#strawheart-pirate

[gojo-mochi]

Hey Softy!💙 For your Small Halloween Event: I want to give Law a treat. He deserves it. 🍬🍙🍬 Thank you for this event!

OMG HIIIIII <3

I hope you enjoy the treat!!!

“But Captain!”

“It’s Halloween!”

“Let’s go Trick and Treating!”

“First off, It’s Trick or Treat, not ‘and’. Secondly, it's just another day to me, and thirdly, no, I’m not going out today, there’s way too much work for me to do.” Law shooed off the three as he finished his last word. Focusing back on his paperwork, not leaving room for any argument. Penguin, Bepo, and Shachi all groaned in unison. Shuffling out of Law’s office with their head hanging low. You ran into them as they were leaving to go on the small island that the crew practically had to beg Law to stop at so that people could go have some holiday fun. 

“Y/N! Happy Halloween!”

The trio all bounced up to you, sporting their own handmade costume. Bepo dressed as a ‘boring human’, wearing a business suit with a suitcase and a paper mask depicting a bald man face. Penguin went as a vampire in a black/white theme coloring, and instead of a bat perched on his shoulder, he sewed on a small emperor penguin plush on it. Lastly, Shachi was wearing a krill onesie, the black beady eyes on top staring deep in your soul. 

You giggled at them, as they complained about Law and how he didn’t want to go trick and treating with them. They asked if you wanted to come but you denied as well; “Someone has to go look after Mr.Grumpy Pants.” You said, they gave you an understanding look and went off, leaving you alone. You walk up to the door of Law’s office, tugging at your cape behind you. You've been working on this Sora, Warrior of the Sea, cosplay for months now. Penguin helped with the sewing and a lot of the details, you were grateful for your crew. Now, if only Law could see and feel how his crew also loved him.

But that's why you were here, were you not? Steeling your resolve, you ventured into the cold and dreary den that was Law’s office. Paperwork strewn about, the light dimly lit up above, the air in here seemingly colder than it was in the hallway. Law didn’t even spare you a glance as you walked in, thinking that you were the trouble trio coming back to try to drag him out again. Even clearing your throat didn’t get his attention, so you mustered up some courage and pushed down any embarrassment you had and struck a pose. 

“Greeting Civilian! It is I! Sora! Warrior of the Sea!” 

You held the pose as you shouted out the lines. Silence, nothing said, the scribbling of pen on paper stopped and you could cut the tension with a knife. You swear you were about to combust from embarrassment until Law’s voice finally rang out in the quiet; “His right hand is the one on his hip, not the left one.” He was correcting your posture?! You gave him a deadpan look, Law surrendered, a small smile on his lips as he stared at you. His voice came out softer this time; “Did you really wear that for me?” 

From where you were standing you could see the eyebags and the way his shoulder droops slightly, Law was working so hard to keep everything in check for his crew. You walk over to him, he turns his chair to you as you saunter up, arms outstretched as you gently climb into his lap. Resting his head on your chest, your hand caressing his dark locks. Law rests his eyes, enjoying your warmth and taking in your scent, his shoulders letting go of some tension. “Why didn’t you go with the others? Shouldn’t Sora be out there saving some people right now?” He mumbled against your neck as he shifted his head up.

You snorted at his comment; “I think you’re the one that needs the most saving here…” Law tilts his head back to look at you directly. “Oh yeah, and how do you plan on saving me…” His golden eyes flicker down to your lips, a passion igniting in them. You giggled, reaching in your pocket for a chocolate, unwrapping it and popping it in your mouth, holding it in place. “Well, I can start by distracting you from all this work and doing something more fun and tasty..” You meld your lips with his, letting his tongue invade your mouth easily, the chocolate fastly melting in the fiery tango that soon happened. Soft pants of moan filled the quiet office now, you cup Law’s cheek as you two parts ways to catch air. “I have a bunch more candies in my pocket that I need help ‘eating’, so, I hope you’re ready for a long night.” Law chuckled as he nipped at your bottom lips, “Anything for my favorite hero.”

#thank you for requesting WAHHH #softy talks to you​ (·•᷄ࡇ•᷅ ) (•᷄ •᷅ ;) #softy halloween #strawheart-pirate #₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎ softy writes #softy write #law x reader #law fluf #law x reader fluff

[quinloki]

Here to deliver your final share of sacrifices for this year aka your favorite high-priced sake and sushi for you, your excellency!

The cult will continue in 2024. We hope you'll never let us down, like we won't ever let you down.

Quin cult out for 2023.

#quin cult

xD I still don't know what to do with this except lean into it <3

Ah, then I shall use my cult-leader-guild authority to decree the following:

May the kindness of 2024 be such that the despair of 2023 is lessened by it. And if such does not come naturally, then may we all find kindness enough to spare for at least one other.

Ramen, or something. ^_^; ❤️

#quin answers #strawheart-pirate

[mandiemegatron]

Mandie, my heart! 💛 2 and 19 for Lawdie!

First of all, I love the ship name. Lawdie 4 life 😭😭😂😂😂

2. neck kisses or thigh kisses?

For me to Law, it's neck kisses! He's at the perfect height that I can just go up on my toes a little and press a sweet little smooch to his neck/jawline, he says he hates it but he always says it with a red face and a boner so, sounds like a lie to me 😂😂😂😂

He's a thigh biter so I'm gunna say thighs for him. His head hits my thighs and he's out like a light (unless he's 😈😈 ya know? 🤭🤭😂😂)

19. gifting love letters/poems or gifting flowers?

Letters, 110%. I doodle/scribble on the edges of his Captains logbook every night before he goes into his office the next morning, and I always wake up with little notes on the bedside table from him or find them in my boiler suit pockets during the day. Idk how he slides them in without me knowing 😤😤 he's so sneaky, that guy.

Thank you SO much, Anie my heart 💖💖💖💖💖 ilysm !

#answered ask #Strawheart-pirate #self-ship asks ; law #LOVE of my life #i am gunna cry i love these asks 😭😭😭😭😭

[quartermera]

Yay, Flufftember😍 thank you for this nice event!

I'd like to request #7 Photo Album with either Law or Sanji.

Noted! Thank you for your request!

#flufftember 2023 request #strawheart-pirate

[swampstew]

Charcoal, lilac, steel ♥️

Thank you Anie, I appreciate the love🫶🏽

Send me a color that tells me why you follow me!

#raven answers #strawheart-pirate #ask box game #I’m loving this #you’re so sweet!

[strawheart-pirate]

Pleasures of the North Blue

Penguin x afab!Reader x Shachi

AN: I was inspired by the Birthday Request Event of @quinloki. I've linked it and I highly recommend to check it out if you're 18+. There are only a few days left. Quin's got amazing work.

Words: 2706 CW: NSFW / vaginal fingering / anal fingering / vaginal licking / oral sex / anal plug / ice cubes / bondage / pet names (little one/darling) / threesome / double penetration / praising / creampie / Everything is consensual unless it's stated otherwise.

The Polar Tang anchored at an island and everyone was out to enjoy some fresh air. Well, not everyone. You were in the medical section with Penguin, enjoying some alone time. Or so you thought.

