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Gift (Law x OC)

****Gift****

🐅Law 🐅

Title: Staring at the Stars.

Couple: Law x Aria

Word Count: 254

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Aria smirked watching Law as he was his eyebrows scrunched together. There was something so amusing seeing how serious he took this little game. She loved seeing the way his eyebrow twitched, and he murmured under his breath every time the other members characters acted away he didn’t approve. He couldn’t eye the scowl on his face as he glared at Penguin.

“Are you sure you want to Megan to run into door?”  he spoke. Aria could see the brain a vain twitch. He was struggling so hard to control his temper on this, “Megan is only a wizard and she doesn’t roll on high in strength,”

“Yes,” Penguin said also seeing the stress he was causing his captain. He chuckled. Also finding it amusing. The only person in the whole campaign that was giving him the little problems was Bepo. His giant paws over his face chuckling at the madness.

“I have enough strength, I will throw her,” Aria said. She watched as the vein she had being keeping an eye about to bulge out. His sharp golden narrowed at her, she could almost see every thought running through his mind.

“I hate you,” he growled. She knew it wasn’t true. He was enjoying the madness of his campaign standing up and she gave him a small peck on the side of his temple.

“I love you too,” she teased.

Law sighed before staring at her, it was obvious what he wanted. She leaned down and gave him a kiss on the lips.

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Staring at the Stars (Law x OC)

****Gift****

🐅Law 🐅

Title: Staring at the Stars.

Couple: Law x Melisca

Word Count: 283

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“I have to show you something,”  Law told the woman as they were getting ready for bed. He had spent time wandering the island exploring places while his crew was gathering items for the ship.

Melisca raised a delicate eyebrow unsure what Law wanted to show her. He wasn’t one that was impressed with a lot of things. Unless it was opening up and exploring the human body or a new coin for his collection She couldn’t imagine she would be much excited for whatever Law wanted to show her, but still she was a bit curious.

“Okay,” she shrugged.

The heart crew watched as their captain lead Melisca out of the tang they couldn’t help but cheer a little have their own celebration.

“I hope it is somewhere romantic,” Bepo said knowing how awkward his captain was with romance. He watched as they disappeared between the foliage in the forest.

“Don’t worry,” Penguin said crossing his arms over, “I though him everything he needs to know,”

“That isn’t very comforting,” Shachi joked, “but I think he got everything handled,” he watched where his captain and Melisca once stood and smiled. He had a good feeling.

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Rummaging through the forest, Law found his place he found earlier. A small cliff that overlooked the stars, where no lights of the village hit and the only light was the moonlight.  There was a small rock formation in the middle of the water shaped like a heart.

Melisca couldn’t help but gasp, it was a world like no other.

“Beautiful,” Law said talking about her. He stared at the stars taking in her laugh.

“Yeah,”  Melisca said leaning her head on his shoulder.

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Dancing in the Moonlight (Law x OC)

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🐅Law 🐅

Title: Dancin in the Moonlight

Couple: Law x Jean

Word Count: 229

For: Mango

Law watched Jean. She was standing on the shallow pound she was watching the full moon. It reflected on the water; it was a romantic view. He could feel his heart hammering hard in his chest as he watched her, his cheek resting on his fist.  She looked so beautiful, he couldn’t get over it.  He had been so lucky to have someone like her.

The pale moonlight couldn’t hide her figure, she looked so….perfect. He watched her as she moved around, music playing in her head. He stood up as she moved swaying her body gently as he moved her arms following the rhythm. He couldn’t’ help but smile a small chuckle escaping his lips, she turned to him, water picking up from under feet, the droplets twinkling under the moonlight creating an almost angelic effect.

She smiled at Law catching him off guard, “Dance with me,” she whispered reaching her hand out to him. Law paused a bit before he reached grabbing her hand and they began dancing under the moonlight together.

He couldn’t help but fall for her smile once again as he held her in his arms and tried keeping up with her movement as they danced together in the moonlight and he couldn’t help but fall for her all over again. He held her closer as they spun together, “I love you,” he whispered.

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Nightmare (Law x OC)

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🐅Law 🐅

Title: Nightmare

Couple: Law x Shirayuki

Word Count: 299

For: Viv

Shirayuki woke up suddenly, she stretched her body the weight of the night still upon her. She licked her lips, her throat feeling dry she was upset, she had been woken up from a good nap. Stretching her arms she touched her tail fixing it before standing up. She was going to get water for her parched throat.

