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spacebaby1 · 4 months

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MY MAMA (Child!Law Trafalgar & Mom!Reader)

"STOP IT," Law yelled at you "YOU ARE NOT MY MOM AND YOU WILL NEVER BE." Law pushed past you running to his room and you stood up and grabbed on Corazon's wrist when he called for Law.

"No, don't yell at him" You said stopping your husband from walking. "B-But sweetheart, he can't yell at you like that. He can't talk to you like that-"

"Yes, he can" you smiled a little, "he's my son, isn't he?" Corazon nodded looking down, he felt hopeless, "then let him cool down, Darling. I can handle his words, let him yell, scream or throw hands at us" you chuckled gently lifting your husband's chin, "He'll calm down soon, just please don't yell at my boy."

Corazon sighed at your words, how could you be so sweet to his boy after all he had said to you today and how he treated you. But, as an neglected child you easily understood Law's emotions; he is just a kid.

Corazon decided to make the dinner tonight so you agreed to fold the clean clothes, after putting the clothes away in the drawer you noticed the small picture album you owned, it had pictures from your school. So you sat down to go through it but from the side of your eyes you noticed someone peeking from the doorframe, it was Law. He tried to hide but you had seen him, with a smile you titled to side so now you could full see him, "Hey, you. Did you need anything?" You smiled Gentle as always.

"C-Can I come in?" He asked almost in a small voice. "Sure, Sweetie. Come sit beside me." You tapped the floor beside you and he did as you told him still not looking you in the eye.

"Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you a snack?" He shook his head and mumbled something under his breath, "Huh?" He turned towards you and you could see his eyes were glossy, and your heart dropped; was he crying?

"Law? Sweetie were you crying? Your eyes are puffy. What's wrong are you not feeling well?" The concern that you showed made the gilt Law felt run wild in his little head. His lips quivered as he just looked at you hoping for you to understand his tears and how sorry he was yelling all those words at you, he fell into your arms without warning, "It's okay, Sweetie, whatever it is, we'll fix it, what's wrong? Tell me? Want me to get your Cora-San?" He shook his head in your embrace, "Okay, Sweetcheek, Not calling for Cora-San." You rubbed his back, "there there, I'm here for you," you placed your head on his as he cried and cried till he couldn't anymore.

"You okay?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said earlier, that wasn't very kind. I shouldn't have said that to you, I'm so sorry, I'm very very sorry. I just don't know how to explain it," he looked down at his fingers, "it's not an excuse no it shouldn't be."

You were confused, "What is Law? Did someone said something to you at school, you can tell us anything." He pulled at his hat before speaking, "it's my fault for yelling at you b-but I-uhh my teacher s-she well she-"

"Law did you teacher say something to you? Did she hit you?" You were getting scared and angry but not at Law, never at him. He shook his head to which you calmed down, and he spoke again, "She didn't do- well- today is mother's day." Oh, you said nothing.

"T-the teacher gave us each a flower and she said "give it to your mother" as a gift, a-and I didn't cry but I felt sad and I didn't like that feeling so I got angry at you, I'm sorry I didn't mean to be mean to you like that, you are kind to me and you cook my favourite food a-and I yelled at you." He was crying again in your arms, you just hugged him, apparently your old school never stopped with this tradition you chuckled. "Don't cry, it's okay to feel like that Law, I know how you feel, trust me it's okay."

He pulled away to look at you, "H-How?", you smiled and whipped his tears, "When I was few years younger than you, my mama and papa separated. I was too young to understand why I just knew they didn't want me because they left me with my nana, and I went to the same school as you when I was your age, my teache used to do the Same. Every mothers day they would give us a flower to give to our mama's but I didn't have one," you smiled to stop your own tears, "so I used to give them to nana and tell her that it was a gift." Law blinked at you, "y-your mom didn't like you?" He asked "but why?" You shrugged, "sometimes people change but that doesn't mean I am alone, yes I was for most of my childhood but I am happy now, I have you, your Cora-San. You are my family, and I love you more than a mother can love her child because I see you as my own, and I am not mad at you for yelling at me at all, you call speak your heart out with me and I will always be there for you, sweetheart."

