look…” Law spoke as he started walking towards you. “Absolutely delicious…” His eyes did a quick once over of your figure before he smirked at your face. You blushed. 
“Well… shall we, haha?” You giggled nervously having all the eyes of the crew on you, wanting to hurry on to your date. 
Law chuckled at your nervousness. “Let’s shall.” Law wrapped his arm around your waist and led you down the gangplank to shore the island. 
You eased at his silly response, he was in a good mood today. He was free from work, and has his whole time and attention to give to you… and not to mention how fucking sexy you look for him tonight. 
He held your hip closely as you strolled down the town’s streets. You couldn’t help but revel in this fantasy of being a normal couple. Not a pirate life, but a domestic one. No more battles with other warlords or the government, no more fast paced escape plans, no more fighting to make a name in the New World… What if? This island seemed nice… what if you just stayed here? You had plenty enough for a house. You could stay here and be a real couple, pop out a couple of kids, be a real family. 
You shook yourself out of your daydream as Law stopped in front of you to open the door to the restaurant. He let you pass before him and you both entered and got a table. He ordered you both a bottle of wine immediately, so you could begin to celebrate as soon as possible. After you got your wine he grabbed his glass and raised it. 
“To the best two years of my life. I love you, y/n.” He used his spare hand to stroke your hand on top of the white tablecloth. 
“I love you too, Law.” You clinked your glass with his and made a loud “mmm” as the expensive wine hit your tongue. You both made quick work of the wine and were enjoying your dinner while making conversations that you wouldn’t have around your crew. 
“No no, I swear, like he’s SUCH a little weirdo-“ You laughed out as you took another sip of wine before dessert. “He like was next to me and our hands were tied and all he had to say was ‘is there food here?’ Like? Who thinks of that at a time like that?” Law let out a deep laugh with his head back. 
“Straw Hat is a weird dude, I can tell you that… Hold on, the waiter has been taking too long, I’ll go see what that’s all about.” Law said as he rose from his seat. 
“Oh honey, it’s fine, we aren’t in a rush.” You cooed at him, enjoying your evening regardless of how long dessert took to come out from the kitchen. 
“Listen, y/n, that dress? I can’t look at it much more without ripping it off you, I kind of am in a rush.” 
You blushed as he went to go find the waiter. You took another big sip of wine. 
“Excuse me miss…” You felt a tap on your shoulder. It was a very elderly woman with a cane, coming to inquire something of you. 
“Yes ma’am, can I help you?” You politely answer. 
“How long have you and your husband been together?” She inquired further. 
“Oh um… Oh he and I… we aren’t- we aren’t married, actually! Just um… seeing each other!” You stutter out. The old lady smiles down at you. 
“Well, you certainly will be! I was seated behind you, and I saw the way he looks at you. It’s been almost a century since I’ve seen anyone look like that! You’re soulmates, dear, I can tell. I bless you both in your future!” 
“T-thank you, I um… I love him very much…” You didn’t know what to say. The old lady warmly taps your shoulder. 
“I know you do, dear.” She heads to the exit slowly and you can’t help but smile. It was obvious to strangers how close you bond was, you couldn’t wait to get him home and feel him even closer. Law tracks down your dessert and you enjoy it with each other over the dregs of your second bottle of wine. 
“Excuse me, Mr Trafalgar, Sir, I would just like to let you know, your bill has been taken care of.” The waiter said as he approached your table. 
“What? We aren’t a charity case, what are you talking about?” Law is incredibly confused. 
“Was it… was it an old lady?” You chirp up at the waiter. 
“It was, she didn’t leave her name.”
“Well if she comes back again… tell her thank you. Come on, love.” You prompt your boyfriend and he gets up from his seat to pull out your chair. 
“What was that about?” Law asked you while swinging your hands together in a tipsy manner as you walked back to the ship together. 
“Honestly? I have no idea!” You laughed while trying to keep balance on your heels on the cobblestone sidewalk. “Some ancient broad came over and said she could tell you were in love with me, and walked away!” You giggled again. 
“Oh really?!” Law suddenly picks you up underneath your butt and hoists you up against his chest. He spins you around in a circle before lowering you to kiss you softly on the lips. “How would anyone get the idea that I’m completely in love with you.” He laughs. 
“Baby… come on, let’s get back to the ship.” You giggled while grabbing his hand again to pull him quickly back to the Polar Tang. You laughed like school kids as you jogged towards the ship. 
Your back hit the cold metal wall of Law’s captains quarters on the sub. Law was pushing you up against it by holding your thighs, attacking your exposed collarbone with sucks and bites. 
“Law, please…” You moan out as he man handles your body against the wall. 
“My pretty girl wants more? Of course she does…” He slurs out as he bites the crux of your neck. “Gonna make you scream tonight, baby…” 
With this, he throws your body onto his unmade bed. He hovers over you as he shimmies your dress over your head, revealing your fully nude body to him. 
“No panties tonight, huh? You must have been expecting to get fucked… dirty girl…” Law slides his hand up your torso to pinch at your nipple, eliciting a whine from your lips. “Tell me baby, did you want to get fucked tonight?” He switches his hand to your other nipple. 
“Yes! Yes I wanted you to fuck me so badly, Law!” You desperately keen into his touch. He chuckles menacingly. “Hold these. I’m hungry again.” He grans your hands and pushes them to grab the backs of your thighs, holding them up and spread for him as he gazes at your dripping sex. “Mmm… smells so sweet, pretty girl.” Law leans forward and inhales your scent. “Gotta taste it…” 
Law dives in and flicks his tongue on your clit. You moan and fist one of your hands in his black hair, making his hat slightly off center.  He moves your hand back to your thigh. 
“Need you to keep ‘em spread for me. Just take it.” He slurped again at your clit and your back arches in pleasure. 
His spit combined with your arousal was starting to drip down to your ass and the feeling turned you on further. Law ate your sensitive little pussy with a fervor you’ve only ever experienced with him, he got off on seeing you melt under his tongue. 
After several more minutes of working your clit expertly, you feel that familiar tensing in your lower body begin to heighten. 
“Baby I’m gonna- fuck!” You cry out as you let the feeling take over your body. 
“There it is! Yes, so good my sweet girl! So pretty when you cum like that.” Law slobbers out as he enthusiastically slurps down your release. 
After coming down from your orgasm, you feel Law’s presence leave your bed. He was stripping his body of his fancy slacks and dress shirt. His hat went last. 
“Turn over, sweets.” Law lovingly strokes the outside of your thighs as you shakily get on all fours for him. He starts rubbing his leaking cock against your sopping folds, so engorged and sensitive from your orgasm. “Can you take it, baby? For me?” He dips his fat cock head in and out of your leaking hole slowly and teasingly. 
“YES LAW! Please put it in! I need it! Please…” You arch your back, trying desperately to get him to push fully into you. 
“Anything for you…” And with that, Law plunges himself into your warm hole. You both moan and clench your fists, yours around the sheets and his around the flesh of your ass. He was hitting the most important spot inside of you as he languidly pulled out and pushed back in. 
“Aaah… Law… Love you… So much…” You manage to get out as your head is sideways against the pillow in front of you. 
“Love you sweets… so much… FUCK, this pussy is so perfect… can’t believe it’s all mine…” Law growls out at you. He slaps your right ass cheek, hard. You gush out more arousal onto his shaft and balls. 
“YES daddy! It’s yours! It’s yours!” You cry out, drunk on the pleasure he was giving you. 
Law cocks his head at you as he slows his hips. You had never called him that before. He had no idea how badly it would turn him on… He continued fucking into you at a fast past, groaning every time you could clench around him. 
“Daddy! Please! Put a fucking baby in me! Please, daddy!” You called out to him, lust completely taking over your brain. You wanted to feel him claim you, making you his forever indisputably. You felt his thrusts stop. His hands still on your hips, you worry you’ve made some sort of mistake. Suddenly, you feel his strong arms flip you onto your back. A hand reaches gently, but quickly for your throat. 
“What did you say, pretty girl? I didn’t hear it.” Lawn tightens his grip on your throat while he teases his cock at your entrance. You needed to feel him inside you again so badly, you buck your hips towards his throbbing member. 
