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heartpiratedrabbles · 4 months
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Drunken Mistakes
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Prompt: You get too drunk one night and embarrass yourself in front of your captain.
Part 2
Trafalgar Law X Fem Reader
“Oh come on y/n!! We’re finally on land! Lets go have some fun,” Ikkaku begged you. She noticed you taking pajamas out of your locker over something to wear out.
        “You know I don’t party,” You say over your shoulder, unzipping your jumpsuit. As the only 2 women on board, you two shared a rather large room, you even had full-size beds over the twin bunk beds the men shared in their rooms, which housed 4 people to a room. Law was nice enough to provide everyone with their own personal desk and locker.
        Ikkaku placed a hand on her hip, “That’s the point! You’re not going to party but you can watch me to make sure I don’t do anything stupid” She was eager to get of the submarine, it had been a month since they had last been on land, and Captain said they’d be staying for a week or two as everyone was getting a little ship madness stuck inside. “Come on! Please?” She walked up beside you and started rummaging through your clothes before pulling out a rather revealing romper.
        She wiggled it in front of you before you sighed, “Alright, but I’m only watching your sorry ass from the side lines. We can’t have you getting lost now.” You grab the romper and think about how even when you have time to wear anything, you still choose clothes that are like the crews jumpsuit.
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        The island was fun, there was an entire street full of bars to choose from, each just as rowdy, loud, and addictive as the last. Ikkaku finally decided on one and you couldn’t help but wonder if she pre-planned this when she squeals and runs up to the two familiar faces of Penguin and Shachi.
        “Heyyyy You got Y/N out of your guys room, How’d you manage that?” Penguin happily yelled as you sat down across from them.
        Shachi and Penguin gave each other a look before getting their notorious smiles, this could only mean one thing. And absolutely awful idea that they’d be insistent on. Before you could retreat from the crew's pranksters they flank either side of you, place their hands on your shoulders, making sure you stay sitting. “Y/N why don’t you relax a little bit,” Shachi said putting an empty mug in front of you.
        “Yea, come on Y/N you haven’t let loose in a longgg time,” Penguin grinned as he poured some liquor into the glass. It had been a couple of months since you drank last, but you also got absolutely shit-faced that last time and can’t remember much of the night other than Bepo having to carry you back to the ship and Ikkaku holding your hair up as you puked.
        “You know I’m on watch tomorrow morning, I can’t drink tonight,” You thought up an excuse as quick as they had started their shenanigans.
        “But Y/N… It’s Jean Bart's turn to watch tomorrow, you’re on duty in 3 days,” Ikkaku blurted out, remembering the schedule I had hung in our room, she had a wicked smile on her.
        “You guys planned this didn’t you,” You sigh as you relent a little bit, taking hold of the glass in front of you and you can hear Penguin let out a small giggle, he had been drunk before you even walked in. “No more than 4 drinks. A round per person,” You chug the liquid in the mug as the three cheer around you, accomplishing their mission.
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        You hadn’t realized how tense you’d been lately until the liquid forced you to relax. After the 4th round, Shachi had suggested going to a different bar, one with a much better selection of booze and you decided to continue drinking.
        “Y/N you’ve been working so hard recently, we’re glad you’re finally relaxing a bit,” Penguin murmured from where his head had rested on his arm still holding a glass half drunk. You giggle a bit at the display before taking the glass and finishing the rum, Shachi was still quite Sober compared to either you and Penguin, and Ikkaku was still off grabbing another round for the table.
        You leaned forward on the table, your cleavage becoming all the more evident, “Well Sachi! I think you should take a penalty drink!” You Grin at him, you’d never been able to pronounce his name correctly once you started drinking.
        “Oh? And what, Pray-tell, is this penalty for?!” He laughed out also leaning in, never one to back down from a battle.
        “You, my good sir,” You pointed towards his chest, “Are still wearing the jumpsuit,” Slurring half the words as Ikkaku sits back down with a tray of drinks.
        “You heard the boss, Penalty drink for still wearing uniform,” Ikkaku smiled out handing Shachi a shot glass of god knows what. He sighed defeat and took a shot, “But Y/N that means you need a penalty drink for not covering up your tattoos.”
        You look down and around yourself, realizing the romper was just straps and showed off the tattoos on your shoulders and gave a small peak to the larger one on your back, “Thas not fair!” You pouted before grabbing the shot and pounding it back.