After two weeks with only the silence of the deep blue sea surrounding you, you were glad that in an hour you would be able to get your feet on solid ground and enjoy some fresh air. Yeah, that was the plan before Penguin approached you half an hour ago and you agreed to his plan. Your longing to explore the island was big, but your longing for Penguin was even bigger and this was a nice opportunity to try something new without the constant fear of someone disturbing you. You have been hooking up with Penguin for two months now and times like these were rare.

Now you were lying naked on your back on the cold metal table in the medical section and Penguin was teasing your body with ice cubes in all the right spots. He circled it around your nipple, never touching the hard bud itself. You were defenseless since both your hands and feet were restrained, and so you accepted your fate as little moans rolled off your tongue. You gasped as Penguin’s free hand dived in between your folds.

“So wet already. You really like the cold, do you?” He teased and circled your clit with his index finger.

“I-..ah!” You weren’t to finish your sentence, so you just nodded and arched your back as he put a finger inside you and guided the ice along your stomach.

“Good thing that I’m from the North.” He said and pulled his finger out. As he switched the ice into his other hand he came down to kiss you eagerly. You shuddered as he put the cold ice on your clit for just one second. Penguin stood back up to watch your reaction to the ice fully and as he put the cube back on your clit and circled it, you couldn’t help yourself but moan loudly.

He smirked and put his head just beside your ear. His hot breath fanning your shell as he spoke: “Shhh… Someone’s gonna hear you. I doubt that everyone has left the sub yet.” You tried to keep quiet and bit down on your lower lip but it was no use. As he pressed the cold cube inside you, your body trembled and a small scream escaped your throat. That bastard. He pressed a hand on your mouth to silence you, but it was too late.

Just seconds later, the door flung open and Shachi stood in the frame. His eyes widened and he let his gaze wander over your naked body longingly. Penguin and you froze, both deeply ashamed to be caught but also anticipated what will happen next.

“Shachi,..” Penguin failed to explain the situation to his best friend and got beet red. In fact, the three of you were best friends. The boys were even attached to the hip, but Penguin wanted to have you for himself. Therefore, you both never mentioned your encounters to Shachi. The ice in your cunt was water now, slowly flowing out of your hole, as you awaited the outcome patiently.

“Ah, sorry.” Shachi said and closed the doors in a rush. “I’m glad I made it on time. I know you two have this thing going on and I wanted to ask you if maybe I can join you?”

You didn’t mind. A threesome would be hot and you liked both the boys just equally. Your eyes found Penguin’s and you just nodded.

“I’m sorry not to tell you sooner, bro. It’d be a pleasure if you join us.” Penguin said and a smile spread to his face.

“Thank you. Those sweet moans were flooding the hallway and I just made sure that everyone was off the sub before I came here. It’s just the three of us now.” Shachi chimed and you blushed.

“No need to worry, (Y/N). Now let me taste ya.” The moment you looked up, Shachi’s lips collided with yours. His lips were a bit chapped, but as he shoved his demanding tongue in your mouth, you could taste the sea itself. Shachi’s kiss was wild, rough and very passionate. You could feel all his emotions on your tongue.

“Oh how many nights have I dreamed of those lips. Gotta try everything.” Shachi broke the kiss, just to move down to your folds and devoured your folds with his tongue. A sweet little moan raised Peng out of his trance. Penguin captured your lips with his and moaned into your kiss. He slit his tongue carefully into your mouth and explored it. His kiss was just the opposite of Shachi’s; it was loving and gentle. You loved the contrast and moaned into Peng’s mouth at the pleasure you received from both boys. Penguin broke the kiss, straightened his back and pulled his pants down.

“Suck darling, or the next cube goes inside your ass.” He commanded as he positioned his fully erect cock beside your face. You followed his order but moaned at the thought of another ice cube. While you found a steady rhythm on Peng’s cock, Shachi pushed his tongue deep inside your cunt, his fingers working mercilessly on your clit. You sucked a bit harder at Peng’s cock as the sensation of Shachi’s tongue ripped through you. As Shachi slowly pushed a finger inside your ass to open you up, Peng pinched your nipples hard. It was too much, a knot formed in your stomach from the pleasure the boys gave you and your mouths movements on Peng’s cock were getting sloppier. Penguin watched you carefully and started to take matters in his own hand. He thrusted his cock deep down your throat until you gagged slightly. His tip brushed the back of your throat every time and you moaned heavily, sending vibrations through his cock, as Shachi pressed the third finger inside you. Your hips started shaking and the knot snapped as a heavy wave of pleasure rushed over you. None of the guys backed down from their movement until your sweet moans turned into cries and Peng shot his load inside your mouth. You gasped for air as all hands and mouths were off you.

Peng kissed your forehead before he took a seat to rest a bit and let Shachi take control fully. He kissed you roughly and you could taste your own slick as he took off your ropes, only to readjust them. He tied your hands behind your back and pulled you towards the edge of the table into a sitting position. The rope on your feet was now on your tights, and you were spread wide open.

He stripped out of his clothes until just his hat and his sunglasses were left and your eyes hungrily feasted on the sight.

“Like what you see?” He grabbed an ice cube and trailed it from your collarbones to your belly button. “Time to cool you down a bit. Don’t want you to overheat, right little one?”

He took a cube in his mouth and smashed his lips on yours. While you kissed, the cube switched between you mouths until it was fully melted. Shachi’s tongue explored your wet cavern, when his hands found your nipples. After a few pinches on your already messed up nipples, another ice cube was placed on your bruised buds. You cried out in pleasure as the ice touched your now overly sensitive skin. Shachi grinned darkly and grabbed the other breast violently and you let yourself fall back onto the table.

”No little one, come back up. I want to look into your eyes for the next thing.”

He pulled you up and secured you with an arm around your shoulders, his forehead against yours and you could see his bright amber eyes without the sunglasses shielding them. You loved those eyes; they never fail to amaze you. The vivid orange color that reminded you of the sun just moments before setting. While you were fixated on his eyes, you didn’t register as Shachi grabbed another cube until he pressed it into your cunt. You sharply sucked in air as Shachi observed your mimics and the grin on his face just widened. Peng watched the scene in front of him with pure bliss. He got rid of his clothing in the meantime, except for his hat, and was stroking his re-erected cock slowly. A little moan escaped him every now and then at your sweet reactions. Shachi added a finger to your cunt to secure the cube and his thumb rubbing slow circles on your clit. A shiver went down your spine and your gaze locked with Shachi’s. His eyes were your anchor, the only thing to hold you steady as you had no idea what he was up to next. As the cube melted, Shachi’s finger pumped in and out of your cunt, reheating your hole and joyful tears gathered in the corner of your eyes. The friction paired with the temperature difference resulted in a crazy mix and soon tension started to build in your stomach again. If it weren’t for the tight grip he had on your shoulders, you would have collapsed as another cube was pushed inside your cunt. But this time Shachi inserted his cock too, shoving the cold ice all up against your cervix. Your moan silenced as Shachi ravished your mouth once again. He was not moving his hips, letting the ice melt deep inside you, just sharing an open mouth kiss and licking your lips with his tongue every now and then. The cold sensation spread through your abdomen and this time you shared the joy with someone, since Shachi’s breath was also hitched as the ice melted on the tip of his cock. You didn’t know when, but Peng was back behind you, your back against his chest and he jiggled your tits.