“Want you… want you to fuck a baby into me, Law…” You choke out. “Get me…” You thrust your hips up again in need. “Pregnant… Please?”
Law groaned as he watched your pathetic, needy body, trying to push his cock into your hole yourself. 
“Do you mean that, y/n? Want me to cum in you and fill you up until you’re good and stuffed? Want me to make you big and pregnant?” He teases you by swiping his cock against your swollen clit. 
“Want it so bad!” You crane your neck up to catch his lips in a kiss, but he was too far, you were a desperate little bitch for him. 
“Oh sweets… I’m going to make sure you won’t leave his bed without my baby in you…” His eyes darkened and he thrust his cock deep inside you without warning. 
“AAAHH! Law!” You shriek out, your body coming alive again and working its way to another orgasm. 
“Gonna- fuck! Gonna fuck you so full baby…” Law brings his right hand to his lips and spits a fat gob onto his fingers before bringing them down to rub at your clit. The combination of his thick cock spearing you open and his deft touch on your most sensitive bit, you feel yourself being hurtled towards another end. 
“Law, I’m gonna- ah! Cum! Want you to cum inside! Please! Want your baby, PLEASE!” You scream out as your walls clamp and spasm all over Law’s shaft. You whine and squirm all over him as he doesn’t slow down his thrusts. 
“Good girl cumming like that baby, Daddy is so proud of you. You’re gonna take this whole load, right baby? You wanna make sure Daddy gets you good and knocked up, right?” He stutters his hips. 
“Yes!” You squeak out as you feel him pump his seed deep inside of you, kissing your cervix gently. 
Law groans and collapses on top of you. You both catch your breath and he rolls off your torso to lay at your side. You curl into his chest and nuzzle your nose into the sparse chest hair in between his tattoo. 
“Happy Anniversary, sweets.” Law chuckles as he strokes your hair. 
“Mm…. Happy Anniversary, Honey.” You kiss his chest. 
“You know… we can’t have a baby until you marry me first…” He frees one of his arms and grabs a ring box from his slacks pocket by the nightstand.
“You’re kidding…” In your post coital bliss, you could barely believe you were getting a ring. 
“No baby… I’m so serious…” Law kisses your lips as he slid the diamond onto your finger. “I wanted to ask you at dinner but that lady threw me off. Will you marry me, y/n?” 
You look down at the ring on your finger and use both hands to grab Law’s face and push it into yours. “yes, yes! Of course, yes! I’ll marry you, Law!”
Law kisses you and pushes you onto your back again. “So.. Now that we’re engaged… how should we celebrate?”
xx
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sanjisluvbot · 1 month
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Isekai Yandere Strawhats Chapter 2
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Previously| next
The days turned to weeks and weeks to months soon, that world was a thought of the past. Y/n had continued to her regular life going to school, hanging out with friends, and having her biggest worries being what time her assignments were due.
She didn’t throw away any of her old books or posters with those characters on them instead she put them in a box under her bed. Just so they were right beneath her feet if she ever wanted to return and fantasize about maybe a different time, maybe if things would’ve gone differently. 
The seasons were beginning to change March would soon become April. It had only dawned on the girl today that a year had passed since she first started that journey. Sitting by the window as the birds chirped in glee, Y/n finally had some time to dive into her memory.
A year ago Y/n had just met the straw hat pirates. She appeared in their life so suddenly, and little did she know they would become so easily enamored. She laughed to herself in disbelief then rubbed her hand through her bangs, “ How could I be so stupid?” she said to herself.
Opening her curtains for the rays of the sun to wash over her reminded her of tanning with the girls on the Sunny, in the beginning, it was just so sweet, wasn’t it?
With a sigh, she got up from her bed and waltzed over to grab her remote from the desk turning on the TV hoping to drown out the memory of a certain someone. The shows were white noise as the face of Trafalgar Law was all she could focus on. 
A call from her mother had made her jump and she quickly made her way out of her room. “ Yes, mother?” She said walking into the living room. Her mother smiled and handed her a letter. The envelope was black with no writing on it and the seal was yellow with a small bear on it.
Y/n bit her lip, not wanting to get too excited in front of her mother and for herself, who knows if this letter is from who she thinks it is?
She thanked her mother and quickly made her way back to her room shutting the door with her back. The pit of her stomach grew butterflies and nerves flared inside of her. She turned off her TV and sat on her bed using her thumb to unseal the envelope.
There were two letters inside marked with red and blue at the tips of the corner. Pulling the blue one out first she swiftly opened it and began reading.
Dear Y/n, I wonder what you’ve been doing all this time. I know you got back home safely, I can feel it in my bones. I debated on whether or not I should just go see you myself but I figured it was better to let you enjoy your time with your family for now.
I have been able to avoid clashing with BlackBeard thanks to you and I have been able to gather more research on this gateway between our worlds. I won’t go too in-depth in this letter but I can say that we have a lot to talk about once we meet again. After you left the strawhats also left me alone without a word or a fight. Within the next month, we will meet but it will take some effort on your part as well. Please read the next letter for additional information. 
L. 
Y/n felt ecstatic, finally after months of wondering what happened to Law there was an answer, directly from him at that. She tossed the note beside her pulled out the red-tipped letter and began reading.
There were instructions and illustrations explaining how to open a gateway directly onto the polar tang where they could travel with ease. It was a method without shifting that wouldn’t be so strenuous on both parts.
At the end of the letter, there was a small warning, “ It will take time, over a month on your end to make sure that the gate is stabilized so as soon as you read this you should get started.”
With a smile on her face, she followed both letters back into the envelope and began to follow the instructions. The instructions were relatively easy but there was a reason she needed time.
Step one, keep the mirror on your door as clean as can be that will be the gate. Step two, ensure any other mirrors are not facing the gate including your television.
Step three, keep your curtains open as the sun will help charge up the portal. The other steps were simple as well, don’t keep anything plugged in at night, and keep a diet consisting of greens. 
Y/n had a new pep in her step and everyone around her noticed. Y/n had smiled more often and life at home seemed like a fantasy for her parents, they never had to ask her twice to complete chores or help out with anything around the house.
The first week of April swings by and exam season is brewing up, Y/n spent time studying with her friends in the library. " Y/n me and y/f/n are going to get drinks real quick."
The girl waved her friends off too focused on her current textbook. A minute passed before she was interrupted again by a text message. Her mother was telling her she needed to pick up something for dinner, she sighed and decided to take a break from studying and possibly find a book she could take home.
Out of interest Y/n took to the supernatural fantasy section. Wondering if she could find any books relating to portals and how they work.
At the top of the shelf there was a black hardcover with the words open your mind written in script on the spine. Reaching up she grabbed it, ‘ Open Your Mind written by N.R’. The book seemed to be brand new, the pages crisp and the cover silky smooth.
Returning to her seat Y/n began to read. Her friends soon returned and hours had passed as Y/n fell into the fantasy world of N.R. The book was about a women who had a found family and was able to discover the mysteries of her world. The chills ran down her spine when she realized how similar it had been to one piece.
Although there weren’t any pirates Y/n couldn’t shake the feeling of having heard a few similar stories within her favorite series. Bitting her lip she closed the book on the third chapter, not wanting to spoon herself while with her friends.
Y/n tucked a strand of her behind her ears and told her friends she would be off as it was getting late. Waiting for the bus questions popped into her head.
There is no way one of them could be here right?
Law made sure they didn’t have a way back right?
It’s been so long since she was filled with this much anxiety. The cool spring breeze wouldn’t cool her nerves and the palms of her hands filled with sweat.
The bus finally came and she stepped on seating herself in the single seats. Her head rested on the window and she silently watched the cars zoom by leaving colorful glares.
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🏷️: ( new tag list, reply to be added to next update )
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A/N: Welcome back to the drama!!! I’m so excited to begin this new journey again and I am so happy everyone enjoyed the first part. I don’t currently know how long I want this part to be but I will have a schedule in my Masterlist of when I will update.
Extra: What do you think about the letter?
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sashi-ya · 1 year
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𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐬. Trafalgar Law x F! reader & Crew
✦ a sweet comfort scenario after ch. 1081. Do not read if you are not caught up with the manga!! HEAVY SPOILERS AHEAD. We will miss you, Polar Tang. ✦ wc: 1062
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His wounds were something you haven’t seen before; even after Dressrosa the cuts and hits weren’t as deep and severe as those.  
