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Sacred Devotion - Trafalgar Law x Reader

Running around the halls, he ignored the blood that marred his entire body and the sound of people screaming and crying. He did not care for them. They were merely enemies that had wronged him and deserved to die more than anything. He would have every last one of them tortured and killed purely for fun at this point. 

It had all started days ago when one of his crew mates and companions had done something so stupid. 

Looking around the steel halls, all of them tried to work out what was happening. There was not a single person who did not sense a cruel threat lurking in the shadows. None of them liked the feeling and they were all trying to figure it out before someone got hurt. 

Feeling a rumbling beneath them, Y/N looked down at the floor to see small lines beneath their captain’s feet. Frowning, they stared at it for a second before they realised what it was. 

“No!” They shouted, and the crew turned to look at them confused right as they pushed their captain out of the way. 

The ground beneath them opened up like the heavens and they fell down into their own future hell. Before anyone else could follow the doors shut and Law’s eyes widened before he knelt down banging onto the door and trying to pry it open. 

Bursting through the doors, his eyes immediately spotted the person who had their head hung low and was shackled to a cross as if they were about to become a martyr for all to see. Burns, blood, bruises, so many different colours marked their body and he did not like the look of a single one of them. Instead, he was incandescent with rage. 

The guard from the corner immediately stood to his feet and Law held out his hand, "room - mes," the heart flew to his hand and the guard's eyes widened not understanding. Law grit his teeth together and looked up at the man with dark eyes. He wanted him to suffer in a thousand ways possible but he simply did not have the time. He crushed it without hesitation. "Shambles," the crushed heart switched places with Y/N and they fell in his arms so clumsily that it took him a second to get his grip on them. 

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Feeling a dull pain in their arm, Y/N slowly pushed open their eyes and allowed their head to fall to the side to see what was happening. There was a needle inside of it and the majority of their arms were bandaged so carefully and well. 

"You're back in the sub," a familiar voice called out, and they shifted their eyes once more to look at the figure that was sat in the corner. He was sat on a crate and leaning against the wall and his sword. His coat was hiding the lower half of his face and the hat the upper. They couldn't see his eyes. They did not care. Seeing that he was alive was enough for them to relax. 

Law gritted his teeth together and bowed his head ever so slightly, "what the hell were you thinking?!" He hissed standing to his feet and walking over to them, "tch- you weren't strong enough to take them on all on your own! Do you have so little faith in me that you thought I wouldn't survive a simple easy kidnapping! It was a stupid idea and I can't believe you've even made it this far by my side doing such horrid things!" He yapped, and they waited until he was done before they tried to push herself up but he used the hilt of his sword to push them back down, "why can't you ever just leave things alone?!" 

Watching over his angry face for another second, they sighed before allowing their eyes to close again, "I knew you'd find me," they admitted her voice hoarse and it was so clear they didn't regret a thing. 

"What?" 

"Maybe I did it because I have too much faith in you," they pointed out, and they reached out picking up his hand as he remained completely frozen. 

"You shouldn't have done it, y/n-ya. You could have died." 

"And I will do it again," they promised, "I'd much prefer I die a thousand times before you even get close to death." 

Sighing, he gently squeezed their hand before he placed his sword down so that it was leaning against the hospital bed. Reaching out with his free hand, he brushed back some of their hair that had gotten in their face. "You're a lot of trouble," he reminded and they smiled lazily. 

"But you like me really." 

"Sometimes I doubt it-" 

"Yes you do, you love me," they grinned their eyes dull and tired. 

Taking a moment, he released her and began to walk away, “get some rest y/n-ya, I’ll be needing my watchdog back to their full health.” 

Y/N smiled as they allowed their body to relax. They knew he’d happily die for them as well, perhaps they’d found immortality in their sacrifices for each other. Only time would tell. 

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Cold - Derek Hale

I tried to be gender inclusive, I apologise if I didn’t hit the mark with it. 

There was a hurricane. Rain smacked against the window and beat against in with an effort to break it, the one time the wall window wasn’t particularly appealing to Derek or y/n. Even though you weren’t in Beacon Hills or California anymore, you were both in a loft so similar to the one back home that you wouldn’t think you were in a completely different town. Due to the hurricane you’d moved the bed as far away from the window as possible and into a corner where if it shattered during the night the werewolf and your human self would be alright. 

A heavy branch being thrown against the glass made y/n jump awake and you quickly sat up, looking around to try and find the source of the noise their eyes soon fell on the fragile glass. It was the only source of light but due to it being late at night and the gloom which surrounded them it was unlikely that there would be any light at all. 

Seeing as there was no danger, Y/N settled back down into the bed pulling the duvet up and over your shoulders. It was so cold and it crept up their body like a thousand ants. Shivering beneath the sheets, you brought their knees up to their chest in hopes of conserving some warmth. The movement woke Derek up and he rolled over subconsciously to get more comfortable. 

As he did, his feet gently tapped against your own and the ice feeling which shot through him made him snap his eyes open. Lifting his head up, he glanced at the back of the figure’s head who had their eyes shut tightly. Reaching up, he pushed his hand against your cheek and the intrusion made you reach over and bat it away. 