Law's lips quiver as he fell in your arms crying again before you noticed Corazon was standing by the door crying his eyes out when he heard your words, he too jumped to hug you as they both cried in your arms, you chuckled blinking the tears away, "Stop crying you big baby" you told Corazon but he only cried harder, "I love you so much." He said crying and you laughed at them both for being alike.

#trafalgar law x reader #Rosinante Donquixote #one piece law #corazon and law #law trafalgar #corazon x reader #corazon x you #one piece corazon #one piece headcanons #one piece imagine

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sashi-ya · 7 months

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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 13: PUBLIC SEX Donquixote Rosinante 𝘹 𝘍! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Requested by: anon ➡ Hello, Sashi! hear me out: day 13. public/semi public and Rosinante 🤭🤭🤭 (his Devil fruit is literally perfect for it!;) can you please do it for female reader? ty, xo :3 tw: mdni. public sex. usage of df. rough sex and still very sweet. overstimulation. oral. size kink. squirting. impregnation implied. Au where Rosi survived after doffy's bullets. wc: 1,9k 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

With a very curious and intelligent boy in the house, Rosinante and you had little time to none for adult loving matters. You were happy, you weren’t worried. But, sometimes you two needed those alone times…

You weren’t leaving little Law alone, of course. Much less having that type of fun with the kid at home even if asleep. However, that night Law had a birthday party at Mr. Wolff’s home. It was Bepo, his best friend’s birthday, who have been living there with his two other friend, Shachi, and Penguin.

Little Law still felt a little scared of human beings that weren’t his friends, so, of course, Rosinante and you walked him all through Swallow Island to get to the party.

Mr Wolff explained to you that he could stay the night if he felt like it, but if not, he promised to give the kids dinner early so that you could pick up Law from his home before midnight.

You were happy and took a leave through the snowy roads that connected your home and Mr. Wolff’s. It was a blessing to find this man who took care of Law while Rosinante recuperated after his encounter with his evil brother Doflamingo.

It was you, who helped your now lover to stay alive for some time until he was able to speak and search Law in the surroundings. After that, and falling in love with Rosinante, the three of you formed a very lovely and humble family. Of course, his real name couldn’t be revealed, as well as Law’s. Both, for the Marine and the Donquixote family had stopped existing that same fatidic night. Thankfully for the three of you, destiny had other plans…

The crunch beneath your feet of icy cold snow reverberates in a lonely path. There weren’t many roads connecting Pleasure Town to the forest where Mr. Wolff lives, nor the outsides where you live. You need to walk at least a couple of miles more to reach your cabin, a very cozy home you two have built.

“It isn’t that cold tonight, right?” you mumble, small talk you didn’t really need as Rosi and you have no problems to stay silent for some time as long as you are next to the other.

“Actually, you are right. Perfect for a dip in the sea” Rosinante jokes, he is always very funny being -sometimes to the point of annoy Law-.

You scoff and hug his huge arm. He smiles, with a smile that’s as beautiful as a sunrise, and places his equally huge hand on your head.

“I love you; you know that?” he whispers, stopping for some seconds, fixing his beautiful tangerine eyes in yours.

You smile sweetly, standing on tippy toes to reach for his lips. You try to give him a peck, but he is messing with you by not bending forward enough for you to do so. Rosinante is way taller than you. - And probably than most of the men around –

“Come on!” you protest, giving little jumps. “What?! You wanna kiss me? What you want from me, woman?!” he laughs. Rosinante is usually very soft and sweet, a caring father and sometimes a little bit of a clown, but he is also a man… a very manly man in private.

You turn around, crossing your arms like a little girl throwing a tantrum. You fix your eyes in the horizon, where the sun is starting to set, and the sky turns orange with litmus and purple hints here and there over the clouds. Even if annoyed at him, not even the scenery can match to the beauty of his soul.