Quickly, those who still can swim freely or with some difficulty, pull the ones at risk out of the water into the coasts of Victor Island.
Ahead of them, some yellow pieces of your home sink into the cold abyss of the Grandline. That in which Polar Tang had been surrounded and hugged, now seems to be its graveyard.
You can only focus on the pain your soul can feel, the physical wounds are nothing compared to it. But it's not just yours; it's what Law will feel when he finally wakes up.
Because he will. And your hands will make it possible.
A day or so has passed, the wounds have been treated. Bepo has returned to his usual form, and besides Penguin and Shachi nobody can stop asking him about his Sulong state. You were able to smile for the first time since the incident because of it. Seeing such a sweet polar bear turn into such a beast and then go back to his apologizing ways is always a little funny.
However, there is something that you can all agree… there wouldn’t be enough gratefulness towards him for saving Law from getting his most precious treasures out of him; his life & the Ope Ope no mi.
A new night came and the still pretty tired -but alive- crewmembers head to their improvised beds still on the coast of that island. Law, continues to be submerged into unconsciousness. Maybe is not that he is not strong enough to wake up, but he doesn’t really want to.
You snuggle on his side. It’s a blessing to be able to grab his hand and feel it so warm. It could have been different. It could have been terrible.
Inside that little cave where you dragged him in, the soft brilliance of the moon only reaches the entrance, and the sound of raging waves fill the place. You wonder if those same waves are softly lulling Polar Tang to its eternal rest and some tears sprout from your eyes.
“I’m sorry…” he mumbles. Soft tattooed hand sloppily reaching for your cheek. It gets wet because of the tears.
“La-Law! You are awake!” you chime, trying to choke back tears that won’t stop falling. “Don’t try to move, you are still pretty hurt” you tell him, while grabbing his hand and planting a kiss on his palm.
“Your face… it’s hurt… I’m sorry… I couldn’t protect our home” he murmurs, with just one eye open because that’s what his swollen eyelids allow him to do.
You don’t care about anything; your wounds are nothing. He protected you all, he fought against a man who plays it dirty. Who is a coward and can’t win if he doesn’t steal other’s dreams. How dare him speak of dreams, when he goes around this world snatching them from others?
“No, Law. You are such a strong man. You protect us all. Your mission was completed, you put yourself in front of us to fight!” you try to make him understand he is not weak, that he should be the winner because Teach wasn’t able to take what he came to steal; the Ope Ope no mi.
Law turns to you with difficulty and grimacing in pain. His hands reach your cheeks, and his forehead presses against yours. “I’m glad you are alive. How is the rest?” he asks, with trembly voice. He is scared to hear what he doesn’t want to.
“The whole crew is alive. They are all safe and sound!” you inform him, allowing the poor doctor to breath a sigh of relief.
He nods, closing his eyelids tight. A tear tries to scape. Because there is yet another crew member he knows he lost. But, there is even more he wants to discover… He lifts his arm, putting his hand in the classic form to cast his “rooms”.
“ROOM…” he shily says, still with eyes closed and trembling lips.
With difficulty, a blue bubble of light sprouts from his palm illuminating the surroundings with its magical hue. Law barely opens his eye, and lets his body fall limp on yours. He is so relieved. His fruit, the reason why Cora-san died, the heart of his life is still inside him.
“Bepo saved you. He was the one who gave Teach the final blow to prevent him from stealing it. Bepo turned into Sulong… he saved you as a vice captain should” you proudly inform your captain -and lover-.
Law fixes his watery icy eyes on yours. And a smile you rarely see appears on his beaten-up countenance. “I’m so proud of my brother… I wont have enough life to pay him for this”
You know Bepo doesn’t need anything back for doing what he did, but you agree with Law either way.
However, Law’s sight reach for the sea outside the cave. And countless silent tears bathe his cheeks. He knows there will be no coming back, and his only home for the last 12 years is definitely gone.
“What will you do, now? I lost our home… how am I gonna face Mr. Wolff after this?” he murmurs, burying his head on your chest.
“We lost it the physical body of Polar Tang yes, but we didn’t lost our home Law…” you whisper, kissing his ruffled black hair with delicacy and tracing circles on his back with your palm.
You let him cry all he needs. After all, he is just human. And soon shy eyes surround you all. The whole crew wait to say something, they were all sleeping but his captains heartbeats surely woke them all.
“Law… are you sure we lost our home?” you ask, again, making him look up towards his nakama surrounding you.
You make them all come to him, slowly. Bepo is the first, however, to run and hug him. And in a big, sweet hug you all melt. “Captain, you are alive!” they all chime. But Law can’t stop apologizing for losing Polar.
“Law, I’m gonna ask you again… are you sure we lost our home?” you repeat, grabbing his cheeks. He blinks, in between blurry sight he keeps silent.
And you all, at unison repeat; “Captain… home is where the heart is!”
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What do op men's hands are like part 1
Red haired Shanks
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Shank's hands aren't the softest or the smoothest. He is a swordsman, a pirate, and a sailor, so his hands are dry as fuck. His skin will scratch at your skin when he runs them over your skin.
He has a habit of running his fingers through his hair, which is usually a little on the greasy side. Unfortunately it's pretty much the closest thing to moisturizing them that he gets. It also usually makes his hangnails significantly worst. Which he ends up biting them off when they start to bother him, or when he's bored, or he's finished biting his nails.
And yes, he does bite his nails. Shanks has always chewed his nails down to the nail bed ever since he was a child. Both Benn and Rayleigh have tried and failed multiple times to get him to stop.
You might think that all of this makes Shanks's hands very unpleasant to the touch. And as long as he's not giving you a massage for a prolonged period of time without using oil or lotion, it is very pleasant.
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Law
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Law is a surgeon, so he's very careful with his hands. He uses lotions and goes as far as as to oil his cuticles and around his fingers. However, he is still a swordsman, so he has calluses on the pads of his hands. Law usually keeps his nails short, but not down to the nail bed. He lets there be like an eighth of an inch to his nails.
Law's hands are unfortunately kind of clammy most of the time. It's something he'll be self-conscious about early on in your relationship. But as it progresses he'll sink into being comfortable running his hands along your body, he'll still wipe his hands off before doing so.
Law has a habit of twiddling thumbs when he's deep in thought. It isn't uncommon to find him hunched over in the polar tang and resting his elbows on his knees with his hands clutched together and his thumbs rubbing together against his pursed lips as he's deep in thought. You don't understand how he can have his hands so close to his face, especially considering that his hands reek of disinfectant.
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Mihawk
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Mihawk is a world-class swordsman, a solo sailor, and he farms his own food. So his hands are so callused that they're smooth. His skin isn't dry, he regularly rubs various oils and moisturizers into his hand. Granted it's usually the stuff he uses for his face, but it works.
Mihawk's hands are amazing to hold, they're the perfect temperature. They're warm during the winter and cool during the summer. He's aware that you will often hold his hand as an excuse to warm up or cool down your own hands. So when the two of you are out in the elements for prolonged periods of time, he'll cup your cheeks, so you can take advantage of his own body temperature. Mihawk likes to give you sweet little kisses on your forehead when he does this.
He doesn't bother trimming his nails, they usually wear down as he goes about his life. They're usually short, but long enough that dirt gets under them quite often, but he's meticulous about cleaning them one's he's finished doing the dirty work. Mihawk will sometimes use them to scratch along your head, neck and spine, when the two of you are snuggle up together at bedtime.
It's practically a part of both of your nighttime routines. He'll come inside after the sun set, for either training, farming, or fixing up the castle. He'll take off his work boots before coming into the house, he'll go take a shower, while you cook dinner. After you'll eat alone together, unless Zorro and Perona are home. Then the two of you lounge around in the same room, doing different activities, just sharing space and enjoying the tranquility. Then he'll get settled down in bed as you shower, and once you're done, and dressed he'll pull you into bed. As you rest your head against his chest, you drift off into a peaceful sleep as his nails rhythmically scratch from your head, down to your tail bone and back while you listen to his heart beat.