Her feet hit the metal floor of the Polar Tang. She walked down the narrow hallway familiar by now heading towards the kitchen. She saw the familiar door of her captain through the corner of her eyes. Shut he was fast asleep she could hear his steady breathing.

Hitting the kitchen she poured herself a glass of water. She was still feeling tired, her body moving sluggish through the kitchen. She felt a little refreshed after drinking the water before she began her long walk down the hallway to her room.

She paused when she heard groaning, a sound she didn’t hear when she first walked down. She paused her eyes watching Law’s door. He was having labored breathing. Her ears picked up she walked over to the door slowly creaking it open.

Law was breathing heavy; his body twisted in his sheets and his face in pain. He was having a nightmare.  She would have to wake him up. She hated seeing him so much pain. She shook his shoulder he woke up with a start and stared at her. Covered in sweat and panting he took her in, feeling some sort of comfort seeing her.

Moving on his bed he made room no words needed to be said. No words needed be said, she took her place next to Law as he wrapped his arms around her and she did the same, and both fell into a comfortable sleep.

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Posted with permission. All the credit goes to wonderful artist/author, not me. Thus, please do not edit/repost this article without permission.

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Do you think Law is ambidextrous?

So after receiving a few replies on this, and such, I went and studied to get some information to better understand if this headcanon can hold.

I got interesting messages saying that using both hands is common for a surgeon (Something I admit I wasn't familiar with or knew). After going back and researching online, I found out that being ambidextrous is a learned skill and a few people can learn it (and not naturally born like I once thought). While not everyone can become ambidextrous, they can become mix-handness, a skill where you can use one hand for one set of skills, and the other for another, but you still use your more dominant hand. We can argue Law is that as well.

And taking into account his parents were both famous doctors in the city, we can also chalk it up that they had Law learn the skill to use both hands from a young age. We can only speculate.

He often holds his sword in his right hand and uses his Devil Fruit power with his left. But we see him switching from time to time, but at the same time if he is always holding his sword in his right hand, he has to be proficient with his left hand.

But we also see him using his right hand at times to control his Devil Fruit. (Granted these are pictures from Treasure Cruise but the game follows Canon)

Just food for the thought as I think about Law

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Yes

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"If Itachi had lived and not become a rogue ninja he'd have become the Hokage."

Nah, bro would've become a Michelin star chef.

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Comparing Laws peepee to zounishas Trunk…

Someone on TikTok mentioned that in Chapter 21 of One piece Pary it‘s mentioned that Law is hung.

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Can I please request a yandere scenario with who's who, katakuri, and king where the readers little sister/brother keeps trying to rescue them

🦉Who’s-who🦉

Word Count: 265

He watched from the safety of the shadows as your brother tried to rescue you again, he was doing everything his power to get to you. Asking people around, he had made the foolish mistake of asking the man that had stolen his sibling why they slept. He looked at the worn out picture faded with age and use.

You looked younger in the picture happier; he watched the desperate plea in your brother’s eyes. He was also in the picture, younger, happier, healthier. Now the boy was looking well-worn face. He looked older than he should for his age, his clothes torn and worn out, and his shoes almost gone from the amount of miles he walked in them.

Who’s-who pulled out is cigarette from his lips and blew at the young’s man face, “Never saw them before,” He lied watching the young boy cough. He was shopping for you, went searching for you book as a reward and was heading home.

“Please,” the boy said between coughs, “They are my sibling, I miss them,” tears were running down his cheek.

Who’s-who sighed again annoyed he had to remove that bit of hope. He blew another puff a of smoke at the young man’s face before hitting his solar plexus knocking the wind out your brother, “Give up searching for them,” he said, “or risk ending up dying,” He kicked the young man on the head who was on his knees trying to gasp for breath.

Who’s-who smirked he wasn’t going to give you up. You were his and the boy had to know.

🍩Katakuri🍩

Word Count: 259

She was close to you, she had been searching for her older sibling for a long time, being a stow away in pirate ships or asking the marines to take you to the next island. The vivre card kept pointing at her in the right direction, did she finally hit a strange island.

There was an eerie feeling in the air she wandered around looking for her sibling asking pictures and about her sibling. They smiled, a few people didn’t know but a few people knew who her sibling was and pointed her the direction of a castle but with a vague warning to run not get near the castle and leave everything be.

