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Helo I was wondering if you could fo Law x reader with the reader having an heart disease,so like breathing problems and possibly heart attack? With cpr

Thanks in advance

I couldn’t find your rules

*I hope I did your ask justice! I'm not very well versed in medical slang, but I did some light reading and tried my best!❤️*

Law liked to keep you by his side. Mostly because he enjoyed the company of his partner, but also so that he could keep a close eye on you. They'd joined his crew a year ago, and it was two months later that he learns that you have a heart condition. Every now and then, your heartbeat would change pace, either too fast or too slow.

It'd scared the hell out of your captain the first time you'd gone down, seemingly fine one second, and then swaying on your feet the next, hitting the deck before he could catch you. Law had scooped you up and booked it to his office, and then activated his devil fruit to find the heart of the problem.

You'd woken up halfway through his examination, eyes wide as you watched your new captain study your heart in his hands. He watched the organ jump in his hand and begin to beat at an irregular pattern. Law had turned on you and pointed at the heart cradled delicately in his hands.

"You have a condition called arrhythmia. You'll have to stay close to me from now on so that I can keep an eye on you. If your heart isn't pumping your blood correctly, it can lead to you passing out," He glared at you over that and then continued.

"Lack of oxygen is cause for CPR, and in worse cases, it can lead to a heart attack. I like you, _. So I'll take care of you."

The only thing you could do that day was give a teary nod. You knew that something had been wrong, but nothing that serious. From then on, you rarely left Trafalgar's side, and with that closeness came a budding relationship.

So it terrified Law any time he saw a change in your behavior. You've been lethargic all day but unwilling to rest. You assured him that you could continue your duties, and foolishly, Law had believed you. Two hours later, the doctor heard and thud and turned in his desk chair to see you on the floor.

Trafalgar dove out of his chair and press his fingers to the side of your neck. Your pulse was weak, but there. He cursed quietly and fisted his, keeping his palm just below your sternum and shifts to his knees. Law counts out loud.

"One, two, three..."

Before pausing in his compressions and dipping to pinch your nose and blow into your mouth. He does this three times before he rises and goes back to counting.

It takes longer than Law likes for you to finally come to, coughing harshly, and sitting up with a raspy gasp. Law helps you sit up, moving to sit behind your back so that you can rest against him. He rubs your back, and quiet reassurances fall from his lips.

"That's it, baby. I've got you."

You gladly let your boyfriend take your weight and try to regulate your breathing, "Sorry, Law. Guess I should have listened to my doctor, huh?"

Trafalgar huffs behind you and bends to press a kiss to the top of your head, "We do know a thing or two."

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I love the ending of this movie sm RAA

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I was wondering if you could write a fanfic about Law and Y/n, maybe about Y/N wearing a flavor lipgloss and Law pretends not to like it!

Also love your work! Have a good day!

Hi Anon! I loved your request. I hope I did it justice! ❤️

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Law hates it and adores it when you wear your flavored lip gloss. You had a variety of flavors, but his favorite had to be the strawberry flavor. He'd watched you pucker your lips and smear the shiny gloss along them this morning and had made a quick retreat. He didn't need that temptation first thing in the morning.

However, where ever Law went, you seemed to be right by his side, those shiny lips on display and tempting him to pull you in a dark corner and kiss you silly. He ran away each time, a scowl on his face, and not noticing how down each encounter left his girlfriend.

It isn't until the end of the day that Trafalgar picks up on your mood. He catches you reapplying your gloss, your tongue sweeping over your lips, and then the sad sigh that leaves your lungs. Law curls an arm around your waist and presses his lips to the side of your head.

"What's wrong, baby?" He asks softly and smiles when you relax against his chest, then tucks you closer.

"You've run away from me all day, Law," you grumble tightly, shiny lips drawn up in a pout. His heart breaks when you turn it on him, and his eyes linger on your lips.

"Thought you were upset with me."

Law shakes his head and hugs you close, his lips pressed against your brow, feeling guilty for being such a coward over lip gloss of all things.

"I'm not mad, baby. You're just too tempting when you wear those flavored glosses you like so much," Law murmurs against your flushing skin and presses kiss down your cheeks until he reaches your lips.

The taste of strawberry bursts across his pallet when you open up for him, and Law hums in delight. He pulls away all too soon, though he can't help himself but kiss you again.

"I wouldn't be able to get any work done if I couldn't stop kissing you, sweetheart."