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Katakuri
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Despite the fact Katakuri is an amazing fighter, he spends most of his days doing paper work and wearing gloves. He is also a mochi man, so his hands are smooth, soft, cool, and they smell nice, except his knuckles are rough from punching. And because of his devil fruit, he doesn't need to use any moisturizer, and he doesn't get permanent wrinkles either.
Katakuri also keeps his nails short, but he doesn't use clippers, he just peels them off t the margins. Which is why he wears the gloves, to try and stop him from wrecking his nails. But the moment the gloves come off he's breaking them and pulling them off. So the edge of his nails are kind of uneven, and wildly jagged.
The temperature of his hands depends on the temperature of his environment. They get warm and sticky when it's warm out, and cold and stiff when it's cold, another reason he wears the gloves. Katakuri will put his hands on you to annoy you when they get bad, but only when you're. His hands are still soft, and cushy, so when his hand engulfs yours, and he kisses your knuckles during sweet moments together, it's always very tender for the both of you.
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the-fluff-piece · 11 months
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Can you please right Prompt 11, making it sweet and using Law please? 🥺
This is part of my current follower milestone event
Thank you for your request anon!
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Sing for me
Law can't sing. You do. He didn't know that, even though you've been together for a while now.
Sweet sfw fluff with an overwhelmed Law
The polar tang's crew has a night out and had been pushed into a karaoke bar by Bepo. He wants to sing Uta songs all night!
The crew drinks while Bepo sings in his cute voice, absolutely horribly but with dedication. He screeches and sqeaks like a broken teapot, but he has the time of his life. Eventually, everyone is drunk his throat is sore. When he frees the karaoke machine from his grasp, the others take the stage: penguin and Shachi sing a totally not gay song about friendship while hugging each other, Jean Bart sings some old guy songs and eventually, everyone is insisting you two sing a love duet.
Law looks like he's gonna kill someone, but your "pleaaase" eventually swayes him.
"One song. One. Pick wisely" he grunts as he pushed the song list over to you. You pick a classic: ain't no mountain high enough. It was both lovely and not too sweet for Law.
Law stands in front of the small monitor looking extremely stressed. His shoulders are drawn up, his back is hunched and he clasps the microphone to his chest like it's going to protect him. The music starts and his part is first.
"Listen baby, ain't no mountain high, ain't no valley low..." he mumbles the lyrics into his microphone. There is no talking around it: it's bad. He's bad at this. He is talking without rhythm but with a strange intonation.
Your part is directly after his. "If you need me call me, no matter where you are, no matter how far!" You sing with a melodic and crystal clear voice, holding your microphone far from your mouth to not blast everyone's ears with your trained volume.
Now would be Law's part, but he doesn't get a peep out. He stares at you wide eyed, pure shock in his eyes, his mouth open and trying to form words. You wait a few more times for him to sing his part until you eventually improvise the song into a solo piece. The crew absolutely loses it - they cheer and clap and want more.
Law shuffles to the benches and sits down, still in shock. You sing a few more of Uta's songs for Bepo, who is quickly becoming your biggest fan. The party lasts a long time, eventually everyone is screaming increasingly silly songs, their untrained vocal cords already screeching and giving up.
When all have a sore throat except for you, they decide to leave for a midnight snack. When you want to join them, Law tugs at your arm.
"Please stay" he whispers, his expression blank and unreadable. He leads you back to the karaoke machine.
"Do you know that song?" He indicates the name of a sad love ballad on the screen. You nod.
"Will you please sing that for me?" He asks.
"Of course" you say and pick up the mic once again. Law sits down in front of you and listens with a smile. The song is slow and grand and you put everything you have in it. He claps and you bow down. He's already back at the machine, picking a new song.
"How about this one?" He surely knows a lot of ballads.
"Sure!"
He kisses you and sits down to listen again. His eyes seem to eat you up as he watches and listens.
Whenever you're done with a song, he picks the next. Sad songs slowly turn into rock songs, musicals and emo punk. You didn't know he even knew these genres existed. But he did, and he loved listening to you singing for him, just for him.
Eventually, you're exhausted and your voice gets scratchy, you have to cough and take a break.
"I'm so sorry babe, I pushed you too much" Law apologises with a kiss to your forehead.
"It's nothing, it's just getting late" you say.
"You're right, it's late, let's get home."
He picks you up and carries you on his back all the way to the polar tang. Before going to sleep he asks for one more soft song and falls asleep before it's done.
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blacklegsanjiii · 3 months
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North Blue Language CH 11
“You should call your mom.” Luffy says, simple as that.
The arrival on the ancient elephant's back is met with horror. The gates are broken open wide and the town is destroyed. Luffy has already run off and gotten into a fight. And won. Nami and Chopper are running to them in the hidden village where two minks, Wanda and Carrot, have led them too.
“Where's Sanji?” Luffy asks as Nami closes her arms around the captain and she's crying.
“I'm so sorry, Luffy.” She sobs. “He's gone.”
The world is crashing down around them. The denden on the Sunny is probably ringing off the hook because Zoro gave the number to Sora and Mihawk.
ONLY ALIVE rings through Zoro's ears as Nami continues to sob and cling to their captain.
“What do you mean he's gone?” Luffy asks as he pushes Nami away so slightly to look at her.
“I'm so sorry.” Nami says again and Chopper is crying too in Usopp's arms. Zoro hates that he feels relieved the cook is gone. The cook would hate that he’s making Nami cry. One less burden to carry, Zoro thinks.
The attack on the Minks is explained and it's the beast pirates' fault. Kaido’s fault. They're looking for the samurai but Luffy beat them. They're gone. Fled like cowards. Zoro doesn't pay attention to what happened to the cook, it's a relief, really. The cook is a coward for not fighting back.
“I'm going after Sanji with Nami, Brook, and Chopper.” Luffy tells him as Zoro reads the note.
“He left, Luf. Leave him gone.” Zoro says, handing the note back.
“He's my cook!” Luffy argues, anger flaring. “He's our friend!”
“He's a coward who left!” Zoro argues back and Robin stomps forward and slaps him.
“I hope you don't feel that way when he comes back.” Robin growls at him and Robin is rarely angry but she is now. She's furious.
“Take everyone else to Wano with Law and we'll meet you there.” Luffy says with a finality that Zoro doesn't argue with. They're all leaving and Robin finds him in the Polar Tang. Away from everyone who looks at him with disdain.
“He's not dead.” She says.
“He is to me.” Zoro answers and Robin shakes her head at him.
“You push too much. Try pulling.” Robin says as she walks away. Zoro doesn't fucking get it. It's just the cook.
~*~
“Where is your mother?” Judge asks as Reiju snaps the explosive golden cuffs to his wrist.
“No where you can touch her.” Sanji answers honestly.
“She's dead then? Good.” Judge says as his brothers laugh. She's not dead, Sanji wants to say, she found a man willing to kill and die for her. For him. Sanji stares ahead. They make him change, a red cape with golden attachments to match the bombs attached to his wrists, white shirt, black pants, dress shoes.
He stops a plate from hitting a poor maid. His fiancee is sweet, he'll give her that but he just wants to get back to his crew, to the Sunny and be home. She's sixteen and Sanji feels weird that Big Mom is offering a teenager to be his supposed wife.
He has flashbacks during his beating of a bright blue haired toddler crying as Yonji crushes his heel into his ribs. The cracks and breaks burn under his skin and Ichiji and Niji wail on him. Reiju patches him up like old times.
“Why did you come back? You were free!” Reiju berates him.
“They were threatening my crew. The Baratie, I'm not letting someone die for me.” Sanji answers as the bandages make him look normal. He visits Pudding, she peels them off and soothes him. The next day Luffy is there and Sanji hates this.
“I am Vinsmoke Sanji! Third prince of Germa! Not some low life pirate.” He growls at Luffy hoping Luffy knows he doesn't want to do this as he beats the shit out of his Captain. Yelling at him to use is haki or die. He takes Nami's slap like he deserves and he doesn't cry until he's back in the carriage. He doesn't let them turn around. He will be strong so they are safe.
“I'll starve to death before I leave!” Luffy cries after them. “I'll fucking starve without my cook! I can't be the pirate king without you! Sanji!”