“Baby…” he whispers, bending enough to hug you from behind. “I was just joking… give me a kiss, come on”

“No. You didn’t want it when I gave it to you; now you lost it!” you joke, enjoying the way you are pressing your back against his body.

He stays silent for some seconds until he turns you around rather violently -probably not his intention, but he is still a clumsy man-. Rosinante’s arms lift you up, as he tries not to slip with the snow.

“Give me a kiss. As a Celestial Dragon I demand my tribute!” it is still a little painful for him, but he has learned to accept his past and because of you even joke about it.

“Ah- tribute?! You are crazy, sir. I won’t giv-“ you grunt, but your lips get sealed with his. And your stiffen muscles start to relax as you melt into a very deep kiss of lust and love.

You two probably keep kissing until your lips get swollen and your breathing becomes erratic. There is too much sexual desire accumulated in your bodies that haven’t been released, you are not exactly sure if you are making it to the cabin.

“I was going to wait until we get home… I’ve been thinking about it all week, having the house free for us…” Rosinante murmurs with his lips grazing yours.

“I can’t wait until we get home…” you whisper, hugging him with your legs, allowing your crotch to hit his. He is hard, as much as you are wet. He is needy, as much as you are desperate…

Both look at each other. It’s gonna be a first… having sex in the middle of the road? With snow? Sure, it isn’t a very transited zone, but… what if someone sees you?

“I don’t care. Fuck me here, behind that tree” you point to a bunch of pines behind you.

Corazon, whose pupils contract, and his smile turns to a sexy smirk, doesn’t really say a word but immediately let’s you down for you to walk right behind the tree you chose to be a “covered spot”.

Truth is, it isn’t really a cover for such a big man like Rosinante, but it doesn’t really matter anymore to you.

Your back hits the log, and his right hand do the same right next to your face. Some old snow falls around you from the branches of the tree, but there is no strong enough cold to overcome the heat of your bodies.

Rosi bends over to kiss you, playing with your breasts as he does. You moan, as his usual clumsy hands -but not during sex- reach for your nipples right in between your winter clothes. He pinches and twists, because he knows how much you love it.

Your hand reaches for his bulging crotch, playing over the white fabric of his jeans. You can feel it in your hands the way it throbs and painfully wishes to scape his pants. Thing, you understand very well, so you proceed to lower the zipper.

Soon you stop the kiss to kneel and free his sex. He is still wearing his clothes, but it’s enough for you to orally pleasure him. Both of your hands aren’t quite enough to cover his whole length, and that’s something you have learnt to take very well.

The tip of your tongue lands on the tip of his dick, making him squirm as you create strings of precum in between you two. Your oral skills are good but definitely better if accompanied by the pumping motions of your hands.

“Fuck…” he grunts.

“Honey, watch your mouth… someone might hear you” you joke, remembering indeed you are right because you are pretty much in public. But not giving a single fuck, as you eat his sex, gagging the more you bob your head.

When Rosinante is able to catch a little bit of air and clear his mind, he softly pulls back from your hair. Shiny lips and a little bit of teary eyes of yours look at him expecting to keep going or getting fucked.

“Stand up so I can scold you for the same reason” he growls. Rosinante’s sexy side is a pleasure not many people had the joy to experience.

You immediately accompany his hair pulling motion to stand up and soon enough he turns you around, pressing your body against the pine log in front of you. Skilfully he pulls down your leggings, just enough to expose your heat for him to penetrate.

“I missed your warmth so much” he purrs in your ear while he crunches enough for his sex to be guided into yours. You, on tippy toes to help with the height different, await his fulfilling length -and width- to stretch you out, so lasciviously.

And just as he slides himself inside of you, with milking spasming walls, and the usual resistance of such a size difference, you whine louder than ever. Thing that might have alerted someone in a cabin a few meters away you hadn’t seen until now.

Dogs barking and a light turning on is what you see in between the rams of a completely unaware -lost in lust- Rosinante.

“Hon-ey… th- there are… nghhh.. there are people there!” you alert him, with great difficulty and moaned speech. You bite your lip, watching in between blurred vision if someone is coming or not.