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All four of you had returned rather late, all praying that Hakugan, the watch for the night, wouldn’t tell on you, or even worse, the captain was still awake to scold the four of you. It had been well past 3am and Law had always wanted everyone back on the ship by 1am or for them to sleep in hotels at that point.
None of you thought you’d be out this late and none of you wanted to even try to find a hotel, best to just sneak back into your rooms. After all, once you’re close enough to your rooms, you can claim you were just going to the bathroom.
Shachi was holding up Penguin as you and Ikkaku had been supporting each other, trying to hold back any giggling or words as you climbed onboard. The one thing you were jealous of was how close some of the men’s room were to the top of the ship, Your and Ikkaku’s room were toward the bottom so you had to traverse much further than your two crewmates.
Penguin nodded a goodbye and Shachi barely managed to open the door to their room, thankfully, it had seemed as though their roommates had opted to stay out for the night.
Ikkaku makes eye contact with you and you continue to walk towards your quarters, and you both start to giggle. As you get closer to your room you motion for Ikkaku to continue without you, pointing towards the bathroom as explanation.
She looks at you and gives a thumbs up trying to hold back any noise, The Captains room was just slightly further down the hall and we’d be dead if he caught us. You watch as she retreats into the shared room as you slink towards the bathroom.
As soon as you enter the bathroom your met with a blinding light, no doubt left on by Ikkaku from before you two even left, but as you walk further in, reaching out for where the light switch should be (Opting for darkness over the headache inducing light) You bump into something. Or rather, someone. You stop, your hand on the wall, if you had been more sober you’d know you should have felt the light switch by now if this was the girls Bathroom.
“Y/N-ya.” A dry familiar voice rings into your ears as your eyes snap open, staring at the tattooed chest of your captain. “I see you had a fun night.”
You couldn’t register the emotion in your Captains voice and you couldn’t quite sober yourself up, try as you might. “C-captain!” You blurt out peering up, straightening your back and trying not to let the giggle you feel out. The man in front of you was only wearing a towel, rather low on his hips at that and his hair was damp. After a second of holding your breath to try and maintain a serious demeanor the cold hard stare of your captain makes you burst out laughing a bit, stumbling over your feet, “You’re not suppose to be in here~” You point your finger a bit before tapping his toned chest.
Yep, this must have been a dream, you must have passed out somewhere and this was a fantasy. There’s no way your captain would every allow you to touch his bare chest like this. You place both your hands gingerly on the taller mans shoulders before slowly moving them down, taking in the feeling of the toned chest in front of you, “It feels so real,” You murmur under your breath as your hands venture to the mans hips.
Law inhales sharply at the sudden touch. As your hands venture back up to his chest, tracing the outlines of his tattoos his own hands grab hold of yours, stopping any movement, “Are you having fun, Y/N-ya?” He leans down to whisper into your ear.
The voice sends shivers down your spine and you can feel yourself getting excited. “Well if this is a dream…” You murmer before leaning in, attaching yourself to your captains neck. Not even a second later you felt yourself being shoved into the cold metal wall.
Law had pushed you back while also lifting your legs around him and your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, “I can assure you, Y/N-ya… This is plenty real.” You look up at the captain, registering his words and the slight pain in your head that had barely hit the wall and the sudden realization sobers you up almost immediately. Your eyes widen and you suddenly become hyper aware of the position your in hanging your head to avoid Law’s gaze, “Looks like you’re finally awake.”
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irisberraart · 6 months
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One of the hc I recently thought about is Law wearing Cora make up every time he needs some comfort. When everything is too much
And I like drawing shattered mirrors That's all
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I got bored rendering the hand sorry
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merbear25 · 2 months
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Hi pretty!! I hope you're having a nice day.
Congratulations fot the 100 ♡♡♡
I would love to participate in your event! A drabble with Law or Crocodile + 🛌 one bed trope and/or 😈 them walking in on you
I let you the freedom for the rest! Thanks sm ♡
With love, Cami!
Hey lovely, Cami! Thank you for sending in your request! I decided to give you both characters with each situation. I was super excited to write this, so I hope you like it 🥰 Since this was asked on anon and I can't double check your age, I left the 😈situation as suggestive.
One bed trope with Law
Having to spend the night in the town you were passing through was far from ideal, but to make matters worse, there was only one hotel with an available room—one room, with one king sized bed.