“You alright, darling?” Penguin asked and you could only moan.

Shachi gave a quick peck and backed down, breaking your eye contact. Peng grabbed your chin and tilted your head to slip his tongue inside your mouth. His fingers playing with your sensitive nipples as his tongue dominated yours.

“Look what I found back in the cooling chamber.” Shachi chimed and held his metal plug triumphantly in the air. He smirked, as the anticipation was clearly readable on your face and took the ropes off your thighs. Peng pulled you back a bit into a more lying position and Shachi placed your ankles on his shoulders. His left hand was back on your clit, teasing your pearl, as he positioned the cold metal plug on your ass hole. You hissed as the tip pressed inside, the sensation of the stretch and the cold material making you arch your back. Peng kissed the sweet spot on your neck and guided your tied hands towards his cock. With every thrust of the plug, Shachi worked it deeper into your ass. Your grip on Peng’s cock tightened and he started to moan, too. Shachi bent down to devour your folds once again with his tongue, biting and sucking on your folds until he widened your butt hole enough, so that the plug glided in and out of your hole with little effort. He picked up his pace a bit and sucked hard on your clit and the already tight knot in your stomach snapped again, drenching Shachi’s face in your juices. Penguin released too, the grip of your merciless fingers on his cock and the sweet moans in his ear pushed him right over the edge with you.

He backed off and grabbed a towel to clean up his mess before he undid the rope around your wrists. You let yourself fall flat against the table and took a few deep breaths before Shachi’s cock appeared beside your face. You smiled, opened your mouth wide and sticked your tongue out. He accepted the invitation and after a few strokes he sprayed his cum on your face and into your mouth. He panted as he collected the cum from your eyebrows with his fingers and pushed them into your mouth, too. You swallowed all that was given to you and licked his fingers clean. “Well done, little one.” Shachi praised.

Penguin pumped his cock a few times and rounded the table to grab your ankles. He pulled you towards him, and lifted you up by your ass and you grabbed his shoulders. Shachi lowered the table a bit and Peng took a seat on the small side of the table with you on his lap facing towards him. He kissed you passionately as you slowly lowered your hips, his hands guiding you. You gasped as his erection slowly glided into you, filling you up so perfectly. You heard Peng sharply inhaling as you took him in fully. Slowly you lifted your hips and pushed down hard again on his dick, which let a moan escape both of you. Meanwhile Shachi was standing between Peng’s legs. The redhead put a bit of lube onto your butt hole before he positioned his erection at the entrance. You tilted your head to kiss him, and he grabbed your chin and put his tongue inside you. His other hand steadied his cock which pushed slowly but surely into your ass, halfway in he stopped. “Relax little one, we’ll take care of you.” Shachi whispered in your ear and Penguin started to rub circles on your clit, his hips not moving a bit. You relaxed and moaned as Shachi pushed inside further until he was all the way in. You moved your hips cautiously, testing the feel of two cocks inside you until you had adjusted.

“Okay” you said and started moving up and down in a slow pace. Peng’s hands retreated to your ass to help you with each move and Shachi’s hips slowly answered to every thrust you gave. It was good, really good. You were so full of cock, stretching you so good that you hummed in pleasure. As you picked up your pace, so does Shachi and soon Peng grabbed your hips. He pushed you down harder on his dick and guided your hips as his cock pleasured the sweet spot inside you. You moaned in pleasure and Shachi took it as a sign to also fuck you harder. The sensation in your butt hole left you drooling and Shachi grabbed your tits from behind, kneading them and pinching your nipples every now and then. You were a mess, pleasure clouding your senses and the knot in your stomach was back and as big as ever. “If I’d known how much you would like this, I would have asked Shachi sooner.” Penguin said and kissed a trail from your lips to your neck. As it seems that you couldn’t take much more the boys picked up their pace a last time and the room was filled with the slick noises of skin slapping and sweet, sweet moans. You scratched Peng’s back as the knot in your stomach snapped and you came heavily. Your velvet walls tightening and you arched your back, Penguin switched to your nipple and sucked hard, as you came around him. Your cunt held an iron grip around his cock and he grabbed your ass with an equally tight grip, as he came deep inside you. Shachi was not better. As your walls squeezed his cock, he was pushed over the edge and with a final rough push he emptied himself inside your ass. He collapsed on your back and the three of you were heavily panting.

"Wow.” Peng said. “Yeah, wow.” Was all you could say with two cocks still inside you. “You did so well, little one.” Shachi said and kissed your temple sweetly. “Come on, let’s get this cleaned up, before the crew is back.” Both pulled out and admired their cum leaking out of your holes before Shachi picked you up bridal style. Penguin grabbed all the clothes, ropes and the plug, leaving no traces of the recent events in the medical section. You were glad that Shachi carried you towards the bathroom because you were sore to the bone but oh so satisfied. Before you even reached the bath, your tired body drifted off into unconsciousness.

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[franeridan]

no but talking about the beginning of the kaido fight i dunno if it's just a personality of the characters involved sort of thing but i love the difference between the way lu zoro and law interact with each other vs with kidd and killer, there's an ease to their working off each other that's missing from how they move around kidd n killer and you would say it's normal since they've spent months together by then and all three of them fought doflamingo together already, but i love that oda keeps these things in mind when writing dynamics sm

#it's like with kidd and killer they're just doing their best not to get in each other's way #but between them they work /together/ and that's so neat to me #law will complain but then he'll shamble lu and zoro out of harm's way without prompting #and zolu keep their eyes on him the whole time too #with kidd n killer they follow up to their attacks or get out of the way to let them attack #while with each other they make use of each other's attacks to make their own #it's such a subtle difference but i so love it #no it's esp because it's subtle that i love it sm #they point out so often during wano that pirate alliances aren't meant to last but the strawhearts one is so damn solid it's like they're #one extended crew #they never doubt each other and take care of each other and trust they'll have each other's backs it's so SO good to see #i know this is supposed to say more about luffy than it should about law #in the sense that what oda's getting at is that luffy's earnestness keeps people around #but i think the fact that law stays solid by luffys side for the time covered by five whole arcs says something about his character too #oda tries to make you believe he's the traitor in the early stages of wano too which means he had #the right reasons and ways and times to betray them but neither he nor the hearts ever did #i dunno how to explain this but what i mean is that you don't keep an alliance like theirs without the work from both parts #law was as much an unwavering pillar for the samurai as luffy was #it's so!!!! wonderful!!!! to me #the way they work as one shows in how law was “alone” against kaido too i think #though i wish he had brought bepo it's still cool to me how that seems to imply he had his back covered by zolu already #and this might be stretching it but yk how law had picked no fight against big mom directly while lu picked a fight something like #five separate times? with her? both he and his crew and yet there was no mugiwara to defeat her but law was there instead #you know what i mean right I just think it's cool #even if oda didn't mean for it to be read this way and it just happened i still love how they share their fights and grudges like that #they have each other's backs all the way I love their alliance so damn much

[thus-spoke-lo]

Oh my, I wanted to send you some love in your inbox and unfollowed you for a second. I'm so sorry! :'(

My heart skipped a beat when I saw the notification, that you follow me. This means so much to me. I admire your posts and writing every day. So, welcome Lo. ♥

Hehe no worries I do that all the time! And thank you <3 I'm glad to be mutuals now!