“I won’t stop fucking you, they won’t find us as long as you don’t make any sound” Rosinante murmurs, almost enjoying the karma for your last commentary.

“But- ngh… fuck, you are stretching me a lot more than al-ways” you whine, sure that given you more of his hip stabs you will burst out.

He scoffs. “Fine… SILENT-“ Rosinante casts his silence spell on you, allowing you to moan without a word to be heard. Thing that, gives him the power of fucking his victim even rougher and without hearing his pleading “stops” -even if you never want him to stop-

You can’t be heard, but you can hear. So, he grabs your face in between his fingers, while has you hugged by your waist. “Look at that old couple, they are looking for the animal that just mewled, but it was just you taking my dick. You wanna show them your face while I do?”

You widen your eyes… apparently the sexual abstinence can do this to a sweet man like him. You shake your head, because you don’t really desire for two strangers to see you getting fucked in the middle of the public street… or you do?

Rosinante keeps fucking you, moving your body as he wishes, ignoring your “wait I am coming… I can’t-“ pleads coming from your silent voice. You are like a little doll compared to him, and the bulge forming on your lower belly should be considered like a dynamic work of anatomical and sexual art.

You are overstimulated, feeling like your insides are about to explode and the pressure of a very wet orgasm is about to dampen your and his clothes.

You are not very sure where the couple went, you have lost them… and you don’t mind.

Rosinante on the verge of coming too and couldn’t care a less if you want his seed deep inside you… he can’t hear you say no, in any case. You weren’t saying no, either.

“Take my cum, I think we should be ready to give Law a brother or a sister” he moans in your ear, getting even rougher with you as you are almost convulsing around his dick with a silent climax, legs and leggings soaked and nails carving marks on the log in front of you.

He grunts right in your ear, giving you, perhaps, an actual acoustical orgasm. Soon the chill you might have felt because of your juices getting cold are replaced by the flooding warmth of his cum that will have to stay inside of you for as long as you two need to run away…

“WHAT ARE YOU TWO YOUNGSTERS DOING?! SINNERS!” an old man -the same from the closer cabin- appears with a rusty shotgun.

“SORRY SIR!!!” both run away -you silently, though- laughing…

Oh, young love, risky and passionate is there a better type?

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goldenandhappy · 2 years

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Rosinante is a black swan ❗❗❗

I was today-years-old when I realized Rosinante was supposed to be a black swan and not an obscure goth flamingo.

Proof:

Bonus :

We stan a protective dad ❤️

#Black swans mate for life #They have one offspring per season #and both male and female help raise it #i might be late to the party #rosinante #donquixote corazon #trafalgar d. water law #trafalgar law #one piece #one piece law #trafalgar d water law #donquixote rosinante #donquixote rocinante #donquixote doflamingo #rosinante corazon #corazon #rosinante donquixote

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slentcheryart · 4 months

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Made a sticker sheet for @corazine and I couldn't help myself making a sticker with Corazon and Law and another with Corazon and Doflamingo !

Don't forget to go check the aftersales if you're interested: https://corazine.bigcartel.com

#digital art #fanart #one piece #one piece fanart #one piece zine #zine #donquixote doflamingo #doflamingo #corazon rosinante #corazon donquixote #rosinante donquixote #law trafalgar #law d trafalgar #art on tumblr #artist on tumblr

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merbear25 · 2 months

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Needing release

These members of the Donquixote family won't be so quick to admit their attraction to you; whether they're in denial or fear rejection, they have been keeping their lustful desires suppressed. However, a dainty garment of yours catches their eye, unleashing their dark fantasies.

CW: NSFW, MDNI!! male masturbation, gn!reader but fem lingerie

Doflamingo, Caesar, Corazon

pt.1, pt.2, pt 3

Doflamingo: In spite of the loyalty you'd shown throughout your time with them, you'd begun to make him second guess your devotion to the family. He felt fairly confident about his hunch, but seeing you crumble and snap beneath your own falsehoods was much too tempting for him. Wanting to catch you in your web of lies, he snuck into your bedroom.