She could only frown, she was going to save her sibling. She glanced at the vivre card would burn or go close to going out before jumping back to normal like nothing had happened. She frowned walking towards the castle unaware someone had been watching her. She felt boney arms reach around her  ankle before she found herself in this weird world surrounded by mirrors and you standing there.

You glared at her, “Leave now,” you said glaring. You followed your comment with harsh words before you ran to attack.  She didn’t notice your tears, as she dodged your attack before the same hands wrapped around her throwing her out.

She watched your tears and a strange man wrapping his arms around you pushing you close. She was unaware that you gave up your life,  you would be Katakuri’s prisoner in exchange for her life.

👑King👑

Word Count: 300

He held your brother in the dungeon, King walked around him and scoffed at the bravery of your brother. You were chained near the wall there to watch, he wanted you see what happened if you dare decided to run away, there was no where safe for you to run. Anybody that dare help you would be tortured.

You watched helplessly trying your best to save your brother. You had only a bit of hope when you saw brother for the first time after years of not seeing him. He was in the middle of picking the lock from the chain around your ankle before he was knocked out sliding across the floor. King grabbed you his eyes staring down at you, you knew you messed up, knew you were in trouble but your  brother had nothing to do with this.  You had to beg King not to hurt your brother, but your words were in vain.

He dragged you down the hall, with your brother down to dungeon.  You could only whimper feeling helpless as he took a seat next to you petting your hair as he waited for your brother to wake up.

“Your mine,” he said, “All mine,” he brushed his fingers through your hair. When your brother woke up. He began torturing your brother. You had to close your eyes begging King to let him go before he walked to you covered in your brother’s blood, “You are mine,” he said. He kissed your lips; he found something oddly satisfaction seeing your ridden face. How much control he had for you.

He began walking away, dragging your brother’s limp body away . He didn’t kill him, but this was a warning. You couldn’t hide anywhere and if you did he would kill all those you love.

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Shanks Taking Picutures of Fem!Reader.

🍶Shanks🍶

Word Count: 1735

Warning: Sexual tension, hinted Sexual themes.

“You may now kiss the bride,” the priest said. The photographer began snapping several shots of the beautiful bride and groom while they shared the first kiss. He couldn’t help but smile, seeing the beautiful couple, who were about to start their new life, a new adventure together.  He couldn’t help but be envious and stared at the couple, snapping the perfect shot as the sun was setting, before turning to his assistant.

She was also watching the couple, her face twisted in a weird look, something he couldn’t decipher, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, pushing her closer and winked at her, “Beautiful Wedding,” he said. Honestly, he was trying to get a reading on her wanting to figure out if she was also interested in getting married.

She had been his assistant for a few years now, and he got attached to her; he had fallen for her laugh and her own jokes, and she managed to keep up pace with his team in energy and personality. She also had her own edge to her that was unique only to her. And she was beautiful, capturing the interest of other love rivals, he knew he had to be careful.

 He found himself staring at her as she was all dressed up, her hair done up. He could feel his own heart hammering hard in his chest every time he stared at her in her direction. His mind kept wandering as he kept thinking such inappropriate thoughts as he took in her figure, he was curious about what was under her dress, wanting to unzip the back of her dress, and place his hand on the small of her back. He wanted to lick her neck, taste her lips. He was honestly curious about what her lip balm tasted like. He sighed, shaking dirty thoughts away from her, and snapped more pictures of the bride and groom while they walked down the aisle.

“I would love to have a wedding in the future,” she said, picking up the tripod and other props the couple wanted in their photo. “If I find the right man,” she turned and smiled at him. The last of the sunlight was disappearing past the horizon, casting a halo around her, giving her such an angelic glow. He raised his camera and snapped a picture of her. He wanted the picture of her to save when she looked like an angel.

“When do you think you will find the right man?” he questioned. he began messing with the camera settings again as he snapped pictures of the guest. He wanted to know if she had met such a man, if there was such a person who stole her heart. He had wanted to win her heart, but he worried that if he confessed his own desire for her, he would ruin his friendship with her. But at the same time, he was curious if it was own selfish desire for her to be his.

“I think I found him,” she said, keeping the air about her still mysterious, “but I am waiting for a confession from him,” she laughed and gave him a wink before walking away.