His face twitched at the woman after she cheerfully told him about how lucky he was to book it, seeing as there aren't any other options around town. You butt in to thank her before Law's eyes burned a hole into her.
Entering the room, the both of you tossed your belongings to the side and stared at the awaiting bed. This situation was just as awkward for you as it was for him, but you tried to be an adult about it by commenting that this was only due to the circumstances.
Huffing at your comment, he went into the bathroom to prepare for bed, leaving you in the privacy of the main room.
Climbing into bed, you attempted to look natural; there was no position to make you appear as such, though.
When Law reentered the room, he shuffled towards his designated spot, keeping himself curled at the edge. The air felt thick with uneasiness, making you want to break the silence looming over you.
"At least it's a king size."
He didn't respond.
"Gives us more space to hug at the sides."
A slight exhale came from him, underlined with a laugh, "Yeah, sure."
Turning over on his back, the tense atmosphere began to disapate. The both of you exchanged small observations you'd noticed about the room and the day, helping you feel more at ease.
When you woke up, neither of you were clung to your side of the bed; you were lain comfortably next to each other.
Law walking in on you
This was the third time this week you disappeared. Where could you be going off to? He thought, the irritation was building, since he actually needed your help with something. Having the idea to check your room, he heard your voice seeping through, nearly inaudible. Focusing on what could be happening, you sounded like you might be hurt? No, maybe crying?
The irritability came to a hault; he was beside himself when he thought something could be wrong, so he opened the door—seeing you fully exposed was a complete and utter shock. Your eyes shot open to see him standing there, and you quickly tried to cover yourself, yelping at his sudden intrusion.
Stood at the door, dumbfounded, he finally stuttered an apology. He backed out of your room, slamming the door shut. His face remained bright red for the remainder of the day.
One bed trope with Crocodile
The absurdity of having to spend the night in a city like this was getting to him. And even yet, for whatever reason, you could only find one hotel with vacancy. Glaring at the receptionist, who was apologizing profusely for the inconvenience, he begrudgingly accepted what they had to offer—one measly room with one measly bed.
Trying not to let this ruin his entire night, he attempted to accept the current circumstances. There was no use in sulking over what couldn't be changed. Looking over at the bed, he gave you two options: either sleep on the floor or start mentally preparing to share a bed with him. He stated that he snored and advised you to fall asleep first.
You'd had a long day just like him, so you decided to share the bed with him. After getting cleaned up, you saw him handling some of the paper work that still needed doing.
He offered to turn the main light off but would leave the desk lamp on as he worked. This wasn't an issue for you; even if it was, he wouldn't have cared.
Following his advice from earlier, you settled down to drift off to sleep. You weren't sure how much time had passed, but you were woken up by his snoring.
Rubbing your eyes at the sight of the moon shining through the curtains, you came to realize that there was some extra weight pressed against you; his arm was wrapped around your waist, and he'd pulled you into a bear hug. Not wanting to call attention to this, you thought it'd be in your best interest to ignore what was happening and try your best to fall back asleep.
This was easier said than done, however, since his snoring only worsened—droning on into the late hours and leaving you with a sleepless night. When his alarm sounded, you pretended to still be passed out, hoping to avoid any awkwardness from his supposedly involuntary cuddling.
You felt his arm suddenly shoot away from you, along with the rest of his body. Pausing a moment, he got out of bed and ordered you to do the same.
Crocodile walking in on you
After the meetings held together, you were always quick to scamper off to god knows where. He didn't pay it much mind until you fled before he had the chance to ask you about a pressing matter at hand.
Figuring you'd come back soon, since you'd forgotten your coat, he waited for a bit. But as time passed, his impatience was getting the better of him. Setting off to find you, he passed by a closed door.
Sweet noises could faintly be made out from behind it. Who would be so bold as to try something like that? So, to confirm his suspicions, he flung it open and was met with you in a compromising position.
He shut the door behind him and warned you not to be so reckless. Scoffing at the sight of you, he doubted if you were even able to properly finish what you'd started. He'd offer to help you, but only as punishment for you scandalous behavior.
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mandiemegatron · 9 months
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Trafalgar Law x Y/N ficlet
Fluff, general care, hella smooching, slightly toasty 👀, hand massage, Law being a softie✨️💖
A/N: Something I thought up after seeing @kittycatzuka post here, it gave me the feels and this is what my brain thought up.