#lo’s mailbox #moots: strawheart-pirate

[willowbelle]

Just Give In

new fic per request! ♡︎

❤︎ trafalgar law x fem reader ❤︎

༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧

cw: established relationship, consensual somnophilia, begging, throat-fucking, slight degradation, praise, use of "good girl", sleepy sex, riding, cock-warming.

summary: law is an insomniac. law and reader have an established relationship & mutual agreement regarding somnophilia. reader sucks law off while he sleeps. law wakes up & sleepy sex ensues ♡︎

word count: ~3,000

tagging: @bby-deerling @risenwrites @strawheart-pirate @uchihabbynic @nina-ya @mandiemegatron @shamblespirate @eelnoise @maddddstuff

(only slightly proofread bc i need to go to sleep. ironic, right?)

Just Give In

A restful night’s sleep wasn’t a pleasure Law typcially found on his agenda. 

Sleeping for more than four hours at a time was almost too indulgent for him; a taste that was rare, forbidden, almost. 

He seldom found himself able to close his eyes long enough to feel fully rested, yet, he persisted, like he always did, working incessantly through the day, accompanied by nothing but the dark circles that tainted the skin beneath his eyes.

Despite the heaviness weighing upon his eyelids, sleep always eluded him like a distant desire; unrealistic, unattainable. His mind, always restless and relentless, simply refused to succumb to the peaceful embrace of sleep. He tries to rest, but to no avail, tossing and turning in the sheets with each gentle sway of the Polar Tang.

Today was different, though. 

Your crew had recently partaken in a particularly difficult battle, and to say that Law was exhausted was quite the understatement. He was drained; completely depleted of everything within him.

He had stretched his abilities to their utmost limits, and now, he lay before you in a state unlike any you've ever witnessed — utterly spent and motionless.

Bepo is attempting to set Law up against some pillows on his bed, but of course, he’s protesting, weakly shooing the bear away. 

“Enough, Bepo,” he rasps out, “I’m fine. I can take care of myself.”

“But Captainnn-” the mink whines, teetering back and forth from foot to foot, “You saved our lives. It’s the least I can do-” 

“Saving your asses isn’t forgein to me, Bepo,” Law sighs, pain evident in his tone. He leans his head back against the plush fabric of the pillows, “All of you,” his eyes open again, steel irises scanning between you and your crewmates as you stand anxiously against the walls of your captain’s quarters, “Out.” 

You knew better than to disobey Law, especially when he was in such a terrible state, so you swallowed your pride and followed your crewmates’ lead, letting out a heavy sigh before turning towards the door. 

“Wait,” Law’s voice prompts you to turn your head, your wide eyes meeting his half-lidded ones as he musters a weak smirk, “Not you.” 

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After some more convincing from his captain, Bepo finally relinquished supervision over Law, slowly making his way towards the door, trading places with you as you took his previous seat on the edge of the bed. 

The polar bear takes a few more anxious glances over towards you two, “You’ve got him, right, y/n?” he persists. 

You smile softly to reassure your distressed crewmate, “I’ve got him, Bepo.”

He smiles in response, letting out a relieved sigh, apprehension aided by your confidence. 

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You wait until Bepo’s furry form disappears into the hallway before opening your mouth to speak, turning your head towards Law again.

“So, Law,” you begin, but as your eyes meet his condition, your voice catches in your throat, and the remainder of your sentence fades into a whisper.

He’s asleep. 

Your heart feels funny in your chest at the sight of him, but you can’t quite place the feeling. 

He’s stirring slightly, softly snoring, inked chest rising and falling with each breath. 

He looks beautiful. 

Even though the two have you had been dating for quite some time, you had never seen him asleep. 

Your boyfriend was an insomniac in every sense of the word, and every night, as you both retired to your shared bed, you inevitably drifted off to sleep before him. Occasionally, you'd awaken throughout the night, only to find him absent from your side. You'd grope through the darkness, waiting for your eyes to acclimate to the dimness, until you could locate him. More often than not, he'd be bent over his desk, engrossed in jotting notes in his notebook or poring over the pages of a medical textbook.

This sight was unfamiliar, to the extent that witnessing him in such a seemingly normal human state verged on feeling forbidden.

Your mind begins to race, but you don’t try to catch it. 

The two of you had engaged in somnophilia a few times throughout your relationship; you’d often awaken to the feeling of Law’s hot tongue lapping at your aching slit, slender fingers engulfed within your tight cunt. 

You were always on the receiving end, of course, but you often found yourself fantasizing about what it would be like to take on the role of the giver.

And so, as you gazed upon Law sleeping soundly, his previous words reverberated in your mind,

“I doubt you ever will, but if you happen to catch me asleep sometime, you’re welcome to indulge.”

You could vividly remember his expression and the tone of his voice when he said it—confident, smug, almost, as if he were utterly convinced you'd never get the opprotunity.

Law was always busy; always working, always thinking, always disturbed. 

He was pretty fickle when it came to sex, and you constantly remained unsure of what side of him you’d be encountering each time the two of you entered the bedroom. 

But here he was; sleeping, peaceful, undisturbed. 

And you just couldn’t fucking help yourself. 

You release a trembling, apprehensive breath before surrendering to your desires.

Your hand finds itself on his strong thigh, but he stirs a bit, making you jump slightly. 

However, to your contentment, he remains asleep, turning his head to the side, unconsciously giving you more access to his neck. 

You bite your bottom lip before slowly sliding your hand up his leg.

You admire him like he’s a work of art in a museum; taking a mental picture of every dip and curve of his muscles, every line of black ink that decorates his tan skin, every indent of his abs, each hair on his chin, you worship it all. 

And so, you persist, delicate hands continuing their silent work.

You slowly and carefully straddle his waist as your fingers begin to work at the buttons of his shirt. You peel the fabric from his body, your heart racing within your chest, its pounding reverberating in your ears, causing your head to feel flushed with heat.

Your hands slide up his toned abdomen, fingertips finding themselves tracing the intriquite lines of the ink adorning his skin. 

You can’t help but let out a shaky, quiet moan, obsessed with the way his muscular torso looked cradled between your thighs. 

In this moment, you are nothing but a devotee, tracing his form, limb by limb, each imperfection of his skin burning into your skull as if they were put there simply to be admired by you. His body was a masterpiece, one that you’d gladly study over and over again, obsessively, till you could recite his every feature in your head in perfect detail. 

You carefully lean forward to place gentle kisses and love bites along his chest, down his stomach, taking precautionary glances up to his face to ensure he was still asleep. 

His eyes are shut, but his breathing has changed slightly; it's more labored, now, coming out in quiet huffs as he slightly trembles beneath you. 

You continue your gentle pursuit, rubbing your hands up and down his sides as you kiss along his happy trail, giggling softly to yourself at how the coarse hairs tickle your lips.  Each touch is a prayer, each gaze a hymn, and you relish in the way the feeling of his warm skin seems to seep into your own. 