Rummaging through your desk, he found nothing worth his time, which lead him to snoop in your dresser―figuring you'd hide the secrets he'd fabricated about you under your personal attire. In hindsight, he should've been prepared to see your delicates; your panties were on full display when opening the drawer.

Balling up a pair of your bikini undies, he thought about how often you must wear them. They were soft and must add to the tenderness he'd undoubtedly find between your legs.

Taking a moment to consider his actions, he went against his better judgement―he took them and brought them to his face. Inhaling the traces of your scent which were still sewn in its silk fibers, he tugged his pants down before sprawling out on your bed.

Riding his fist, his climax was quickly approaching. Thinking of you finding him only brought it on faster. Most of his lust coated his palm, but the over flow splattered onto his exposed stomach.

Coming down from his high, he cleaned himself off using your garment and tossed it on the floor, leaving you to deal with the aftermath.

When seeing you afterwards, he held no remorse in soiling your privacy, though his suspicions of you had now become muddled.

Caesar: Pacing through the halls in search of one of his goons to subject experiments to, he found himself in the corridors wing. Thinking one of them would surely be exiting or entering their rooms, he went on in search of an unfortunate soul.

There was a door open further down, piquing his interest. Peeking in, he quickly realized whose room this was―yours. Seeing you weren't there for him to bother, he backed away. However, that was before the thong you'd carelessly thrown on your bed caught his eye; the dainty bow placed on top appealed to him the most.

Without hesitation, he snatched them and hurried back to his room. Immediately locking the door, he hurridly rutted against his open palm, shaking from the sudden rush of excitement.

Simply holding it while pleasing himself just wasn't doing it for him though; he needed to feel like you were there. Draping your thong around his aching member, he gripped it again, leaning his head back from the sensual friction.

Now he was being flooded with images of you wearing them―how good they must look on you. Looking down at them, there was a wet patch forming from his precum, which made his breaths quicken.

Then the lewd thought of you wearing them after he'd cum in them was just about to send him over the edge. Picturing his cum sliding across your most private area sent him into a frenzy of overwhelming passion―leaving your thong absolutely soaked.

Shoving the dirty deed deep within your hamper, he felt a bit ashamed about it, especially when seeing you following the incident. However, 'what you don't know can't hurt you' replaced that feeling quickly.

Corazon: He'd been looking for something specific, something that he needed to add to the dirt he'd been collecting on his brother. You trusted each other, so he thought you had hidden it in your room somewhere. Letting himself in, he began searching through desk drawers, books, even in the boxes under your bed, but he still couldn't find it.

The idea to check the bathroom came to his mind; perhaps it would be strapped under the counter he guessed. Upon entering, his eyes were directly alligned with your hamper; your cheeky panties were carefully displayed on top, as if taunting him.

He stood in the doorway, attempting to fight off the sudden urges stirring in his jeans. Stepping in, he sealed off his path when he closed the door.

It was no use resisting at this point. Releasing his hardening shaft, it started throbbing once he inched closer to your garmet. Grasping at the wall, he needed to steady himself as he attempted to ride out the first wave of lust.

Choking back a moan, he was allowing himself to get lost in his sinful indulgence: thinking of them hugging your hips, the dip in front which acted as an arrow―the temptation was causing him to pant.

Picturing how the laced fabric covered your most delicate parts was overwhelming him, making him force back a final grunt―being careful not to let any of his seed leak out of his agitated fist.

Post nut clarity left him feeling humiliated. He'd add this to the long list of things he wouldn't talk about. When he saw you again, his face burned red and he avoided eye contact.

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smokersbaby · 7 months

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Kink of the day: dildo Character: Corazon (Rosinante) Reader: female reader Tw: sex toys, praising, Cora calling you "babygirl", masturbation (receiving), a bit of size kink hehe You can find the "Kinktober Masterlist 2023" here!

"Another inch, I know you can take it baby girl" Corazon whispered in your ear as he pushed the large dildo up your stretched pussy, the tip of the toy already ramming against your cervix even though you were taking barely half of it.