I hope you all enjoy! ✨️💖
Also, I just spent like an hour beta-ing it so if you see any mistakes, no you don't. 😎 okay love you my lil tangerines! ✨️💖
Header by @baka-tsuki / @baka-tsuki-2 💖
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It was supposed to be a quiet night for the captain. All the man wanted to do was finish his paperwork, read some Sora and pass out into a restless sleep.
Since Y/N showed up, it never seemed to work out the way Law wanted. Every night, she'd knock on his office door to say goodnight, no matter the amount of times he tried to tell her she didn't have to, that she could just simply go to bed and he'd see her in the morning for breakfast. It never deterred her, her smiling face always popping in through the cracked door with a small wave.
This night was different.
Law glanced over at the clock on his desk, frowning to himself as he realized you were late, not showing up around the time you usually did. He then paused, curiously irritated at realizing the fact that he was worried, immediately thinking the worst had happened you.
He let his pen drop to the desk as his other hand ran through his hair, his eyes closing as he took a deep breath. God, he was exhausted.
There was a soft thunk as ceramic hit his desk, his eyes snapping open to see you placing a fresh cup of tea right above his incomplete paperwork.
"Y/N-ya."
You cracked a tired smile of your own before hiding a yawn behind your now free hand, lifting your mug in a silent cheers to him as you sat in the chair opposite his desk.
"Saw your light was on, thought maybe you could use a little something," your voice was soft as you spoke, unable to hide how tired you were from his prying eyes.
"While I appreciate it, you should be in bed already. We have a big day tomorrow," he replied, gently picking up the hot mug with a sigh through his nose. Yeah, he definitely needed this.
"So should you, dear Captain."
He huffed gently, staring you down before taking a long sip.
"I'm not done my job for the day."
You cracked a grin at the sight of him complaining, his distaste for the job showing itself very clearly.
"I can give you a hand, if that'll help?"
He hummed in disagreement into the mug, taking another sip before replying,
"You'd only make it take longer."
While there was teasing in his tone, you couldn't hide the way your grin slowly slid from your lips, your eyes glancing down at the mug in your hands. He kicked himself as a pain clutched around his chest, hating that he made you look that way.
"... I appreciate the offer, Y/N, thank you. Your company helps more than enough."
Your eyes flickered back to his at his words, your cheeks tinting pink as you murmured,
"... glad to help."
It was only for a moment but it felt like ages, the way his eyes bored into yours. It was like you were a puzzle he was trying to slove and couldn't, his frustration showing in his gaze. Your heart jumped into your throat, your mind screaming at him to just kiss you, to say something, to tell you everything you wanted him to say-
The moment broke as he went back to his scribbling, one hand around his mug while the other scratched away. You made yourself more comfortable in the large chair, your eyes wandering his face, not knowing he could feel your very hungry gaze on him.
Pride washed over him, his ego flaring as a smirk ticked up his lips. He did have a feeling you liked him, but this moment here proved to him that he was right.
"See something you like, Y/N?"
There was a heavy silence as your eyes widened, unsure of how to respond so you remained quiet, simply watching him for any signs of a joking manner.
You were incredibly confused when you could only sense a serious air around him.
It took a moment to gather courage but you did finally respond, looking down at your mug for a moment before glancing back to him as you commented lightly,
"Surely it's obvious that I do."
The air was so thick it could have been sliced with a butterknife. You both stared at each other for what felt like ages before you looked away first, unable to handle the heat of his gaze on you like this.
"... good to know."
His response caused you to grin, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as you bit back a happy sound, not wanting to feed his already giant ego. A more comfortable silence covered you both as he went back to his work, now motivated to finish it quicker than before.
You'd drank your entire tea by the time he finally finished. You'd been slouched lazily in the chair, glancing around his office with mildly bored eyes, having already taken everything in to the point you could name off each book and it's order on the shelf. He yawned loudly, rubbing his face with both hands before standing, placing his completed work off to the side before coming around his desk to stand by you, leaning on it for support.
"You should get some rest," you started, giving a yawn of your own and going to move before you noticed him massaging his hand. You looked up at him, his exhausted expression filling your chest with a ache you didn't enjoy.
You had to do something.
Placing the empty mug beside him, you then reached out and gently took his writing hand into your own warm palms, you began massaging his own, your thumbs pressing down to the point where he grunted softly.