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you ever get Supernaturally Beckoned to draw something

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Bloodlines of Fire

Tangled Temptations

Please DO NOT read further if you are NOT 18+!!!

Pairing : Shanks x Emma

Summary: Shanks and Emma arrive at her penthouse tangled in each other.

Word Count: 1658

Triggers: SMUT (18+ ONLY!!!)

Tag list: @short-honey-badger @hope31185 @bumblingbriars (Request to be added in comments or messages)

The car ride had been filled with a flurry of kisses and eager hands, much like the elevator ride up to her penthouse suite. They had nearly devoured each other in the confined space of the elevator, but the doors had chimed open, and Emma swiftly ushered him into her home. Their shoes were kicked off at the door, his cloak discarded on the floor, before they tumbled onto the back of the couch. Now, she sat with him between her legs, their passionate embrace continuing.

He pressed his lips gently against hers, igniting a passionate kiss. With his one hand, he caressed her face, while she cupped his cheek in response. A soft moan escaped her lips as she gripped his hips and pulled him closer to her. He gripped at the back of the couch, maintaining his balance, his mouth lingering on hers before trailing slowly down to her neck. As her fingers skilfully unbuttoned her shirt, he inhaled her scent, placing light nipping kisses along her neck. She slipped off her shirt, revealing a rich dark red lace bra. His mouth found its way to her bra strap, gripping it gently with his teeth to make it pop lightly. "Beautiful," He murmured, his tone raspy full of lust, eliciting a sharp intake of breath as the strap snapped against her skin, sending a small sting through her shoulder. "There's more if you'd like to help." She teased as his hand slid up her waist and cupped the underside of her breast and thumbed her lace covered nipple in a circular motion, pulling a moan from her. "I might need a little assistance." He replied playfully, deftly removing the bra strap with his teeth. She grinned in response. "Of course." She undid her skirt and wriggled out of it pushing it to the side as it hit the floor, revealing a matching set of lingerie and stockings with hold-ups. His eyes slowly traced her body, his hand now delicately exploring the outlines of her stockings. Her smile widened as he examined her like an art connoisseur admiring a masterpiece for the first time. Her skin shivered under his touch, goosebumps rising where he traced. "Do you like what you see, Captain?"

“Yes…yes I do.” He continued to trace the outlines of her lingerie and nips at them with his teeth. She sucked in her bottom lip and tried to stop a moan from escaping. "Would you like to see if that chocolate cake comes in second place?" She giggles lightly. “I know it comes in second.” He pulled down her underwear with his teeth on one side and a finger hooked into the other side. Her body flushed as she watched him take care of her underwear. "Oh, do you?" She grins. “Mhmm...I do.”

Once he slid her underwear down her legs and gently discarded them, he rose and guided her around the couch. "Now for a little taste…" Her body responded, moving with him until her calves met the edge of the couch. She lowered herself onto the plush cushions, her skin tingling with anticipation. Her breath quickened as she watched him position himself between her legs, his eyes smouldering with desire. His muscles defined in the dim light of the room rippled as her hand stroked over his shoulders. His touch sent sparks across her skin as his fingers traced her curves, kindling a deep need within her. Arching into his touch, she silently begged for more as his tongue explored her wetness.

With a longing that had brewed since Vortex, her fingers threaded through his red hair, gently pulling him closer. This elicited a groan from him, and he rewarded her with his mouth latching onto her clit, sucking gently. His hand found its way beneath her, gripping her plump ass cheek. As his tongue and lips skilfully brought her to orgasm, she tightened her grip on his hair, her hips meeting his face eagerly, earning herself a firmer hold on her rump. Profanities escaped her lips as he pushed her towards the edge, and before she knew it, she succumbed to the electrifying waves of pleasure, tumbling into the depths of ecstasy.

She breathed in short, sharp gasps, lying still and relishing the aftermath of her pleasure. She felt him crawl up her body, planting tender butterfly kisses along the way. “I was right, definitely better than the chocolate cake.” He mused as he reached her mouth, they collided in a hungry kiss, a blend of passion and yearning. His hand roamed over her, igniting every nerve ending with his fiery touch, before settling above her head to anchor himself in place. She moaned into his mouth, lost in the sensation of his devouring, feeling him consume her very essence.