Corazon had you on your knees, bent over on the bed as your moans and squirms were muffled by the pillow you were laying your face on.

Your partner's large hand pressed on your back to make it arch and lift your ass more while he was pushing that jelly cock inside of you.

"Good, good..." his voice was soothing, making sure that you were comfortable enough to pump it inside your pussy a bit faster "...you're doing so well" his other hand was now gripping your butt, a part of you that he loved so much.

Soon enough, he moved down to your clit, his fingers playing with it as if he was just teasing you. God, he loved hearing you whimper while he fucked you with that fake cock and with his hands, knowing that he was just preparing you for something bigger.

"Please... I need you" you whined, making him laugh a bit realizing how much you were craving his cock now.

"Are you begging for me, babygirl? You know I have to prepare you for me, or else I won't fit".

He was totally right, with him being 293 cm his cock was proportioned to his height, both so thick and long that the very first time you took him, you had to recover for a week. You've never felt so full before having Corazon as your partner.

But now you were starting to get accustomed to his size and you knew well that he loved to tease you and to make you wait just to see you beg for it. Suddenly he pulled out the jelly dildo, your pussy clamping around nothing.

"It's my turn now, let me fill you up with my cock babygirl"

#one piece #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #corazon x reader #corazon one piece #rosinante corazon #donquixote corazon #corazon #rosinante #rosinante donquixote #rosinante x reader #donquixote rosinante #one piece rosinante #op rosinante #one piece smut #donquixote rocinante #corazon x you #x reader

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inkredibledisaster · 3 months

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This took like two minutes enjoy!

This is how I feel after my first day back in class :(

#art #artwork #digital art #artists on tumblr #fanart #small artist #one piece #one piece fanart #anime #anime art #op corazon #one piece rosinante #one piece corazon #op rosinante #rosinante donquixote #donquixote rosinante

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count-alucard-tepes · 7 months

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Op hotties see that their child standing on the ceiling using their's power. (Maybe devil fruit, maybe another power)

In. The. Night.

(i just love this photo)

Kizaru ✨: “…if you fall…aim for the bed *rolls over and cuddles S/O*

Akainu🌋: *screams and almost has a heart attack before jumping out of bed to catch his baby*

Ryokugyu 🌱: “…of all the places…you had to do creepy shit in our bedroom”

Fujitora 🐅: *uses his gravity powers to keep his kid on the floor*

Sir Crocodile 🐊: *goes out to the balcony in the bedroom to have a smoke before glancing back and sees his child before screaming and accidentally burning himself with his cigar* “…I swear you’re going to be the death of me…” *as his clothes catch alight*

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: *smirks and blows his kid a kiss* “…go to sleep, little one…it’s past your bedtime”

Benn Beckman 🔫: *raises a brow* “…you’re one creepy kid”

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: *uses mochi powers to bring kid to him and cuddles his baby as he sleeps*

Killer🔪:

Kaido🐉: *blinks and sighs before turning to his side and goes back to sleep*

King 👑: *smiles and gestures to his kid to come down* “…you’re going to scare your mother half to death”

Queen👑:

Izou🔫🔫:

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒: *wakes up and makes eye contact with kid before sighing and closing his eyes again*

Oven Charlotte 🍞: *sighs softly and tries to get his kid down, he’s used to having his siblings do weird things too* “…time for bed”

Buggy🤡:

Marco the Phoenix 🦅: *smiles and watches his kid* “…gonna have a stare off before bed, little one?”

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸: “Get your ass down right now and get to bed!”

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕: *screams and panics before trying to get his kid down but fails and falls down from the bed with a hard thud*

Who’s Who ❤️‍🔥👹: *uses his sword hilt to try and poke his kid, earning some giggles* “…oh it’s a little kitty…are you stuck there, kitty?”

Gecko Moria🦇: *doesn’t even notice because he has creatures all over his mansion and his kid blends in*

Iceburg💜: *hides under the covers thinking his kid is a monster*

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅: *throws a pillow at the child* “…get down from there, you little shit…I have an early morning tomorrow!”