Your hands tremble as you work at the button and zipper of his jeans, fearful that the noise will awaken him. It doesn’t, though, and you find satisfaction in your accomplishment, impressed by your own skill.

Now for the difficult part: pulling his pants down. 

You cursed at Law in your head; although you had always found his love of skinny jeans sexy, you now found it rather…inconvenient. 

You anxiously bite at the tender flesh on your inner cheek as you loop your fingers around his waistband, taking a deep breath in before abandoning all caution and pulling his jeans down. 

He stirs, as expected, but doesn’t awaken, simply letting out a low groan and screwing his eyes shut tighter. 

Your eyes widen at the sight of him in nothing but his underwear; to your surprise, he’s hard, and the realization makes your cheeks flush with heat. 

You lean down, warm breath meeting his crotch, peppering his clothed cock with gentle kisses. 

His head rolls back and his back arches a bit, an unconscious moan erupting from within his chest. The abrupt noise halts you in your steps, prompting a swift glance back at your sleeping boyfriend. You gaze at him in awe as he doesn’t awaken, just twitches beneath your touch.

You bite the waistband of his boxers, clenching the fabric between your teeth as you pull them down, finally freeing his twitching, needy cock. 

The sight makes you inhale sharply, breath caught in your throat as you take in the unfamiliar sight of Trafalgar Law fully exposed before you; naked, vulnerable. 

You inch forwards, closing your eyes before opening your mouth and sliding your hot tongue along his thick shaft. Your tongue leaves a stripe of glistening saliva in its wake, the substance lewdly decorating your boyfriend’s pulsing cock.  

“Mmmggf,” Law groans at this, and his hands ball into fists at his sides, gripping the sheets. 

Your feel your core tighten at the sound, heat flooding your veins and collecting in your aching sex. You persist, lust at the forefront of your brain, taking his weeping tip into your soft, warm mouth. You hum around his head, delighted at the feeling of him filling  your mouth. 

He winces, back arching off the mattress as his eyes screw shut tighter, unconsciously reaching down to grab at your hair. 

You circle your tongue around his tip a few times before slowly beginning to bob your head up and down, taking his shaft down your tight throat, captivated by the feeling of his thick vein pulsing against your tongue. 

“M-mmm!” Law whines weakly in his sleep, trembling beneath you, completely at mercy to you and your wicked mouth. 

You hollow your cheeks, sucking him in harder, moving your head up and down more passionately now, determined to make him erupt down your throat.

The unmistakable sounds of gagging and slobbering fill the room, and your cunt twitches at the lewdness of the situation, prompting you to squeeze your thighs together for any sort of stimulation. 

Suddenly, you feel the familiar sensation of fingers yanking on your strands, making you tilt your gaze upwards, your captain’s cock still eveloped within your mouth as you anxiously look up at him.  

Your eyes widen as they meet the state of him; he’s awake, eyes half-lidded and blown with lust as he gazes down at you. His face is red and flustered, dark strands of hair sticking to his forehead, aided by his sweat. His face looks unlike how you’d ever seen it before, and it feels like his stare is burning holes into your face. 

He looks entirely and utterly needy.

“Don’t. Fucking. Stop.” he groans breathlessly, teeth clenched, each word punctuated like a growl; desperate. 

But before you can even think about responding, he’s manuvered your hair into a ponytail within his grip before thrusting his hips upwards into your mouth, throat-fucking you mercilessly. 

“Nghh,” he groans, throwing his head back against the pillows as he continues to relentlessly thrust his hips, making you whimper and gag around his length. 

“You wanted it,” he groans, his voice tinged with a smug tone, “Now take it.” 

“M-mm!” you whimper around his shaft as he continues to abuse your throat, earning a low, guttural groan from within his chest, 

“Good girl, that’s it,” he praises, “Take that cock.” 

The grip he has on your strands is unwavering as he continues to fuck your mouth, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat with each pass, making you gag, tears spilling from your eyes. 

His body grows tense and you know he’s getting close, his thrusts becoming sloppy and unsynchronized. 

His pelvis continuously bumps against your face as he continues, the hair from his happy trail tickling your nose. 

“F-Fuckkk-” he rasps out, body shuddering beneath you as he unapologetically bursts down your throat, hot ropes of his semen tainting your esophagus and inner cheeks. 

You cough, pulling off him, tears spilling down your flushed cheeks. 

You gaze at up him, eyes teary and wide, fearful that he was angry at you for disturbing his sleep. 

He’s breathing heavily, tattooed chest rising and falling frantically. His face is flushed pink and sweaty, fucked-out. He lets out a shaky breath before speaking, 

“Come on, y/n,” he smirks, still attempting to catch his breath, “Don’t tell me you can’t finish what you started.” 

His persistence and brashness causes your core to tighten once more, heat rushing through your body, making your limbs tingle. 

His words command you like puppet stings, your obedience unwavering as you straddle him once again.

You take a moment to remove your clothes before seating your bare pussy against his throbbing, desperate cock. 

In a final attempt to tease him, you begin to rock your hips, grinding your leaking slit against his impressive length. 

“Enough,” he groans impatiently, “Show me what you really want, y/n.” 

And so, you surrender to your longing, allowing it to take control as you grab ahold of Law’s cock, positioning him at your entrance before slowly sinking down. 

You hiss at the sting, the sensation painful but not unfamiliar. The two of you moan in sync as you continue to lower yourself, the feeling of his big cock stuffing you full was almost too much for either of you. 

You want to tease him more; slow down, pull off, anything to give you some control back, but he’s desperate, and you’re no better. You instantaneously give in to your desires, sinking down all the way and leaning down to kiss him as his cock is now fully engulfed within you. His lips meet yours with such urgency and desperation it makes your head spin. He groans weakly into your mouth, “Come on, baby,” his voice is strained, a rare inflection that you knew was for you only, “Move for me-” 

You comply, giving in to his command and beginning your dirty work, slowly starting to rock your hips back and forth, delicious moans erupting from the mouth of the trembling man beneath you. 

“F-Fuck,” he slurs, voice raspy, “more,” he groans, grasping at your hips. 

You begin to bounce on his cock, grounding yourself by resting your hands on his strong chest. You let let your head roll back, becoming absorbed in the feeling of Law’s impressive cock sliding in and out of you, pulsing against your tight walls. 

“You’re so damn tight,” he groans through clenched teeth, “That pussy’s so fucking good to me.”

His praise only makes you work harder, grinding you hips back and forth to gain some friction against your aching clit as you continue to bounce up and down, your skillful hips and tight cunt earning more weary moans from him. 

He reaches up to grasp at your tits, molding them in his strong hands and pinching at your erect nipples, making you squeak.

“Mm-mm, Lawww-” you whine wearily, heat racing through your veins as your head begins to grow tingly. 

Your legs begin to tremble as you continue to ride him, and he notices you losing momentum. 

“Here, baby,” he chuckles softly in between groans, “I’ve got you.” 

Law grabs your hips and holds you up, opting to thrust into you from below, making you squeal at the new sensation. 

He’s still exhausted, of course, so his thrusts are slow and sleepy, but unforgiving nonetheless.

Your tight walls continue to restrict and twitch around his aching cock, and each time his tip lazily brushes against your cervix, you both feel yourselves coming undone. 