He decides to take Pudding some flowers and properly propose to her. He'll make the best of this decision but-
“We'll kill you all! Your brother is so ugly and gross!” Pudding laughs as Sanji soaks in the rain. He takes the pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and sticks one in his mouth. “You couldn't even bring me a proper prince, maybe then we would let you all live. But you'll all die at the wedding!” She cheers. He can't get his cigarette to light.
“Why are you telling me?” Reiju asks, neutral as always. Never helping but never hindering their brothers when they were children.
“You won't remember.” Pudding shrugs and she stabs Reiju in the legs and Sanji watches her pull film out of Reiju’s head like a camera mushi and Sanji feels ill. He wants to go home.
He runs back, dropping the flowers, dropping the pretences as he rushes back and cooks for Luffy, quick and meaty and filling before stopping by the infirmary. Reiju looks at him and tilts her head. He glares at her.
“We're going to die, Pudding and Big Mom are going to kill us at the wedding.” Sanji snaps at her.
“We have an alliance.” Reiju says, confused and weak as her super healing takes its time apparently.
“No, you don't. I'm going back to my crew and maybe I'll make it out alive.” Sanji bites out. “Thank you for caring for me, but I have a family now.” I have a mother and father I should call, I have a captain who is starving, he thinks as his glare only hardens and she gives one back.
Sanji leaves with a nod as he runs. He runs to the kitchen and whips something half-assed and not worthy of his captain up. He trips and falls and the food is fucked just like it was when he fed his mother. He makes it to Luffy. He looks like Sanji did coming out of that damned dungeon, sunken and sad and starved.
“Sanji!” Luffy says as he rips into the basket to eat. Nami isn't around. He wants to go home and Sanji is crying. “Sanji?”
“I want to go home, Captain. I want to go back to the Sunny and the crew. Please. I want to go home.” Sanji sobs and Luffy is wrapped around him and Sanji is holding him so fucking tight. He doesn't want to let go again, Luffy doesn't either. He can tell by the way Luffy’s heart thrums in his chest and the feeling of belonging Sanji feels in his arms.
“We'll go home, Sanji.” Luffy smiles like he didn't beat the shit out of him, like he didn't abandon the crew.
“I have to save them, even if they don't deserve it, I can't let them die here.” Sanji explains. He thinks of his mother pacing and his dad trying to calm her down. He wants to save them so his mom and dad can deal justice how they see fit. He just wants to see his crew and cook and not be a prisoner anymore.
“So we will.” Luffy shrugs, easy as that. “I don't like it but if it's what you want.”
“Thank you.” Sanji says desperate and pleading.
“You're my cook, Sanji.” Luffy smiles at him. They start heading back to the castle where they'll figure out more and then Luffy will let the others know. “Someone called the denden mushi looking for you. I told them I would go get you.” Luffy says and Sanji whips his head to his Captain.
“Who?” He asks, he didn't give his parents the number.
“Dunno, she sounded angry though.” Luffy shrugs.
“Oh.” Sanji says, looking ahead.
“You should call your mom.” Luffy says, simple as that.
“Her son is dead.” Sanji replies.
“No he's not, Sanji's right here!” Luffy grins at him and hugs him and yeah, he is right here. They break apart with a plan formed, they go through the motions. Sanji does at least as he prepares for his wedding. He's dressed to the nines and is waiting for Luffy while he stands at the altar. Pudding with a gun and a third eye.
“Beautiful.” Sanji breathes and he believes it but he also doesn't want to die.
As he only ever is with his timing Luffy smashes through the cake and the fight is on. Big Mom however goes into a state of mind that makes Sanji recreate the cake recipe down to the hidden notes. He splits from Luffy, again and he hates it. But they get the cake made in a time limit of nine hours, him and Pudding and her family as Luffy fights someone. Katakuri?
That sounds right. Mirror world. Nami is still disappointed in him and he takes a shot for Luffy in the arm as they're escaping. Niji grabs him as Luffy is passed out in his arms and the bloodloss starts to make him light headed.
“Are you still alive, failure?” Niji yells at him.
“Damn you!” Sanji yells back.
Sanji has bruises and broken bones for days. They land on the ship and Niji flies off to continue fighting. Sanji can feel everything twisting and stinging as he moves. How is he still standing? Would his parents be proud? Luffy had just managed to wake up as Germa approaches.
“You're too kind, your weak heart changes to those of lesser status. You care too much.” Judge sneers. There's more but Sanji tunes him out.
“Well duh, that's why he's the best!” Luffy calls after him.
“That's not what he meant!” Sanji snaps to his captain who laughs at him.
“Take this!” Yonji calls as he tosses Sanji a black canister with a bright yellow ‘3’ on it. “And send Mom our regards!”
“Oh she doesn't want them! She's going to come take down Germa!” Sanji promises as Reiju and Niji look at him.
“She's alive?” Ichiji yells, shocked that the failures lived.
“And deadly!” Sanji answers as Reiju tells them to go again and there's an open pathway through the Germa fleet. They escape barely and once the coast is clear, Luffy and Nami are cared for, Sanji collapses on the deck of the Sunny. Blood pouring out of his arm and staining the deck and his suit like the rest of his cuts and stab wounds are. The last thing he remembers is Luffy's haki basically screaming that Sanji is his, that his crew belongs to him and no one will take them again.
The melody of the moon lullaby plays the whole way to Wano by Luffy's request.
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“I'm on my way to get Sanji now.” Strawhat's voice rings through the denden. Mihawk is off to the side, listening in as Sora grips Sanji's poster.
“You have to understand, Germa-” Sora starts.
“I'm gonna kick their ass, don't worry. The Sunny is his home.” Strawhat assures in what could be the worst way for Sora. Mihawk stares at her as her voice cracks.
“I'm trusting you.” Sora shakes out and then hangs up the receiver. Mihawk is wrapped around her and she’s buried into him and sobbing. “I'll kill him.” She gets out.
“Of course.” He's not going to fight her on this, he'll help. Mihawk will do anything for them. “We have to trust Strawhat to get him back to his crew.”
“I'm not worried about him getting back I'm worried about what they'll do to him while they have him!” She yells, stepping away. “We're dead to Germa! To Judge! Why the hell does he want Sanji?”
“We won't know until they call back or the paper comes. Sora, we also have to be wary of the Navy and World Government.” Mihawk says but Sora is shaking her head. Mihawk never wants to control her. “We'll keep them off the island, we can wait as long as we have to.”
“I'll kill them all too.” Sora snaps.
“Well no one is around now.” Mihawk assures her. Perona had left during the Reverie. Moria being found made Perona pack her bags and leave. It's just them in the castle now, empty nesters as Sora had said. Mihawk grabs her hands and pulls her towards him. He's never seen her so angry, truthfully he's never been in love as he is now.
He pulls her into a slow waltz, trying to distract her as their son is missing in Germa. His captain will save him, his captain won't lose another person like he did in the Battle of Marineford. Monkey D. Luffy is stronger than before and willing to take out anyone in his way now. He wonders where Sanji trained and the others. He wants to hear about the two years where he was training, what he learned.
He does his best to keep her distracted. He does. But another week passes when fresh bounties come out and-
VINSMOKE SANJI
330,000,000 BERI
DEAD OR ALIVE
Mihawk thought she was angry before, fury has never looked more beautiful or enticing as it does on his wife. He lets her take it out on him for another week and they seem to have a fantastic time as at least Sanji is alive. He's with his crew. They get to take out Marines on their breaks. All in all it is very fun for the empty nesters, Mihawk thinks.
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kidlawevents · 2 years
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The Complete Prompt List
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Thank you to everyone who sent in such wonderful prompts! ♡ We ended up with 88 all in all, so there’s definitely something for everyone.
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✿ Short and sweet ✿
1. Kid wielding Kikoku
2. piercings  
3. tattoos
4. blood
5. prosthetics  
6. makeup
7. Taking a walk in the park with ice cream  
8. One nice swimsuit and one lovely boy 
9. Law gets sick, caretaker Kid
10. At a beach party
11. Kid in Louboutin heels
12. Kid + Law + onsen
13. Kidlaw but kidd is transmasc
14. They’re lesbians, Harold
15. Phantom limb syndrome
16. Seashells
17. Jewelry/Tattoos
18. Summer Sports
19. Crossover
20. Marriage proposal
✿ Canon verse ✿
21. Law never gets his arm back in Dressrosa and Kid makes him a new prosthetic one
22. Babysitting with their nakamas after Bonneys apparence. 
23. Law and Kid are very busy pirates with their own goals, and arranging time for meetings or calls is nearly impossible. Writing through post seagulls is more reliable to them.