"Yeah, I know it sucks but this is what happens when you don't take proper breaks," you murmured, focusing on doing your best not to look up at him, your cheeks burning so hot that you began to worry you gave yourself a fever.
A particularly illicit groan left your Captain when you pressed at one point, your eyes finally flicking up at him for just a moment and you couldn't help but smile at seeing his relaxed expression. His eyes were shut, his chest rising and falling as he took slow, deep breaths.
Your heart clenched - you wished he looked like this more, so quiet and tender -
Your thoughts stopped as you looked back to his hand, your thumbs working down to his wrist and forearm, not noticing him leaning closer to you to give you better reach.
It took only a few minutes, letting his arm gently drop to his side as you held your hands palm up out for his other one.
"Other hand, please!"
He was silent the entire time, lifting his hand to you as you did the same thing, starting at his palm before going to his long fingers, showing them love and stretching them before moving down to his wrist and forearm.
You were so focused that you didn't noticed his free hand coming catch your chin, his long fingers lifting your face gently. Your eyes met and your stomach churned, knowing your face was still bright red as he looked over your face. Your fingers had stopped, clamped gently around his forearm.
You couldn't place the look he was giving you, trying to convince yourself that he was not giving you bedroom eyes - the man was exhausted, for fucks sake! But you couldn't help how your body warmed at his touch, wanting so desperately to lean into his touch.
The sudden fear of rejection hit you like a ton of bricks. You must have made a face because his thumb brushed over your bottom lip, almost as if trying to comfort you.
"You look worried," he breathed out, his breath so warm and so close that it danced across your face. Your eyes were locked in an intense gaze, his dark and craving; yours wide and needy in your own right. Warmth pooled in your lower region as his eyes looked down at your lips for a moment, the air suddenly heavy once again as his gaze met yours again.
"I... I am worried," you finally whispered, eyes never leaving his. He moved closer again, so slowly that it felt like he was teasing you.
"Why?"
Not a question, a demand.
"... because I'm scared that you'll kiss me and I'll get attached."
A slow, wicked grin came over his features when you finally spoke.
"As if you're not already attached."
His words felt like a punch to your gut, causing you to gasp out softly before his lips consumed yours, both your eyes falling shut as he took what he wanted. It wasn't a soft kiss, but it wasn't demanding either. It held just enough emotion that you felt the anxiety of earlier wash off you like a wave, your shoulders unconsciously dropping though your hands remained on his arm.
When he finally pulled away, you were a mess. Your heart was pounding so loud in your ears, it felt like vertigo. Your eyes slowly reopened, confusion and hope written across your face like an open book as you stared at him. You were nearly breathless as you somehow got out,
"Um... Wow."
Law blinked a few times before he broke down, laughing so loud and hysterically that he pulled away from you, leaning over with his hands on his knees. You sat there blinking, feeling even more confused, wondering what the hell was going on. His laughter echoed in the room, and probably the entire sub but clearly he was gone, absolutely fucked up.
Just straight up bonkers.
When he finally calmed, one hand came up to wipe away the laughter tears as he leaned back up, a wide smile on his face as he took a moment to collect himself.
He finally looked down at you, your own almost nervous smile etched into your face as you waited for him to explain himself.
"You, Y/N-ya, are something else, you know? How you've flipped my life upside down."
The amount of sincerity in his voice immediately made you begin to tear up, you're heart leaping from your chest into your throat and stopping you from responding. You simply gave your own genuine smile in return, one hand quickly wiping away the few tears that slipped out.
A heavy hand landed on the top of your head, long fingers rustling your hair as Law gave another chuckle. Your smile remained as your swiped at his hand, his own grin turning cheeky as he lightly slapped your hand away.
There was a pause between you two, with him running a tired hand through his hair as you rubbed at your face, biting back a yawn. As he took in your exhausted form, he knew it was time for you both to hit the hay.
"You crazy brat. Go to bed," he started, moving his hands to grasp your own and pulling you out of the chair. He turned you and walked you to the door just a few feet away, opening it but holding you to him, his hands on your shoulders. You noted they were shaking slightly through hazy thoughts as his warm chest hit your back.
"I'll see you at breakfast. Save me a seat?"
His breath brushed over your ear, causing your skin to erupt in goosebumps. He didn't give you enough time to respond, giving you a quick shove out the door before closing it behind you.