His clothes were shed in a frenzy of need, discarded to the floor as they surrendered to overwhelming desire. He settled back down between her legs, his eyes searching her face for any doubts, when she gave him a soft smile and trickled her fingers gently down his scars, he took that as a silent permission and pushed himself slowly inside of her. Emma gasped softly as he filled her, his own moan followed. “Fuck, you feel good.” Her smile widened and she leaned up to plant a kiss on his lips. “Been a while?” She whispered against his lips. “You could – say that.” His breath hitched as he bottomed out inside her. “You fit me so well.” She reassured him as their bodies moved in tandem, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through them as he thrust his hips in sharp, deep motions. Skin met skin, hot and slick with sweat, melding together in a symphony of ecstasy. Their sounds mingled with the night air, a chorus of passion and desire echoing through the room. His name was strangled by a cry as they reached the pinnacle of their passion, soaring together into the abyss, lost in a whirlwind of sensation that left them breathless and sated. Their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs, hearts beating loudly in their ears.

Shanks held Emma close, her nestled under his arm with her head resting on his chest. Her arm and leg lazily draped over his stomach and legs. She softly moaned as his hand traced random patterns down her back. "I want you to tell me more about this world." He said, looking down at her. "What is this place called? Is it like a giant island or something else?" She rolled over to reach for the pile of their clothes on the floor, pulling her phone out of her jacket to show him pictures of the world. Snuggling her back into his chest, he cuddled her close, kissing her freckled shoulder softly. She smiled and began flicking through the browser maps. "We call it Earth, and we're currently here, in the country of America."

He observed as Emma's finger scrolled across her phone screen, navigating through digital landscapes. "Your seas aren't as vast as in my old world; we had many smaller islands." He remarked, glancing back at him over her shoulder. "It might be challenging to return to the sea in this world; it's mostly controlled and patrolled by governments. There's not much uncharted sea left."

Shanks frowned at this revelation. "I don't trust the government, but I'd still like to try and get back out to sea. It's who I am." Cupping his face, Emma offered him a tender smile. "Only fools trust the government," she chuckled. "But many feel powerless to change it or have grown too comfortable with the status quo." He took hold of her hand and kissed the soft flesh of her palm. "You're absolutely right, darling." She blushed at his gesture. "You're such a tease."

Their eyes met, a playful spark gleaming in his, which tied knots in her stomach. "I can be whatever you need me to be, lass," he said with a grin. She rolled her eyes and laughed. "Goober." He erupted into full-bodied laughter before leaning in and kissing her deeply. His hand slid from under her and ran through the back of her hair, gently grasping the base of her skull. A soft moan escaped her throat as she twisted around, pressing her chest against his. "Do I need to worry about any jealous suitors, princess?" He murmured, his lips trailing down her throat.

"Why are you asking that, and did you just call me princess?" She interrupted his affectionate gestures and gazed at him with a gentle frown on her forehead. "A lovely woman like yourself must have many suitors pursuing you and look at this castle you live in… you are clearly a princess." He smiled as she chuckled. "No, I don't. The men I know are like family; I grew up with them. Also, please don't call me princess. My father calls me that, and it would feel strange if you did too, besides, this is a penthouse not a castle."

"What name would you like me to use for you?" He asked, his lips tracing gently along her neck. "Speaking of your father, should I be worried about him?" She bit her lip, struggling to concentrate on his questions amidst the kisses trailing down her shoulder. "Anything except princess. As for my dad, he lives with Mom on the outskirts and hardly comes into the city. However, my brother sneaks in here occasionally, but he's not on good terms with Dad, so he won't say anything." He paused his kisses and looked down at her shoulder with a smirk. “I think I’ll call you Freckles since they're the prettiest things I’ve ever seen on a woman’s body, especially when they adorn yours so beautifully.” Emma giggled as he planted tickling kisses on her neck. “Alright, but I get to call you Goober.” He grinned as his lips met hers. “That’s fine with me, Freckles.”

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If you get this, answer w/ three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs. anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog! <33333 (if u wanna, no pressure!)

Hhmm. Well. I've got seven cats (4 boys, 3 females). They're my babies.

I played the trombone in marching band back in high school. My school was invited to play in the Independence Day parade back in 2017. That was super fun.

And lastly, and not very original here. My favorite color is orange.

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Hi! How are you?😺 I hope you have a great day!

I've actually been doing pretty good lately lol! Thanks so much for asking! I hope you have had a wonderful day too! ❤️

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Just another Lil thing for Ace. He's such a dork.