Rob Lucci🐆: *smiles as his eyes adjusts* “…stalking papa now, little one? You’re doing a good job”

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mildh4nn · 8 months

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making my own food in my brain with op ffxiv crossover meals, this is extreme self indulgence LMAO

(aether imbalance sickness law being taken by the donquixote family, rosinante rescues him and takes him out of garlemald)

(sanji is like that one cook in the oronir tribe who was looked down for being weak and was made to cook)

killer and kid being part of xaela groups fighting over the steppe and then bonding together to fight in the naadam under kid's command (along w wire and heat ofc)

#ffxiv #one piece #crossover #mildh4nn #donquixote doflamingo #rosinante donquixote #tralfagar law #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #monkey d. luffy #eustass kid #killer one piece #there's so much in my brain lmaoo

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luxthestrange · 6 months

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OP Incorrect quotes#18 Hot Brother

Forced to play Truth or dare with the Young Baby 5, Buffalo, and...Law who was also forced to play

Baby 5: Truth or dare?~

Y/n*Making and effort for the kids* Dare!

Baby 5*Wanting you to have more interest in romance*I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room!Hehe!~

Y/n*Calling him by your own nickname for him* Hey Flam-Ingo?

Doffy, blushing and smirks: Yeah?~

Y/n*Looking at Corazon* Can you move? I'm trying to get to your brother

Corazon*Eyes widen and blushes, accidentally swallowing his cigar with his gasp*!?!

Flam: a deception or trick

#one piece x reader #one piece #op x reader #op x y/n #rosinante donquixote #rosinante x reader #rosinante corazon #corazon x reader #rosinante donquixote x reader #donquixote doflamingo #one piece baby 5 #one piece buffalo #one piece doffy #one piece joker #one piece incorrect quotes #op incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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spacebaby1 · 4 months

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Child!Law Trafalgar & Mom!Reader

(Fluff)

The principals room was quiet; Law sat in one chair and his classmate on the one that was on the opposite of the room. Law wasn't much of a socialist in school, which made him an easy target for his classmates, but today, he had decided to stand up for himself, and that's exactly what he did. He punched his bully, breaking his nose.

Just when the door burst open and he was expecting Cora-San to be the one, but instead, it was you. Yes, you had been together with his Cora-San for almost a year and you lived in the same house, Law mostly kept it to himself when it come to you because he wasn't sure to trust you after everything that happened to him. But to you, it was a different story; you treated Law as if he was your own child, you loved that little boy like your own.

Followed by the other boys' parents, your eyes met with Law. He was terrified that you were about to yell at him just like his teacher did an hour ago. Instead, you rushed to his side and got to his level; now he could clearly see the concern look on your pretty face as you gently cupped his little face, "Oh, Darling. What happened? Are you hurt? You're bleeding." You checked his knuckles; they were RED.

Law just looked at you, holding back tears he whispered."She pinched me." You got closer to him, "What darling, I can't hear you." He spoke a bit louder so you could hear him but barely a whisper, "T-the teacher pinched my cheek." You back up a bit, and that's when you noticed his teary eyes and the slight redness on his left cheek. At this point, you weren't even listening to the other kids' parents yelling at you.

With a huff, you got up and walked past the parents towards the teacher as she was going on about Law being mean and other things. Without a warning, you lifted your arm and slapped the teacher, earning a gasp from the parents, the principle and the kids.

"You lay a hand on my child, and I will break your face. How dare you pinch my boy?" You snapped at her, "I will not hesitate to break your face if I ever see you talking about my boy like that or even thinking about hurting my precious law."

With a huff, you turned to your heels, and Law already ran towards you, holding on your side, "Let's go sweetie". You picked him up and threw his bag over your shoulder, still mumbling curse after a curse at the teacher till you made it to your car. Law smiled and lay his head on your shoulder. You called him "my child"! He was happy.