“What are you doing?” You hissed in a confused and groggy tone. 

“You’re cold,” he pointed out, “really cold.” 

“Congratulations captain obvious.” You could hear him sigh but you were too bothered about figuring out a way to get back to sleep. It was harder now that you’d had the disruption. Within seconds he’d reached out and flipped you around so that you were facing his chest, “Derek,” you groaned out as he became the obstruction to your sleep. 

He wrapped his arms around your figure, pressing you closer to him and whilst he was being a pain you also couldn’t hide the fact that he was cosy. “I don’t want you getting ill in our own bed,” he pointed out his nose brushing against your forehead. 

“You’re very warm.” 

“See, you complain but you enjoy it,” he mused a small smile forming on his lips. Reaching out, you gently gripped onto his t-shirt to keep him closer as the effects of the hurricane slowly began to defrost. Everything was so peaceful and so safe in his grip. 

“That’s because you keep waking me up,” you muttered back. He pressed his lips to your forehead before snuggling his head into a more comfortable position. “I love you. Especially when you’re a breathing space heater.” 

You could feel the gentle chuckles rumbling through his chest as you pressed your head against him, “you know I love you to, y/n.” 

[loushroom]

Your fault - Derek Hale x reader

Staring out at all the different words the laptop screen said, she tried not to let the irritation overcome her. She'd been sat on the sofa with one leg thrown across the arm of the chair and the other one in a somewhat normal position. She'd been sat there all morning doing a collection of research since about three weeks ago she'd found out she was pregnant. There was a slight bump to her stomach but nothing noticeable or glaringly obvious.

Derek on the other hand was sat a short distance away with his nose in a book. He'd been confused at first and worried about the prospect of bringing a child into the world that seemed so full of anger and horror but the idea that he was going to have a baby was just too good to pass up.

"How dare you," y/n said and he looked up confused trying to figure out where it had come from. They'd been sat in silence for a few hours now and so for the sudden anger to simply come about he was puzzled.

"...huh?" He asked, trying to think of what he had done wrong. He'd done nothing that he wouldn't normally do. At least, he couldn't remember doing anything else.

Looking up at him, y/n spun the laptop around so that he would be able to see the screen although from the distance he was sat he couldn't see it regardless. That didn't matter in her little irritated head though.

"This pregnancy is gonna make my feet grow. I don't want my feet to grow." He could only stare at her even more baffled than he was before. What was happening right now?

"Er....okay?"

"This is your fault. My feet are a perfect size right now and now you're telling me they have to get bigger?" She asked with a scoff and he sighed pushing himself to his feet and walking closer.

"Move over," he urged, but y/n refused to do so. She was far too annoyed. Rolling his eyes, he wrapped his arm around her body pulling her up with ease - much to her protest- before he took a seat. Pulling her back down, she quickly landed on his lap. He quickly wrapped his arms around her whilst reading what was on the screen.

"You know, I'm sure your feet growing a size will be worth it when our littlest wolf is born," he mused his hand snaking around her stomach and her stomach dipped slightly.

"Hey, that's cold. And easy for you to say. You're not the one ruining your body," she reminded.

"No but I have to put up with you," he teased and she rolled her eyes; shifting to get more comfortable.

"You love me." She countered.

"Of course I love you. That doesnt make you any less a nightmare."

"It's still your fault." She added on as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Yeah, okay. I don't regret it though," he muttered allowing his head to rest on top of hers .

[loushroom]

Dating Derek Hale would include:

Him always being grumpy and you just not caring because whilst he looks like demon spawn you know he’s a softy

Him being over-protective and you getting annoyed (regardless of whether you’re supernatural or if you have good fighting skills or not)

You using him as a walking space-heater because both the loft and the bus station and the broken Hale house are absolutely FREEZING

You both fighting over how you sleep because you always do either: the front cuddle with your legs thrown over his and you both acting like your hugging (he likes to be holding you and you just like to be hugged), or you both fighting over who gets to be the big spoon because he wants to be the protector but you also like acting like a koala

You making him carry you up the stairs to the loft when the elevators broken because for some reason he’s on the top floor

You always stealing his clothes

Him having quite the healthy sexual appetite

Lots of car sex - like too much

Him preferring to be the more dominant one but he’ll switch it up and still enjoy it during sex

You always commenting on how stupid werewolf politics are and how medieval some of the packs are (cough cough the alpha pack)

Him getting jealous when you get other people’s attention in a romantic or sexual way (which you always politely turn down because we’re respectable people who respect our partners)

You teasing him on how he looks like he’s either walked out of twilight or grease for the first two seasons

You acting as pack parent and when you come back for the final episode and see that there are more sixteen year olds than just Liam you get really excited because they’re your adopted children

You stealing the whole duvet because Derek should have thought about that before he got freezing buildings

You having a good relationship with Peter because he’s actually just the best

You being concerned with Erica’s strange crush on Derek because like... she’s fifteen at the start... and he’s twenty-one... and there’s something fundamentally wrong with that

You pair generally being happy, toxic-free, and a badass power couple