You stared at the wall of the Tang, blinking a few times before your mouth finally started working again.
"What the actual fuck just happened?"
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A/N: HEHEHEE we love a sly, flirty Law 🙈🙈🙈🙈 I'm gunna smooch him so hard, idk abt you guys 😂😂🥵🥵🙈🙈 I hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I did !
Smooch smooch, be good my lil tangerines! 🍊💋
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meatloafzzz · 1 year
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(ง'̀-'́)ง
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vee-lo0 · 7 months
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Law and kidd cat do NOT get along
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ichigoginchan · 2 months
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HE CAN DO BOTH
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noeybodys · 9 months
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who are you?
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the-fluff-piece · 1 year
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Just a little bit of rice
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a tiny fanfic about a misunderstanding inspired by this post (the picture is also taken from there) I just love it when Law eats rice. Totally sfw with a kiss at the end
I hope you like it - check out my other works below
My Masterlist - Short and Multichapter stories
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You are on kitchen duty on the worst possible day - it's another 'submarine is swimming through volcanic underwater area' - day and the whole ship is more like a sauna than anything else. The stove is heating up the small room even more and you are glad there is a small window to the common room to let out the heat even a little bit. Lunch hours are over, there are just some leftover rice balls for your captain.
Your boiler suit is zipped open and hanging down for addition ventilation, you are basically working in your bra, so you hastily zip it up again when someone entered.
Law came in and grumpily shuffled to the counter to his rice balls and sat down for his late lunch with a groan. The two of you have known each other long enough now that you don't have to small talk on every occasion. So you just greeted each other with a nod. You couldn't believe that Law was wearing a long sleeved shirt and jeans in these temperatures, at least he didn't wear his hat or you would have died from heat stroke from the sight alone. His raven black hair is the usual mess and his face is blushing from the heat.
For a while, Law munched in silence as you worked, but you couldn't take the intense heat anymore. "Captain...I'm sorry, it's too hot, would you mind if just opened the suit for a bit?" you ask. He looks up from his meal and nods silently and continues to stuff his cheeks with plain rice.
You pull the zipper down and enjoy the wonderful relief of fresher air around your body and immediately feel better. He is a doctor after all, surely he has seen countless bodies over the years and isn't even interested or flustered anymore.
"Good idea", he comments and peeles out of his shirt, to reveal bis tattooed torso to you. Has it just gotten hotter?
His skin ist glistening and he leans back to stretch as you try not to stare too much but he doesn't seem to notice, like always. Instead he finishes his meal and leans forward over the counter, resting his head on one hand, studying you with lazy eyes.
As you collect the plate, you notice that Law has some rice still stuck on his cheek. It looks adorable! Since he doesn't seem exactly talkative at the Moment you indicate the spot with your finger. He looks puzzled and straightens, raising his eyebrow. You need to smile at his expression and tip the corner of your mouth again, saying "right here", with a wink. He rubs the back of his head while looking left and right, blushing dark red up to his ears. Finally, his light blue eyes meet yours and a whicked grin is spreading across his face. He leans forward over the counter, and, taking your chin into his hand, plants a soft kiss in the corner of your mouth, followed by one squarely on your lips. You purse your lips in response to his and hear his low chuckle.
He breaks away and tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. The warm smile and dreamy expression of his face is absolutely baffling to you. "Wha-..Law, what just happened?" you stutter. He looks at you bemused. "You just told me to kiss you", he whispers with the most seductive voice you can imagine, "I was happy to fulfill your wish", he mimics your previous motion by pointing at his own mouth. As he does this, he is feeling the rice in his face and his eyes widen.
"You have a little bit of rice there is what I wanted to say..." you explain.
For a moment he is just staring at you, wide eyed. With a quick movement, he shoves the grains into his mouth and turns a velvet red. He jumps up from the chair and with a mumbled "sorry" he leaves - and turns around, almost stumbling over his own feet, to grab his shirt. With the garment held tightly in front of his bare chest, he flees from the kitchen and out of your sight.
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fruitzfloral · 2 months
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Happy Valentine’s Day! 🍫💖
Bepo wants to give you a heart plushie so you better accept it!
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fangirl-lilith · 2 years
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Licensed therapy polar bear
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Here is the art from the new cover without all the lighting and background! Oh yeah, and forgot to mention: be expecting a playlist or two this week!