24. North Blue culture vs. South Blue culture
25. Law didn't have many scars before Dressrosa, and Kid is fascinated by them.
26. For whatever reason their devil's fruit powers are swapped and they have to manage the situation
27. Kid and Law wearing Alabasta fashion
28. The Polar Tang is being reparated in a summer island in which the Kidds Pirates are docked in. While his mates enjoys some mini-holidays at the beach in a summer island, Law studies his books closed in his room though it's very hot. Penguin sends Kid to offer Law an ice-cream for refreshing and Law declines it. Unfortunately for him, Kidd knows how to make Law's mouth water for it.
29. Law tells Kid about his full name
30. Kid helps repair/makes upgrades on Polar Tang and impresses Law with his skills
✿ AUs ✿
31. Kidlaw Titanic AU  
32. Soulmate AU where you sometimes dream about the day the other person had.  
33. One of them goes to make a deal with the fae, prepared for the price to be anything, but all they're asked for is a kiss.  
34. Cyberpunk au. Law is an surgeon android, Kid is cyborg, both are outlaw as rebels.  
35. I´m dating with a seacreature, what´s next? 
36. date auction event au where law is forced to participate (as their section's representative) and kid got him as his date for a week
37. kid killer law luffy and zoro are board mates, and law chose kid to be his subject for his pre med subject like blood sample, anatomy etc (idk abt a thing about med) getting together au
38. highschool kidlaw as next door neighbors but they hate each other and kid was assigned to a kissing booth for their summer school fest. law keep pulling the coins from his pocket while kissing and killer etc didn't stop them bc everyone was paying to watch
39. Hades AU with law as zagreus (doflamingo as hades?) and kidd as Meg and/or thanatos
40. Law as an ancient and honestly rather bored dragon who’s taken interest in kidd, the most recent warrior to come try and fight him
41. Med student law and street punk kidd who basically started dating when law found kidd on the side of the road, dragged him home and patched him up
42. In school, kid started a secret relationship with his teacher of biology
43. Prince/ Knight - Kid is a Knight, Law is a Prince, they meet one day at the execution of a well known Thief.
44. Kid and Law are soldiers in the middle of a war, doing everything they can to escape the hell they’ve found themselves in.
45. Kid's been a blacksmith all his life and has dealt with too many intelligent weapons in his time. The nameless sword he gets from a haunted looking traveling merchant is the first one to come with a visual component though, and he's not impressed with the smirking bastard.
46. YouTuber AU where the fans can't get enough of Kid and Law's dynamic and they collaborate more than they'd like for the clicks.
47. The first words your soulmate say appear on your body somewhere when you turn 15. Which can be a problem when those words aren't exactly polite and are on a highly visible part of the body.
48. Chefs AU. A new restaurant opens in the same district as Law's, who owns a fancy seafood bistrô that even entered the Michelin guide. Law doesn't like it one bit until he sees who the owner and executive chef of the new place is.
49. Modern settings AU, fake dating (initially).
50. Kid meeting Rosinante; in an AU where Cora lives
51. Genderbend KidLaw just being girlfriends
✿ Misc ✿
52. Kid and Law meet for the first time as children
53. Kid and Law get stuck in an elevator
54. The moment when one of them realizes they're in love with the other and they break out into a cold, panic induced sweat.
55. Law is weak for soft things and that is a fact Kid learns after a drunk  Law nuzzles into his cloak for a minute before declaring Bepo softer and  abandoning him. Kid may or may not spend too much time afterwards  hunting down something guaranteed to be softer for no particular reason.
56. Kid and Law Being as a best men on someone’s wedding and making a lot of  stupid things together on Bachelor party and ended up as a couple (sfw  or nsfw).
57. Usopp and Sanji is trying to understand what secret (ER) Law and Kid are  hiding from them, but for Kid and Law it isn’t a secret at all, so they  just acts like old married couple. And sometimes stalking turns out  really interesting for two mugiwaras. (Sfw or nsfw)
58. KidLaw as old men. With their grandchildren.
59. Use the AO3 tag generator to get 5 tags and use 3 of them in your fic.  Tags could be both sfw and nsfw. https://taggenerator.netlify.app/
60. Sassy dialog/snappy comebacks. Wit, oneupmanship, rivalry, and wordplay.
61. Negotiating polyamory, an open relationship, and/or long distance. Pining, communication (or lack therof), overcoming hardship.   
62. Kid and Law are stubborn men who don't like being ordered around, but a relationship is all about compromise.
63. kidlaw bfs but kid going back in time and trying to win law again but law isn't impressed and doesn't buy that they are lovers in the near future
64. kid getting high from anesthesia and saying law's an angel and is he single even though they're engaged and he doesn't believe that law's his bf
65. Law has to perform a surgery on himself and Kid is forced to assist
66. Law had problems with drugs and was in rehab after a bad night, kid look for him when he's rehabilitated. I only want a fic about law fighting against his dark thoughts and kid helping him
67. Law is kidnapped by a group of guys to ask his father for ransom. But one of those men changes his mind upon meet the inmate.
68. They say that when you feel a strong pull towards a stranger it's because they were someone important to you in your last life. Law/Kid never believed in that before but what other explanation is there for how they feel drawn to the other?
69. Due to unfortunate circumstances Law and Kid find themselves cuffed together in a way neither of them can undo, and have to work together to get out of them.
70. Law pining over Kid, while Kid shows his indifference at first.
71. Age-Up KidLaw, they're being older and acting like an old married couple.
72. Kid has a medical condition that Law finds professionally fascinating
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ikkaku-of-heart · 2 months
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I feel like, if the Polar Tang had met a more natural end instead of the bullshit it got, the Hearts would have given her a sendoff similar to what the Going Merry got. Maybe not burning, since it's a metal ship, but likely something akin to a funeral. Said a few words, pay their respect, and either have her quietly sink to the bottom of the sea, where she was at home, or blow her up in a spectacular explosion. It would depend on what Law considered more fitting, what they had on hand, where they were, and if the explosion could take out a few World Government ships in the process.
After all, the Polar Tang was Law and the Hearts' home, just as the Going Merry and Thousand Sunny was/is the Straw Hats'. It was a part of the crew and nakama. I'm hoping that our stubborn and resourceful and vengeful Trafalgar D. Water Law will meet up with his crew on Wano and make Pluton their new ship so they can help wipe Blackbeard off the map, but the Polar Tang is still their first ship, and they would still hold it dear in their memories.
I just feel like the Polar Tang (and the Victoria Punk) deserve better. Ikkaku is absolutely heartbroken at her destruction, and would absolutely stab anyone who dared speak ill of her beautiful submarine or made light of her end.
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cal-cium-the-nerd · 9 months
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤
Aww thank you!! I actually got this ask twice, and I've got my suspicions as to who are the ones that sent it to me :P you guys are very sweet <3
1- Silent Haunting (1856 words, Heart Pirates, One Piece)
When a home is loved enough, it might draw the attention of a guardian, a protector spirit. The Polar Tang happens to be haunted.
This is one of my best-received fics; it was born out of the love I felt after reading Gallus' fic Hearth God. It's basically about Corazon's ghost being a guardian spirit for the Heart Pirates, overall a concept I doubt I'll ever have enough of.
2- Careful (the sea listens) (1981 words, Heart Pirates, One Piece, read tags)
Shachi and Penguin play on top of a tree, the day the sea recedes. Penguin is the older one, the responsible one. The one who puts himself in danger. So he climbs down the tree. In which Penguin drowns, but refuses to die.
This one is technically uncomplete (1 chapter posted out of 3 outlined), but I've been told it reads as an open-ended one-shot anyway. I wrote it in less than 24 hs (which is very rare for me), and I think I tend to write horror better than fluff, so I'm quite proud of this one!