“Fuck," he rasps out, “Not gonna last long.” 

Law continues to weakly thrust into you, and the sounds of wet squelching and skin-hitting-skin fill the room. 

Your breaths are labored and hot as you kiss again, moaning wearily into one another’s mouths. 

You’re both close, desperately chasing your impending orgasms. 

“L-Law-” you cry out shakily into his mouth, a warm, tingling sensation enveloping your body as you cum, gushing around his cock as you collapse onto his chest. 

“Fuck, y/n,” he grits his teeth, mustering a few more weak thrusts and groaning loudly before finally spilling his hot seed into you.

 “Fuck, I love you.” he gazes into your eyes, cradling your head in his strong hand and kissing the top of it before letting his head fall back down to the pillows. 

He lets out one final sigh before giving in to his body’s needs, stiffening beneath you and closing his eyes, allowing sleep to take him once again. 

You offer a gentle smile and press a tender kiss to his cheek before closing your own eyes, your body tensing as it prepares itself for sleep. 

“I love you, too, Law,” you murmur softly, following your captain's lead and slowly drifting off to sleep. 

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anamnesis (nsfw!)

zoro x afab!reader has a sequel kinda now cw: masturbation, solo m, pining, piv sex, some fluff wc: 912 an: zoro jerking off to reader during the timeskip has me in a chokehold. VERY self indulgent btw. tagging: @bby-deerling @kaizokuniichan @willowbelle @strawheart-pirate @themushroomofdeath

The damn island is too dark for anyone’s own good on most days, far too easy to miss a turn on the path back to the castle and subsequently ending up lost for a few hours. Countless times has Zoro wandered about the grounds absent-mindedly, thinking neither here nor there about where his feet take him, and countless times more has someone - usually the ghost girl - come to fetch him should he be gone too long.

But tonight sees Mihawk away, leaving him alone to train by himself for several days. Though usually up to the task of working on technique, he finds himself instead somewhere about the grounds with his back flat against a grassy hillside, eyes glued shut with one hand sprawled out on his stomach while the other hastily fists at his cock.

There’s a bit of shame to it that still lingers. Not of the act in itself but because at the very forefront of his mind all Zoro can see is traces of his limbs entangled with yours with clothes long shed and tossed aside, tucked away in some private corner of the ship having your fill of one another.

A soft grunt escapes from his lips as he pictures you above him, thighs at either side of his own with your hands tangled into fistfuls of his hair. He imagines his fingertips dipping harshly into the soft flesh of your hips, thighs - just whatever he can get his hands on while you roll your hips up and down on his length. 

Zoro can all but taste your lips upon his - a recurring pattern of this already unusual behavior from him - locked in a loop of increasingly messy, breathless kisses. He craves his tongue entwined with yours, wanting to capture every sound you make, to swallow each one to sate a sweet tooth reserved for you and only you.

In a moment that now feels like an age gone by, the two of you had shared a very passionate moment - one he can scarcely remember the moments leading up to. The kiss you had given him that night on the open sea - his first - just days before your forced separation nearly two years ago replays in his head on repeat, muting the nuances prior but sends with it a barrage of emotion he continues to struggle to bear yet yearns to understand.

It’s why the reverie behind his lids dances with visions of you and sings in the tune of your voice. It’s why his toes curl in his boots at the thought of your skin upon his in the most intimate of ways. It’s why he craves the whole of you, why he wants to somehow find the words to tell you how he feels, why he thinks of you before he sleeps and why he hears your voice bid him good morning each time he wakes.

And now, it’s why he’s desperately stroking himself and wishing beyond hope that his hand was your pussy instead. 

With his free hand he bundles the collar of his shirt between his teeth in an attempt to hide his own breathlessness. His legs bend at the knee in focus, and the sheer need that overtakes him in these final moments elicits a muffled growl from deep within his gut with the thought of just how good it would feel to fill you from the inside out and let proof of the act slide from your core and down his cock. 

Zoro tightens his jaw and sweat beads trickle down his face as his pace quickens, and suddenly he’s biting at the bit to know just how you sound when you cum. In his mind’s eye you’re clawing down his back while he takes control, fucking up into you in a starry-eyed chase of clemency. Your fantasized voice pants his name like a prayer in his ear, finally forcing your lips apart to break into pieces atop him. 

He wants to take you there and back again, needs to see your face twisted in delirium from something only he can supply. His head spins with the image of you writhing in his arms, yours holding onto him tightly when you tip over the edge. You cry out for him to keep going, you leave sloppy open-mouthed kisses along his neck, you whine and mewl and dig your nails down his back,muttering into his flesh about how good it feels or how much you-

How much you love him.

Zoro cums the instant the fictional you says the words in his head, the fabric in his mouth doing little to stifle the groans of pleasure playing from his lips while he covers his hand and lower belly in thick white spend with your name on his tongue, face in his mind, and voice in his soul. 

He slides his shirt from his shoulders and quickly cleans himself up. Sitting up on the darkened hillside with his elbows resting on his knees, Zoro sighs and raises his now halfened gaze to the heavens. Are you staring up at the same sky, wherever you are? He scans the endless ocean of stars above, missing the times where you’d be next to him on the deck pointing out the various constellations and explaining their meanings - and even though he still doesn’t believe in astrology, Zoro has each of your favorite ones memorized.

He wants to tell you he has a favorite one, too.

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TurtleTaub Fic Recs ~ Part 3

I think it's so fucking cool that we can hop onto this silly site, and swim around in all these amazing One Piece stories together. There's so much talent, creativity, and all around awesomeness in this community, and I'm so grateful that I get to enjoy it with you. Please check out these wonderful fics, and show the writers some love!! 🖤🖤🖤 | NSFW ~ 🔥| ANGST ~ 😭| FLUFF ~ 🥰| DARK CONTENT 🌑| | SERIES ~ 📚| HEADCANONS/DRABBLES/IMAGINES ~ ✍🏼| | Other Fic Rec Lists ~ | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 |

Ace

fading flames (😭✍🏼) ~ by @lowkeycasanova  ~ Ace x Reader ~ I love this premise so much, and it's short but sweet (by sweet I mean ANGSTY painful ouchy!) It has a high likelihood of making you cry, and I love it 😭🖤

No time for playing games (🔥) ~ by @oxymorayuri ~ Ace x Reader ~ This so captures what a charming lil ass he can be. Reader (like me) can't help but swoon over this guy, and the end result is so satisfying 🥰🥵

Buggy

A Line from Me to You (🥰📚 + eventual 🔥) ~ by @hey-august  ~ Buggy x afab!Reader ~ I adore this story! It's so cute, a secret book club with Buggy who wears reading glasses, and has FEELINGS. It's so sweet, and I can't wait for more!

Untitled (but bittersweet) (🔥😭✍🏼) ~ by @hey-august ~ Buggy x GN!Reader ~ Beautiful, hot, and painful, ooh it hurts! Ugh, this one really got to me, such good, smutty angst 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Crushing On The Captain (✍🏼) ~ by @soft-mafia ~ Halp, we've gotta make sure this sweet, pathetic clown knows that he's loveable!! 😭🤡 So stinkin' cute!