Summary: Ace still has some trouble controlling his devil fruit when his emotions get the best of him, especially when they concern you. Sometimes, you just couldn't help but tease your boyfriend.

Pairings: Porgas D. Ace x Reader

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"I can't believe you just let that guy flirt with you like that, _," Ace grumbled as he dragged you away from the bar the two of you had just left. It had started out a nice evening, Ace finally able to get you alone for once. That was until some dick head opened his fat mouth and started flirting with his partner.

Ace had sat there fuming, getting more upset by the second the longer the sleaze ball beside you kept talking. Calling you all sorta of names like sweetcheeks and baby doll. It had pissed him off that you had just sat there, a kind smile on your face, and had taken it until Ace had snapped and dragged you away from the bar and out into the streets.

Fire Fist slowed to a stop, turning around so that he could face you, his lips drawn up in a pouty frown. He didn't like it when someone flirted with you. You were his partner, and it made him want to explode whenever someone thought they could try and get in the way of that.

The devil fruit inside of him flickers to life when you stare up at him with an amused tilt of your head. His annoyance skyrockets, and he crosses his arms, not noticing the small flames that now dance along his shoulders.

"What did that guy have that I don't? He wasn't even that good-looking," Portgas huffs at you, eyes narrowed, "He couldn't beat me in a fight."

You crack after that, snorting loudly and slapping a hand over your mouth as you snicker. Sometimes, you just couldn't help but rile your boyfriend up. You sober after a moment and reach for him, and even upset with you, Ace still takes your hands.

"Of course not, baby," you assure him and watch those flames flare up for half a second before they disappear, put back under control by its master. You smile and tip toe to press your lips to his cheek, "You'd definitely kick his ass."

Ace nods with a decisive huff, his expression still a bit petulant but feeling appeased now that he had your attention on him. He pulls you close, wrapped up in his arms and pressed to his chest, and murmurs with a tone of childish finality.

"Damn right, I would."

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#reader insert #fanfic #one piece #fluff #jealousy #blorbo #ace x reader #ace one piece #portgas d ace #portgas ace x reader #one piece x reader

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Gotta love those silly, dead wives.

#fallout #fallout 4 #fallout prime #i love this so much. had me cackling

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I need them to meet NOW.

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Walton Goggins as Cooper Howard/The Ghoul in S01 of FALLOUT

#fallout #walton goggins #cooper howard

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"It's said war, war never changes. Cats do, through the furniture they shred."

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ROBERT HOUSE IN FALLOUT (2024)

You're one to talk, Freddy boy. You could lose money running a casino.

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This is exactly what I want from a Fallout TV show. Pathetic Brotherhood of Steel characters, a Vault Dweller who kicks ass, a hot ghoul, dubious corporations, and the hint of more New Vegas.

#fallout #fallout tv series #fallout spoilers

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Haircuts and Sandwiches

Just something quick and easy to give younger! Nanami some love ❤️

@goth-mami-writer for helping me with it ❤️

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It's been three months since Kento had left the world of Jujitsu Sorcery, freed from his duties to hunt down curses and the horrors of watching his friends and classmates die. He wasn't happy, mind you, but he was relieved to have a normal life. He got up at the same time. He went to his new job and did the same thing, and at the end of the day, Kento would stop at his favorite sandwich shop where the employees already knew his order.

Today, there had been a change in his routine. His hair, still long and styled down, kept falling into his face, and Nanami was getting tired of it. So, before his shift was over, he made an appointment with the closest hairdresser to his work.

Hours later, Kento sits in a chair with a black gown covering his suit and watches as locks of his blonde hair fall. He'd picked the quickest and nicest looking short style he'd seen in the magazines he'd flipped through. It doesn't take the stylist long, and seen Nanami is handing over his card and paying.

His hair is much shorter now, his bangs styled to the opposite side and pushed back with a bit of gel. Nanami admires himself in the provided mirror, and his lips quirk up a bit. This suited him far better, he thought.

He leaves with a thank you to the hairdresser and then down the street he goes, stomach growling and mind focused on getting his usual from the sandwich shop near his apartment. The bell above the door jingles when he steps inside, and he glances behind the counter to see who is working today.

You stand behind the counter and look up, cheeks pinking when you catch sight of the regular your coworkers keep teasing you about. He is a handsome young man, so it's not like they can fault you for having eyes.

Nanami's shoulders slump, his stance turning relaxed when you catch his eye, and he gives you a small nod in greeting as he steps up the the counter to order.