3- A brief guide in how to make your Captain laugh (5547 words, Heart Pirates, One Piece)
Five times the Hearts get Law to smile, and one time they get him to laugh.
I think most of my One Piece readers know me for this fic in particular! Also uncomplete (though I've been making progress with the following chapters now that I'm done with most of my zine fics!). It's a silly fic, but it's funny. One of these days I'd like to sit down and properly edit/rewrite it so it matches my current writing skill, but for now it is what it is.
4- You can hide a lot about yourself (but honey, what're you gonna do?) (897 words, Zach & Zorian, Mother of Learning)
Zach and Zorian grieve, lost in the memories of those gone, but at least they grieve together.
This fic is pretty old now, but MoL is still so very dear to me and I can't just let go. Even though it's pretty short word-count wise, I think this one still packs a bit of a punch. It's in a bit of a competition with Bound by the life you left behind in regards to readers saying I broke their hearts/am evil/owe them emotional compensation/etc (sorry not sorry! mwuhahaha <3). MoL fandom is so small but whenever someone comes along and leaves comments on all my fics, or likes 150 of my old posts, or leaves me an anon ask thanking me for writing fics for the fandom... Idk man, it's an ecstatic feeling. I might not be very active in this fandom these days, but it'll always feel like home to me.
5- Nightshades (2122 words, Trans Imaya Kuroshka, Mother of Learning)
Imaya Kuroshka knows who she is. She knows what she wants. But sometimes it’s just so hard to ask for it.
The Imaya fic!!! It's definitely not one of my best ones, story-wise, but writing this story was so very cathartic for me at the time, and it still feels very self-indulgent and comforting in all the right ways. It was also quite a pleasant surprise to receive so much support for my trans Imaya headcanon 🥺<3 you guys are the best
To be clear this list isn't really in a particular order or anything, and there are many fics that might've shown up here on another day. I'm also more of a one-shot writer, meaning it's common for me to end up with multiple one-shot fics that deal with the same themes/topics, and that makes this an even harder decision, so nothing set in stone and all.
Thanks again for giving me a chance to talk about my silly little fics! 💛💛💛
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cxnsolatio · 1 year
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" I feel like I should be asking something about the polar bear, but I won't." Kakashi stares off into the distance.
✚✚✚  kakashi — @wanderingshinobi
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❝ And yet, ask about the polar bear you did, only by other words. ❞
Law did not even try to hide his annoyance at the implicit query, nor did he have a reason to bother himself feigning a good mood to assuage a man by all accounts unknown and unimportant, the former preceding the latter. Seldom did he disguise feelings of distaste, though on occasion he might, for the benefit of his crewmates and of them alone.
A lie, he had found, was preferable to an uncomfortable truth when it came to those he loved and who requited this fondness. Pious even. While shameless half-truths solved no underlying cause of Law's troubles, they certainly proved effective in sparing him of the fuss that would follow honest shares of distress in tandem.
Yet, he could not resent the stranger for his curiosity. Not many bears trod land standing on their hind legs in humanlike bipedalism, let alone dressed in coveralls. And if there were bears who trod the urbanised landscape on their hind legs while fashionably dressed in the manner of men, those of them capable of high intellect and intelligible human speech ought to be even rarer. Looks and words of interest were to be expected whenever the Heart Pirates walked into town, untried or previously surveyed, Bepo usually leading the vanguard by Law's side, every now and then adding to the strangeness of the group by acting the porter of Law's blade. It was the discourtesy of some of those looks and words that inconvenienced him, as though any biased predisposition to Bepo were a snub to his own person.
To his credit, the man had opted for a furtive glance rather than for a point-and-stare combination, an attitude Law would not have handled with an equal degree of coolness. He would not admit to having Bepo gawked at like a circus attraction, and even the polar bear would not be safe from punishment never mind his innocence on the matter, for the mink would utter an apology for that which he could not avoid or contradict — looking the way he did, walking and talking amongst people — and lower his head as though his humble existence were an affront to a third party. Bepo, too, would be admonished for acting out of place.
❝ His name is Bepo. ❞ Law stole a glance at his bear as he answered, finding Bepo flanked by Shachi and Penguin, the trio happily engaged with jumbo-sized popsicles in a rainbow of fruity flavours; the black corners of the ursine mouth dripping red from mindless licking, much to the aversion of the two men who stepped aside in a frantic dance to stay clear of projected slobber, clear or colourful.
It was an endearing sight to behold, how happy Bepo was to freshen up with a sweet treat, even if the thought of having to remove the stains of artificial colouring from Bepo's white fur until restituted to its niveous state made Law frown with anticipated chagrin. A nice bath and a good, soapy scrubbing would be awaiting the bear once they made it home to the Tang.
❝ He's my navigator and a dear friend of mine. ❞ Truthfully, his best, but Law need not share that fact with the mystifying outsider; already he offered enough particulars in one short sentence. Devoid of sentimentality, stated matter-of-factly. The ultimatum was understated but clear. Be mindful of what you say about my bear.
For all his subtlety, however, Law could not suppress a clearer warning with a question of his own. ❝ What's it to you? ❞
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sugxrslushy · 2 years
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aww can you do "your hands are really warm with law please !! thank you so much !!
Your hands are really warm
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➪ a/n: I had too much fun with this one!! I'm always happy to write for law, especially since one of my friends loves him you know who you are lol love you. thanks a lot for your request!! I hope that you like this, have a nice day/night dear <33
➪ includes: Law (w/ a gn!reader)
➪ warnings: none!
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The little dots in the sky arranged themselves in a beautiful constellation. It spanned far across the inky darkness that the stars made their homes in. You’d almost forgotten how much you loved looking at the pretty sky late at night. It was always filled with vast wonders late at night that you missed.
You liked to joke with your captain that it was a celebratory moment when the Polar Tang would finally breach the water's surface. It got pretty boring being stuck in the dark waters for days on end, you wondered if it was any better on board a ship. At least you’d always get a breath of fresh air.
“If you’d like to deal with all the marines that'd be on our ass then be my guest, go get a ship then.” Law would normally reply with a roll of his eyes. Of course, the Polar Tang was a much safer option on Marine infested waters, but you were allowed to dream!
Although it made moments like this all the more precious, feeling the cool night ocean breeze against your skin and ruffling your hair. It was like seeing a long awaited friend, filling you with a sweet happiness.
“You’re going to get a cold if you stay out there. It’s too cold to be outside at this time of night.” Your captain grumbled behind you. You cast a glance over your shoulder to see Law leaning against the doorway of the sub, looking out at the night sky too. You swore you could see a bit of amazement in his eyes too.
He holds a fluffy jacket in his arms and walks across the deck to hand it to you. He makes no argument to make you go inside, just leans against the cool metal of the railing and stares out ahead at the black sea. You slide your arms through the sleeves of the jacket and shrug it on, instantly feeling a bit warmer.
“It’s not my fault you can’t handle the cold. I’ll be fine!” You smile at him and he gives no reaction, just staring at you for a second then slowly looking away. You snort at his muttered words about not wanting to deal with a sick crewmate.
You both stand in comfortable silence, just listening to the soft sounds of the ocean waves brushing against the metal hull of the Polar Tang. A breeze rolls through and Law shudders slightly, almost barely noticeable if you hadn’t been standing right next to him. You raise an eyebrow at him and he acts like it didn’t even happen.
“Law, you can’t tell me off about getting a cold and act like you aren’t practically cold blooded. Here, give me your hands. I’ll warm you up.” He begrudgingly lets you hold his cold hands in yours and you carefully rub them, trying to warm them up the ebay that you can.
“Your hands are really warm.” he softly says under his breath and you chuckle lightly. You squeeze his hands tightly and hold them closer to you, waiting a few minutes before letting them go. They thankfully no longer feel like ice cubes and you’re confident in how well you’ve done.
“Yeah I know, that’s why I can handle the cold.” You laugh and lean back against the railing. He seems like he wants to say something, but quickly shuts his mouth.
“Thank you.” He murmurs and turns to head back into the sub, you swear that there was a hint of a blush on his face before he turned around. You smile and wave him good night. He hesitates, then waves back.
tag list: @tsunderedoctor @cjm-cookiethief @acesmarigold @doublebird
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fireflykaizoku · 2 years
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Hey so its my first time asking you for a request so I'm kinda nervous I really love your works btw 💖
So I'd like
Character:law
Prompt:"Because I fell for you,isn't I obvious?"