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firstdivisiongirl · 5 months

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Day 3: Corazon - I Can’t Believe You Hurt Yourself Putting Up the Christmas Decorations

There was one thing everyone knew about Corazon. That was that he was a clumsy man. He kept telling you and Law it was just an act, but you didn’t believe him. As the three of you traveled to find a cure for Law, you decided to rent a cabin for a few weeks, since it was getting cold out. What made this even better was that it was Christmas time! With everything going on so bad for Law, you decided that maybe celebrating Christmas as a little family would be nice for everyone, no matter how weird your little family was.

Everything was gathered for this celebration. The presents were bought and wrapped, the tree was brought home, and the food was bought for the meal. The only thing left to do was to decorate the tree. You made it a fun night for you three. Everyone got to pick out a few ornaments to put on the tree and hang them up where they wanted. Once the ornaments were on, Corazon put on the lights. The main reason was because he was like 7ft tall so he could reach the top of the tree. But in hindsight, it probably wasn’t your best idea.

As he was putting the lights on near the top of the, you noticed his dark feathered coat getting a little too close to the fireplace. Before you or Law could say anything to him, it already happened. His coat lit up in flames. You ran and filled up a pot of water to extinguish the flames. Sadly, he had already fallen over and the rug, which was now engulfed in flames. Thankfully, Law was able to help you clean up your boyfriend's mess.

As he sat on the couch, with an icepack on his head and knee. Law said it was to reduce the swelling. You decided to go over and ask Corazon if he was okay, but instead you said with a giggle, “I can’t believe you hurt yourself putting up the Christmas decorations.”

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sashi-ya · 1 month

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donquixote rosinante x gn! reader tw: none. au: cora is still alive, living at dressrosa with doffy. wc: 505

DEWDROPS. Whenever there was pain, whenever there was sadness running through the fields of Dressrosa always made you smile. But the sunflowers were hidden tonight, and the sun hadn’t give those beautiful sunshine lovers enough to be in full bloom. You sit in between them, whose desperate attempts for energy forced to rely on the others. Faced one to the other, each of them having a couple to share what was left of vitality. And while there, you feel as if you would never have your other sunflower. Living in the castle made you sad. Serving Doffy, even more. It was that or becoming a forgotten rag doll… somehow, the rag doll alternative didn’t seem so bad anymore. Some little tears pooled in your eyes, and a big sigh coming from your mouth, moved the green -now tinted in blueish and silver moonlight- leaves. It made a drop of dew touch your leg; it’s cold, but it caught your attention… always flashed by the beauty of wild big yellow flowers, you never noticed the silent little drops of water on top of their leaves. You come closer, touching one of those with extreme caution. You don’t want for the little droplets to slide off the leave. And for some reason, you smile. Those were interesting to look at, especially at the way they reflected the moon and your face despite being that tiny… “Are your leaves crying, dear sunflower?”. A sudden face appeared on the reflection; blonde, beautiful, silent. You jumped, as you weren’t expecting someone else to be right behind you. “Oi, oi. Are you ok?” he asks, grabbing you as you fall back in your desperate attempt to stand up. Your eyes, as wide as a sunflower, open in big surprise. “You- you can speak?” you gasp, noticing the man you thought to be a mute -or all of you, for that matter- happened to be talking to you. Rosinante covered his lipstick drawn lips with his hands. He realized he had committed a silly mistake. But had he really? Always silent, to you, Doffy’s brother has always been like the dew drops. A beauty worth reflecting a whole sky, but always so unnoticed. “Don’t tell Doffy, yeah?” he pleads, sitting right by your side. “But why are you so sad?”. You smile, softly. Of course you wouldn’t tell him. “I – I won’t tell him. I’m… I don’t like this life” you murmur, unsure. Should you tell this man, that’s Doffy’s brother and a prince of the castle you live and work in, the true?. “I don’t like this life either, would you mind if I share the feeling tonight sitting by your side?” he asks, with a smile as bright as the sun itself. Somehow, the warmth of it suddenly made you feel reenergized. You smile back, nodding. In silence, you thought that maybe you had found the sunflower you were hoping for, this night and the following ones. Even if he would reflect, in the dark, all of what you are… ~

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