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shallowoak · 4 months
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Rosinante & Law We're brave and strong and weird and clever!
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animelover20 · 7 months
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Im laughing at the fact that when law proposed an alliance he was so blissfully unaware of what he was getting himself into 😂😂
BUT WAIT IT GETS BETTER🤣
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THIS IS PROBABLY LIKE 10 MINUTES LATER AND BBYGIRL IS REGRETTING HIS LIFE CHOICES🤣🤣🤣
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HIS FACE GETS ME EVERYTIME ANYWAY CURRENTLY LMAO
ALSO TODAY IS BBYGIRLS BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!
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mandiemegatron · 9 months
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ꜰᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴡᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ
A Trafalgar Law/YN mini ficlet ✨️💖
Rated: G
Fluff, slow romance, Law being annoyed that he has emotions.
A/N: A lil gifty-poo for my friend @baka-tsuki - I hope you have a better night bestie and I hope you enjoy this lil treat 👀✨️💖
We love soft Law in this household! I hope you all enjoy 🥺💖✨️
Header by @baka-tsuki / @baka-tsuki-2 💖
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The first time Laws skin brushed yours, it was like a spark had run through his fingers as he handed you a cup of tea, crawling up his entire arm until the tingles settled at the back of his neck. You didn't notice how the tips of his ears burned, and he breathed a soft sigh of relief when you turned away. He locked himself in his office the rest of that night, his face buried in his hands as an irritated huff left him every once in a while.
Annoying.
The second time, your shoulders had bumped each others as you leaned on the railing up top, enjoying the last few moments of sun shine as it set for the day. He knew you loved sunsets, always finding you watching the sun fall into nothingness every time the sub was ascended and somehow found solace in spending those quiet moments with you.
His heart skipped a beat as you sighed, an almost lost look on your face as the sun finally disappeared beyond the waterline, looking up at him with a small smile. It skipped again as you thanked him for staying; he was unable to return the smile but gave a short nod instead, basking in the grin you gave in turn.
Incredibly annoying.
The third time, you'd stumbled into his office, holding your bleeding left shoulder. Your knees hit the ground and he was out of his chair in a flash, gently yet firmly grasping you by the uninjured shoulder.
"Y/N-ya, what the hell happened?!"
He hated how his voice cracked, shock and worry slipping through the cracks in his skin as he flew into doctor mode. He didn't even give you a chance to respond as he summoned a room, the both of you disappearing in a blue bubble and ending up in the infirmary.
He helped you up onto a table, making quick work to scrub his hands as speedily as possible at the sink before rushing back over to snap on his medical gloves. He gently removed your bloodied hand, giving a low huff as he examined the damage.
"O-one of the boilers had a leak- I didn't move in time- OUCH, mother fucker, can you not?!"
He glared down at you as you snapped at him, his thumb pressing a bit too roughly right on the border of your burned skin. You both stared each other down before you relented, giving a roll of your eyes before looking down at your dirtied work boots.
There was an excruciatingly heavy silence that hung around you both as he worked, his fingers practically flying over your skin as he disinfected and brushed a salve over the burn. You hissed and groaned, squeezing your eyes and hands into fists, fighting back another snark as you bit the inside of your cheek.
"You need to be more aware of your surroundings-"
Your head snapped back to him, and you gave him the darkest look you could, trying to convey that you already understood and felt stupid enough as it was. It took him a moment, but it clicked eventually, causing him to sigh with an air of annoyance as he reached for the gauze.
"... at least I'll have a cool scar?"
His eyes were wide as he turned back to you, unable to wrap his head around how quickly your attitude changed, an almost cheeky grin covering your features as your feet swung back and forth slightly.
"Woman, you are absolutely insane, did you know that?"
You gave a chuckle and shrugged, unable to keep the grin from your lips.
"Ah, but of course! It keeps the locals away."
Law couldn't stop the snort that bubbled up, rolling his own eyes as he began to wrap your upper arm and shoulder, his lips pressed into a firm line for a moment before he retorted,
"No wonder you fit right in. Apparently, I have a habit of adopting weirdos." His voice was almost mocking, though a joking tone made its way through easier than it had before. How he ended up here, able to make jokes with one of the most annoying yet cute people ever, perplexed and irritated him to no end.
Absolutely, incredibly annoying.