Place:amusement parks
Genre:fluff
Gender:female
And I'd like it in the Canon universe
And please take your time and take care of your health💞
aaaaa hello, love! thank you so much! ❤ i'm so glad you like them aaaaa i really hope you like this! and you take care too! rest well and have water ❤
When the Heart Pirates finally docked on another island, the crew was thrilled. Everyone wanted to finish their tasks as soon as possible so they could head to the amusement park placed right in the middle of the small town. Even you, the captain’s girlfriend, tried to convince the doctor to have some time off and enjoy the warm summer night outside instead of staying in his cold office alone.
— Come on, Law. — you smiled, helping him finish some of his work. — It’ll be fun. You don’t even need to ride the rollercoaster if you’re scared.
The man shook his head at your affirmation.
— This is nonsense, I’m not afraid of rollercoasters.
— Then come with us. — you moved your chair closer to him. — You can stay for a while, and if you don’t like it, you can come back to the submarine and we’ll never ask you to go to amusement parks again
Law knew you well enough by now. He knew you’d ask again, make your cute face trying to melt his heart, and damn, it worked more than he’d like to admit it. The man had a weak spot for cute things, so, obviously, it included you. When he sighed, you knew he was about to agree.
— One hour and then we come back. — he said.
You smiled, placing a quick kiss on the corner of his lips, making a light shade of pink appear on his cheeks. When you opened the door, you rushed to your crewmates that were waiting.
— He agreed, everyone! — you said in an excited voice, and the sounds of everyone cheering echoed right after.
At the amusement park that evening, Law couldn’t lie. It seemed fun. The kids running around, the smell of popcorn, the lights of all the rides… It brought him memories of when he was a child and went to carnivals with his family. The doctor forgot about this sensation, and for a moment, it felt like he brought his inner child back.
His thoughts were cut short by your hand gently touching his shoulder.
— Are you okay, baby? — you tilted your head, wondering if he was feeling uncomfortable. After all, you wanted him to have fun, and if he wasn’t enjoying the park, you didn’t mind going back to the Polar Tang.
— Yes, I’m alright. It’s nothing. — he shook his head as if he was sending the thoughts away. — So, where do you want to go first?
For the next hour, you could see a side of Law that he didn’t show very often. You didn’t need to drag him to the ferris wheel because he was the one who gave the idea first; he was the one who thought the haunted house was a good idea; he was the one who bought you snacks that in any normal day, the captain would say they were unhealthy. When it was time to go home, one hour later, Law simply said.
— Just one more hour and we go back to the submarine…
At some point, you wondered if he was doing this for you, or because he genuinely was having fun. Of course, his facial expressions were serious most of the time, smiling once in a while when he saw you won a Polar Bear plush or when he realized how happy you were. Your smile and giggles were so pure, it made his heart warm.
Waiting for the crew to come back from the rollercoaster, you both sat on a bench while you ate the light blue cotton candy.
— I’m so glad that you decided to join us. You know I love our quiet dates, having dinner just the two of us, but you got to admit it, today was great! I don’t know how I convinced you to come here, though. — you smiled, taking a bite of your sweet treat.
— Because I fell for you, isn’t it obvious? — his voice was nonchalant, still looking at you eating the cotton candy. — If it makes you happy, I think I don’t mind joining you and coming to amusement parks once in a while. After all, you do so much for me everyday without even noticing.
Your cheeks heated at his words that caught you off guard. They just sounded so natural, as if they were something obvious. Law wasn’t even trying to be romantic, he showed his love and admiration with actions everyday, but hearing his simple, but meaningful confession, got you so shy. You took his tattooed hand and placed a soft kiss on it as a gesture of appreciation.
— Law… There’s one last ride I’d like to go. — you bit your lip, trying to hold a giggle imagining his reaction. The man raised an eyebrow, trying to think of what ride it could be.
You pointed to the other side of the park, where you could see a small white house with red hearts decorating it; a little artificial river and a white swan shaped boat. The letters said “Tunnel of Love” written in red.
Now, the Surgeon of Death could think it was extremely tacky and would think before saying “please, no”, but seeing your excitement and eyes full of hope, he got up, taking your hand and walking towards the last ride. Not only could he have a quiet moment with you after hearing people laughing and screaming all day, but also, Law wouldn’t mind feeling like a teenager in love for the first time, feeling shy and trying to steal a kiss from you in that dark house.
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westywallowing · 2 years
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ooooo could we have some fic recs from you then?
anon i hope you know that I went absolute HAM with this request LMFAOOO I just love fics so much and love sharing them!! all of the fics below are DNF btw, and most are longish-long in length. I tried to get a variety tho! None have NSFW, but please pay attention to tags!
"The Wasteland" by backtopluto
In 1890s New York, Dream is old money rich and George is an immigrant living in tenement row. A murder brings them together, and together they learn to be more.
literally one of my favorites of all time. I'm a slut for historical fiction and these types of aus, and the relationship that builds btwn dnf is so PRETTY and sweet. Dream in this fic is the light of my life he's such a sweetheart. George's story is amazing. I fell in love basically
"Born to the Purple" by yungluv
"You and George are soon to be the new royal family."
Or, an arranged marriage between polar opposite personalities leaves little room for the freedom that Dream so desperately longs for. Until it doesn't.
this fic is just SO DANG GOOD. Arranged marriage royalty au. Dream, who's a free spirit and wants to keep his self integrity, and George, a princely robot who wanted to be perfect and problem free, but he finds beauty in life once he meets Dream. There's some agsty moments at the beginning, but STICK WITH IT. The further their relationship goes the better everything gets. LOVE
"i found you (hidden in plain sight)" by navyhurricane
George is a daycare teacher, and what seems like a random activity with the local paramedics becomes something more when they click so easily, and George finds himself falling for an amazing father with an adorable daughter.
Dream is a smexy paramedic with an adorable daughter and George is her daycare teacher and is so sweet and wears circle glasses. the cutest kid fic ever. dream and George call dreams daughter "duckling" and "darling". ultimate fluff. need I say more
"for you, the stars" by andthentheybow
There is exactly one person in the entire universe that knows Doctor George Davidson is alive, and that’s George himself. Even with everything against him- starvation, damaged machinery, the environment, and human error- he’s determined to not become the first person to die on Mars. And once they find out he’s alive, his crew resolves to do everything they can to bring him home.
the Martian au. George is trapped on Mars and is a fucking survivalist badass and his crew does everything it takes to save him. Science fiction AMAZINGNESS, perfectly marries humor and the situation with sciencey space shit and romance. I am in LOVE with this fic.
"you look so good with him" by navyhurricane
Dream is in love with his best friend. Really, it isn't a problem and he's perfectly fine with staying friends (kind of) and can deal with George not feeling the same. It just hurts a little extra because George has a boyfriend, and he's everything Dream isn't.
Or so Dream thought.
this one made my chest hurt a lil bit but in SUCH a good way dude. I really feel for Dream in this fic. Dream is SUCH a good friend, and shit happens, and it's just so sweet. (also can u tell I love this author cuz I do)
"Protected" by Aenqa
Dream is the Crown Prince and the future king. His sworn duty is to protect his kingdom from outside threats, especially from the scourge of magic.
George is his best friend and, technically, his servant. And he has a secret.
MERLIN AU MERLIN AU MERLIN AU. this one is so fucking good, it starts when they're kids and they grow up together hello?? george with magic trying to protect Dream the prince of Camelot,,,, written BEAUTIFULLY
"Inferno in the Sky" by traveler_of_stars
As an exiled-padawan-turned-Underworld-engineer, George would be the first to say that living in Coruscant’s oppressive underbelly is barely passable as a life. But when he’s plucked from his shop by a freshly-Knighted Sapnap and inescapably tanged in a deadly plot to destroy the Jedi Order, he almost wants to go back.
BEST. STAR WARS AU. IVE EVER READ. dnf is on the down-low (kind of), and you don't really need to know a lot about Star Wars to read it, I promise. Dream Team bond amazingness, SBI amazingness, I can never get enough. and more badass George.
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