"I like your hair. You chose a nice style."

His heart hammers, and his lips curl up into a genuine smile. You never failed to brighten his day. He reaches up and runs his fingers through his blonde locks, almost shyly.

"Thank you, _. How are you today?"

The two of you go back and forth for a bit while you ring him up and make his sandwich, and the interaction is over too soon. Kento dithers a bit before he leaves, waiting to the side with his bag as you deal with another customer before he steps back to the counter, his pale cheeks flushing, and he forces the words forward before he could lose his nerve.

"Would you like to have dinner sometime?"

You look taken aback, but then a smile breaks over your face, one so wide and joyful that the heavy atmosphere that hangs around Kento like a second skin breaks. You nod, and Nanami finds himself sharing your grin.

"Yeah, I'd love that."

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Go back to sleep, Ace

Ace has an episode and wakes up with his head in your lap.

First time writing Ace so lemme know how I did! ❤️

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Ace doesn't remember passing out, so that must mean that he'd had another one of his episodes. Usually, that wouldn't bother him, but he vaguely recalls speaking to you, his crush, right before his mind goes blank. However, wherever he is, Ace is comfy as hell and really doesn't want to get up.

There are fingers running through his hair that stop and gently scratch his scalp every now and then. Ace doesn't remember the last time someone has played with his hair like this. He kinda likes it. His face is pressed into something soft and squishy, and he is shameless in the way he sighs and presses into it.

The sound of you snickering has Ace opening his eyes, embarrassment, and mortification flooding his system. The first thing he sees are your legs extended in front of him, your sandal covered feet crossed at the ankles. He goes to rise up, apologies bubbling up and spilling out.

"Shit. _, I'm so sorry. I didn't uhm-"

"Shut up, Ace. It's not a big deal," you interrupt Fire Fist and gently push his head back down to your lap, your fingers still tangled in his black locks. His mouth clicks shut, his freckled cheeks so hot they may as well have been on fire.

"Are you sure? I know I'm heavy, I can move?" Ace stresses again but can't help the way he slumps down when you resume your careful petting, and soon his eyes begin to grow heavy.

"I don't mind. Go back to sleep, Ace," You assure him once more and are rewarded with the young man rolling so that he could look up at you, his arms winding around your waist to cuddle you close. Fire Fist is back asleep within moments, feeling safe and comfortable with you keeping him company.

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Lipstick Stains

Another lil quick blurb cause Law has a hold of me right now. Enjoy!

Summary: Law's crew keeps laughing at him, so he goes to the one person who can't lie for shit. You.

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Law didn't understand why his crew was laughing at him. Even Bepo had giggled at Law the moment his captain strode into the cafeteria on the Polar Tang. He'd frowned at all of them and demanded if he had anything on his face, which every one of them had assured him No. Nothing at all there.

His day continued in a similar fashion, and to say he was annoyed by the end of the day was an understatement. Trafalgar was downright pissed. So. He went to the one person he knew couldn't lie to him, You.

Not from some sense of loyalty, but because you were shit at it.

Law hadn't seen you since this morning when you'd kissed him goodbye in his office before you'd slipped away to begin your own duties aboard the submarine. He finds you in your own office, sitting behind your desk and filling out paperwork that he would no doubt look over at a later date. He stalks forward, his frustration plain as day on his face, and slams his hands down on your desk, making you jump and glare up at him.

“Do I have something on my face?” Law nearly shouts at you and searches your face for any hint of deception. He catches your eyes flick over his visage, and then lands on his mouth, lingering there before you look away. He watches your cheeks go dark, and you avoid his gaze as you say in the most unconvincing tone imaginable.

“No.”

“Bullshit,” Law snaps immediately and leans in, eyes narrowing as you lean away from him, though your chair prevents you from escaping him, “Tell me the truth, _.”

You break within seconds and reach forward to dig through one of your drawers. You produce a compact mirror that you hand over to your boyfriend.

Trafalgar flips it open and looks at his reflection, expecting to see something far worse than the dark lipstick stain that covers the left corner of his mouth. There is another on his forehead, though this one is smeared from where he'd rubbed his brow at some point.

Law's shoulders slump, and he lets out a loud, drawn-out sigh and gives you a narrowed eyed look, though his lips have twisted into a fond smile.

“Troublemaker,” Trafalgar rumbles and then reaches forward, his hand wrapping around your jaw as his lips press into yours. When he pulls away, his lips are stained with the shade you wear.

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