Crocodile

Cleaning Up (🔥) ~ by @discordantwritings  ~ Crocodile x Fem!afab!Reader ~ This had me squealing 😭🥵 I loooove Crocodile in this. So fucking hot, and I need to live there now, please and thank you 🙏🏼

Law

Sweet Dreams (🔥) ~ by @strawheart-pirate  ~ Law x afab!Reader ~ The best part of waking up is not Folger's in your cup. It's Law watching you have a sex dream, and making it come true 🥰🥵 This one'll be stuck in my brain for awhile

Imagine refusing to wear a boiler suit while travelling with Law… (✍🏼) ~ by @theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction ~ Law x Reader ~ Flustered Law is so fucking adorable, I wanna squeeze him 😠 This one is super cute and silly, and I love it

So Pretty (🔥🥰) ~ @maddddstuff ~ Law x afab!reader ~ soft law soft law SOFT LAW!!! This is so fucking sweet & hot. Warning: It might make you catch MORE feelings about this guy, ugh!! Had me twirling my hair, and spinning in my desk chair 😭

Multi and/or Character x Character

Take What You're Given (🔥🔥🔥) ~ by @indydonuts  ~ Sanji x Straw Hats ~ Holy fucking smut 😳🥵🥵🥵 Insanely hot SMUTSMUTSMUT with Sanji, and the Straw Hats taking turns with him. Go have fun 😊

Somewhere Inbetween (🔥) ~ by @discordantwritings ~ Nami x gn!afab!reader x Robin ~ My absolute dream come true, holy shit. Seriously, it's like this was pulled from my lil desperate bisexual brain, and I will forever be grateful for this glorious smut with our perfect Straw Hat ladies 🥰🙏🏼

The Long Con (📚🥰😭 + eventual smut 🔥) ~ by @emptystove ~ Nami x Law ~ This series is so much fun! I binged the first 5 chapters in one sitting, and I'm loving the plot, and the way Law and Nami are written. I can't wait to get to more of the drama/action, and of course the smutty smut 🥰

Sanji

Cup of Coffee, and a Tall Glass of You (🥰 )~ by @decorativetrashbag  ~ Sanji x Fem!Reader ~ Fluffy, adorable workplace crush 😍😍 I would be a mess if I had to work with this guy everyday, lol.

Entirely at your service (🔥🥰📚) ~ by @vespidphoenix ~ Sanji x Fem!Chubby!OC ~ This is so DECADENT! I adore Sanji and the OC's (Amy) banter, chemistry, and the lovely consent and extra sexy, sexy times. So good, I'm excited to see more of these two!

Through Shadow (🥰😭📚) ~ by @gingernut1314 ~ Sanji x Fem!Reader ~ I adore the reader's backstory and struggles, and Sanji is so fucking precious! Falling for the cook again 🥰

Smoker

Pet Name - Love (🔥✍🏼) ~ by @honeyshiddendesire  ~ Smoker x Fem!Reader ~ Oof, this old man can get it. (Lol, just looked up his age, and the white hair deceived me. He's 34, only one year older than me pre timeskip 😅) But seriously, this is soo fucking hot 🥵🥵🥵 I've been avoiding Smoker fics because I knew I'd get obsessed, and this fic did it. I need him so bad 😭

Zoro

Forgive Me if I break You (📚😭🌑 + light 🔥) ~ by @shewrites02  ~ Zoro x Fem!Reader ~ This story is soooo goood!! I'm falling in love with Zoro all over again 😭💚 The reader's angst and struggles are written so beautifully, and I can't wait for the next chapter!!

Oi, you wanna die? (✍🏼) ~ by @zorosbeau33 ~Zoro x gn!Reader ~ I love the vibes! Gala setting, the Straw Hat's on a secret mission, and Zoro being absolutely obsessed with the reader 🥰💚

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floral & fading (law x reader nsfw)

18+, mdni, nsfw, wc: 1.7k masterlist

a secret santa present for my lovely anie <3 @strawheart-pirate

cw: afab!reader, piv, rough sex, scratching, choking, hate sex kinda, law is bad with feelings, reader is also kinda bad with feelings, angst, bittersweet, hurt no comfort, you let this guy hit once and he's totally obsessed w/ you, strawhat!reader, messy relationship dynamics

Law needs you desperately despite the fact he knows he cannot have you.

He hadn’t intended to get attached to you, not in the slightest.  Mind scattered, full of adrenaline, and buzzing with alcohol, he had meant for you to be nothing more than a late-night drunken distraction from the flood of emotions he felt after the events of Dressrosa.  Somewhere in the murky deep of the back of his mind, you had snuck in and sank your ragged claws into the sulci of his brain, to the point where he can barely close his eyes without picturing your mischievous smirk, or the contortions on your face as he fucked you, squeezing his tattooed hand around your throat.

For all intents and purposes, Law couldn’t stand you.  Brimming with intelligence and wit, you squandered your potential by wasting precious time goofing around with Luffy.  The strategic and combative skills you possess in battle make you an essential asset to your crew, but you were resistant to discussing any sort of long-term plan with him, insisting that wasn’t how Luffy rolled—it drove him crazy, and gave him the deep urge to break you until you finally relented and decided to use your mind properly like he wanted you to.

“Come on, Traffy!  Tell us who won!” you exclaim one day after a water gun fight, out of breath and nearly falling over as you slide along the wet deck in your flip flops, Luffy close behind you.

Law rolls his eyes and sighs, not bothering to look up from the book he was reading.  “How should I know?  I wasn’t paying attention to your nonsense.” he says in his usual dry monotone.

“Traffy, you were supposed to be watching us!” Luffy whines, putting his hands on his hips as he pouts.  Law ignores both of you, hoping you would eventually find another judge to determine the victor of your silly game; he thinks you’re finally discussing finding someone else to bother when you whisper something in Luffy’s ear that makes your Captain giggle maniacally.

“We decided to team up.” Luffy says proudly.  Law catches your grin in his peripherals, but continues to sit, eyes fixed on the pages in his lap, and ignores you, a mistake that would soon lead to his downfall. 

“So…You lose!” you shout with a grin.

With your words comes a stream of water straight to his face, followed by a second, less accurately aimed jet from Luffy that drenches his book and leaves Law fuming.  You keep that infuriating, mischievous grin plastered across your face, but he slightly smirks as he notices the way you swallow hard as he glares at you, a silent acknowledgment that you knew you were certainly in for it now.

“Shishishi—you’re in trouble with Traffy!  Not me though, I’m gettin’ away!” Luffy cackles, using his rubber arms to swing to the other side of the ship, leaving you to Law’s devices, and oh, did he have plans for you.  

Your idiocy had earned you a harsh quickie in the library, full of bites and dirty talk and nails dragging into his back.

“F-Fuck, Traffy—” you whimper as he bucks his hips harshly, filling you up so deeply his cock brushes against your cervix.

He yanks on your hair harshly and sinks his teeth into your neck, not caring in the slightest if he leaves marks on your precious, unblemished skin.  “Brat.  Say my name properly.” he hisses in your ear, wanting nothing more than to hear the word fall off your lips.