He had just finished cleaning you up, moving less than a space away as he snapped off his gloves, tossing them onto his tray when you suddenly grasped his one tattooed hand with your uninjured one, a gentle thumb brushing over his knuckles.
"You are the best doctor in the world," you gushed with a slightly smaller smile, giving his hand a gentle squeeze before letting it fall back to his side. Your cheeks burned as you finally looked up at his face, feeling your stomach flip-flop as his own cheeks flushed pink.
"Yes, I'm aware."
He internally smacked himself over the head, sighing with a huff as he ran the hand you didn't touch through his messy hair.
"... I, uh ... thank you."
You gave him a swift thumbs up and hopped off the table, quickly making your way to the doors as you threw over your shoulder,
"Anytime, boss. See you at dinner!"
Before he could respond, you flew out the doors the second you opened them, slight panic on your face as you booked it to your shared room with Ikkaku, ripping the door open and slamming it shut. Your back hit the door and you exhaled slowly, trying to calm your racing heart.
"Ugh, disgusting. Who said you could give me feelings, you rat bastard," you murmured to yourself.
The fourth time was that night, out on the deck once more as the sun slowly fell behind looming storm clouds. Law made his way to you and glanced over your wrapped shoulder, ignoring your sounds of protest as he gently poked and prodded.
"Oi, come on man, that sucks- ouch, Law!"
He stopped, his hands not moving from your skin though his eyes met yours, an unrecognizable look in his eyes. You rarely, if ever, called him his name. He decided then and there that he could listen to you say it over and over and never get sick of it.
"Y/N-ya, I apologize."
His voice was low, genuine in his apology as his eyes never left yours. His heart jumped when your eyes flickered to his lips, your own pressing into a thin line as you stared back up at him. It was only a few moments before you sighed softly through your nose, eyes closing as you leaned into him.
"I'm too tired to argue with you," You moaned out, the side of your face meeting his chest as he turned to hold you. He was stiff, an embarrassed look on his face as he thanked whatever gods were up there that everyone else had retired inside for the night.
As the sun finally disappeared, Law looked down at you, his gaze meeting the top of your head. After a moment, he gave a sigh of his own, his forehead meeting the top of your noggin as he finally began to relax. It felt so foreign, having a warm body in his arms and the feeling of warmth that filled his chest.
"We should go in," he murmured into your hair, unwilling to move or lift his face from your hair. His stomach flipped when you chuckled softly, pulling away enough to look up at him with an almost pleading expression.
"Can we just stay out here a little longer? Please?"
Your plea was so quiet, the sound almost not meeting his ears, and he couldn't fight back the small smile that washed over his lips as he relented.
"Alright brat, just a little longer."
Maybe... not that annoying.
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A/N: WEEE WELL, there we have it !!! It took me about 3 hours to write and beta so if there's any mistakes, it's cos I was stoned and missed it! 😂✨️💖
I hope you all enjoyed, please like and relbog if you did, we love a soft Law in this house 😭😭😭😭
Love you all, be good my little tangerines! ❤️
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swampstew · 7 months
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I didn't think I had to do something like this but I'm pretty fucking mad.
Don't be like this person.
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Not only had this person not voted on my book, or bookmarked it, idk if they followed me before I blocked them but I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't - my book LITERALLY HAD NO TAGS about Marco the Phoenix being in this book AND my rules about Kinktober 2023 explicitly said I was only writing for 5 blorbos on the bingo board, and this person still felt it was their personal responsibility to leave this comment.
Reader entitlement is a dangerous slope that has gotten progressively worse, and I am tired of being the victim of it, and I'm DEAD TIRED of seeing my writer friends receiving shit like this too. We PROVIDE FREE FICS - full stop. If your comments are anything less than thank you for writing about this character or thank you for even bothering to do this, SHUT THE FUCK UP.
I'm sorry to everyone else but I've HAD IT. I've seen too many of my friends get harassed and straight up bullied from readers who aren't appreciative of the fact that we churn out content for everyone's enjoyment just because it doesn't hit all the right spots for them specifically. If you want content that you don't see your favorite writers writing about - either write it yourself, or use your brains to google search the content you explicitly want instead of making it an author's problem. 
To those who silently/privately enjoy our works and support from behind your screens with a vote/bookmark/follow - I apologize profusely. You are not the problem and I am sorry to have deflated any excitement for an update and got this instead. I still plan to post tonight for Zoro. 
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