“Mmmf, ‘m sorry, Law…” you whine, tilting your head towards him to give him more access to your neck.  Law—hearing you drop the nickname and letting his real name drip off your tongue drives him wild and makes him drive his cock into you even harder as he bites and sucks along the column of your neck.  The familiarity and intimacy of it—even though it’s entirely manufactured, and he would never dream of displaying a similar vulnerability and dropping the -ya­ from your name—allows him to pretend you care more than you do.  It lets him pretend you care as much as he does.

“You better be.” he whispers, roughly clawing at your back with his jagged nails.  He wanted a string of apologies out of you before he was done—he’d already coaxed one out of you for spraying him in the face with the water gun, but burrowing your way under his skin and refusing to evacuate was the much more severe crime at hand, one with a sentence that ended up benefiting you both physically, but left him in a mental state even more frazzled and unfocused than before.

Irrationality began to cloud his judgement even more so as time went on, and he insists on you being in the group he brings to Wano with him.  Having you on the Polar Tang, even for a short time, is intoxicating to him—with the temptation of having you so close overpowering him, he finds himself uncharacteristically taking breaks from his work to use you for stress-relief.  He tells himself that’s all it is despite the fact he knows it’s a weak lie.  You’ve deciphered his feelings by this point; he can see it written on your face, though you cautiously say nothing.  Instead, you hang around after your unsavory activities, following him around the submarine and staying up late at his side, curiously and gently prying at aspects of himself that he thought he had locked away for good.  He’s furious at you for the way you’re able to unravel him, ripping him open emotionally just as he tears at your insides physically, and he takes his frustrations out on you accordingly.  However, you never seem to mind, and take all he gives you in strides; he’s mean, nasty, and rough with you in bed, but no matter how hard he tries to keep control, there’s a glint in your eyes that says you’re the one with the real power—you’re the one who can get the Surgeon of Death to snap and succumb to his base urges, and it enthralls you, much to his continued frustration.

He finds himself obsessing over you so deeply that he makes every excuse to keep you apart from your crewmates until the rest arrived with Sanji in tow.  He gives you a cover story to keep you close to him and continues his façade of this simply being sex to him, though you both know it’s more at this point.

“I like you, Law. I've gotten attached.” you said one night, words nearly drowned out by the chorus of cicadas hissing in the distance.

You were curled into his side, fingers tracing along his chest tattoos; it’s a rare moment where he lets you to show him affection like this, and your confession makes him deeply regret allowing you this luxury.  Despite the way your presence makes his heart contort and twist, despite all the hoops he’s jumped through to keep you close to him, and despite the fact that if he keeps his feelings bottled up for too much longer, he may never get the chance to vocalize them, he remains stubborn, letting a painful silence emanate into the night.

“It’s silly of me, I know, but I can’t help it.” you whisper, flinching at the way your voice cracks in the process. 

At times, Law saw you as obnoxious and silly, but you were also clever, compassionate, understanding, and strong, especially as you withstand all of his erratic mood swings as he sorts out his feelings for you—that’s why it cuts him to the bone when he causes you pain like this.

“Neither can I.” he whispers, unable to hold his sentiments back any longer.  He feels a touch lighter, but is not surprised when the melancholy resting between the two of you remains hanging in the air, coating you like a blanket.  After all, this could not and would not last forever, and once this alliance ends, the only glimpse he may ever get of you again might be on your wanted poster.

When all of the business in Wano ends, he has half the mind to take you for himself—to make you his and refuse to let go no matter how much Luffy begged him to release you, but he knows you would never leave your friends and go with him willingly.  Maybe that’s what infuriates him most—no matter how intimate and soft your half-lidded stare is while he fucks the daylights out of you, you would always love the sea, freedom, and your stupid antics with your crew more than him.  No amount of late-night conversations, full of hesitant divulgences and barriers broken, and no amount of physical contact would ever permanently tie you together, despite how much he wished that wasn’t the case.

Law knows this is the last time he’ll have you beneath him, close to him, and vulnerable for him, but he can’t bring himself to be gentle, overwhelmed by the violent storm in his chest.  Laid out and panting, your fingers curl into the sheets beneath you as his skilled fingers work magic on your clit.  Just as your thighs begin to twitch, he pulls his hand away, delighting in the way you whine and plead with him in frustration.  Inked fingers roughly squeeze the sides of your windpipe, making you squeak for him.

“You didn’t think I’d let you have it this easy, did you?” he taunts, using his other hand to grip your chin, smirking as he hovers over you before planting his lips onto yours.  Heated, deep, and full of longing on both sides, the kiss is enough to nearly pull his heart apart in two.  He takes great care to memorize the drag of your lips against his, the way the plush skin of your hips feels in his grasp, and the grip of your walls against him as his cock slides deep inside of you.

If this is the last time Law is going to have you, he is intent on drawing it out as long as he possibly can before he lets you go.  He just wishes things didn’t have to end this way.

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[quinloki]

Hey ho Quin! 💙 For the flavor ask game, may I ask for Blue Moon with Crocodile?

Is your F/O very routine oriented, or do they like to go with the flow? And how routine oriented are you?

Suwani is VERY routine oriented. If things are routine that means they’re going according to plan. His plan, specifically.

That said he’s not inflexible. Plans needs to be able to adjust on the fly, because life happens on the fly. No matter how well he plans he cannot account for everything, so his plans have to accommodate some level of adjustment (a lesson I feel he’s learned thanks to Luffy.)

He can be spontaneous too. There’s nothing that will stop him if he decides that I need cheering up and that means cancelling meetings and going somewhere. He has a long list of places he can work with, so the where can be decided en route.

But he is most definitely a man who is in - and prefers to be in - control.

As for me? I’m adaptable. I’ll be the planner and routine maker if no one else will, but I don’t mind going with the flow. Im not a big fan of spontaneous events, but I don’t need every minute planned in a day ^_^

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[mandiemegatron]

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[quartermera]

Photo Book with Law

Day 7 of Fluffvember 2023 Gender & race neutral reader Requested by @strawheart-pirate

“Which one do you think would fit best?” you asked.

Law examined the two pictures you were presenting to him. He thought for a moment then replied:

“The left one.”

It was a photograph of Bepo hugging the captain, who could not conceal his smile. Meanwhile the other picture, showcasing the bear triumphantly carried by the crew, was placed on the next page.

You had been unsure when suggesting to make a photo album as a present for Bepo’s birthday, but Law had been adamant. He loved the idea and insisted that his second in command would enjoy the gift. Thus, you planned a few afternoons of collecting photographs and memories, and gluing them in a beautiful, orange, cloth-bound book.

Law was very meticulous in selecting which photographs and quotes would go into the present. He was also very clear, when he invited the crew to write a few sentences each on the last few pages, that no idiocy would be tolerated. This was a special gift, for a special someone, and he wanted to keep it that way.

With the last photographs glued, you let Law carefully wrap the book in craft paper. Then, adding a bow and a card, you were done with the finishing touches.

“Happy?” you wondered.

The smile on Law’s face was enough of a response, yet he replied:

“Very.”

Standing up, he tucked the present away in his nightstand to hide until the due date, a few days ahead. The subtle bounce in Law’s walk was sufficient to tell how excited he was.

A week later, a white bear would involuntarily recreate one of the pictures from the photo book he had just been gifted by his best friend, as he hugged his captain tightly.

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[swampstew]

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