He frowned. This was news to him completely as he watched her walk. Rage was building inside of him, and jealousy coiled inside his heart. He was pissed but most of all broken hearted. She broke his heart with a few simple words. He was curious, who was this mysterious man was that stole her heart away. He wanted to fight that man, steal her heart back for himself, but worried she would hate him.

He would snap pictures of the bride and groom throughout the night, he was hardly said anything to his assistant through the night. He could feel her eyes on him, and she read his mind, handing him everything he needed when he needed it. He would stare into her eyes every once in a while, curious who would hold her at the end of the aisle, kissing her delicate lips. He was still curious about what she tasted like.

“Do you have someone in mind?” she asked smiling him while he snapped a few pictures of the couple as they shared their first dance. He had been quiet after their conversation, only occasionally making a few jokes with her about the people or the food.  He even commented on the music, liking the beat of a new song that had come out this year. The conversation was normal but stiff. He was trying to be normal, but he kept seeing the woman he loved with another man.

“I have thought about getting married,” he admitted. Honestly, he hadn’t had the thought of getting married till he met her. “But I am still so young,” he winked at her. He was thirty-eight years old, pushing thirty-nine in a few months, but his age and marriage never bothered him. He stared at her, trying to read her face again, but she continued smiling at him before turning to watch the bride and groom as they were about to end their slow dance.

They looked at one another with such soft expression, so loving, so involved with one another. He was feeling a bit envious of the couple, as he imagined dancing with his assistance. His hands were on her slim body, feeling how she curved with his body. He watched her, snapped a picture of his assistant once again, the beautiful twinkling lights hanging from the gazebo surrounding her and reflecting in her eyes looked like stars. He found himself staring at her and snapped pictures of her while she wasn’t looking. 

He wanted these pictures, these moments in life saved; she looked so beautiful. He was curious what man would steal her heart. He was thinking of the man again; he was being a pitiful, jealous man.

“I think the wedding is almost over,” she turned to him and smiled. It was true that the wedding was almost over, and Shanks had been snapping pictures of the guest and a picture of a child running around as well as the couple. He would snap the most intimate moment of the couple, the way the groom looked at his bride, and how the bride smiled at the groom.

“I think they are done with us,” he began packing his things and reaching for a bottle of sake. He had stopped himself from drinking several times, not wanting to be drunk at work.  He watched the woman he loved as she grabbed her own plate of food. She still looked so elegant, her hair was still in place, showing the nap of her neck. He wanted to lick her neck, leave fresh marks on her skin, to see her neck red and purple with his marks. Him claiming her. He shook his head, “I can remove this tie,” he joked.

They walked towards the gazebo. He didn’t notice her eyes on him. He loosened his tie, stretching his neck, shoving his fingers between his neck and tie began removing his tie and unbuttoning the buttons of his top. His tie undone and sitting on his shoulder, he stretched yawning, “I think I took good pictures,” he said, brushing his fingers through his red hair, showing off the three scars on his right eye.  She could feel a faint blush and looked away. Carrying both their plates, helping him set up a spot for them to sit.

Under the gazebo again, with the flashing lights that looked like stars.  She set up his plate and took a seat across from him.

“Thanks, ___(Y/N)__,” Shanks said. She helped him; she was always helping him by being his perfect assistant. She read his mind, knowing what he needed, and she was holding stuff for him with a lack of an arm.

“I am always here for you,” she said, taking a bite of the food the bride had provided. She smiled at him, and Shanks could feel his heart hammering hard in his chest before he took a swing of sake.

“I would like that,” they continued their conversation and such. He would forget the man who stole her heart.

“I always imagined a wedding with you,” she finally said as the night was starting to wrap up. Everyone was leaving only the staff. The moon hovered over the horizon, creating such dim, beautiful light.  Shanks spat his drink and stared at her. She looked so beautiful in the moonlight.

“What,” he choked. He stared at her, watching her standing, he wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt, and began coughing. He was taking in her figure, watching her, while she slowly began walking towards him.

Was she drunk? She did drink more alcohol than what she normally would she drink. She had been staring at him the whole time they spoke. Her own mind running wild with desires, such running her fingers over his muscular form and feeling his body with her fingertips. She wanted to feel his muscles on her chest. Lick her tongue on his six pack every time she had such dirty thoughts, she would drink her sake, chugging several bottles.

“Are you drunk?” Shanks questioned as he watched her slowly crawl on top of him. He could feel her body heat, take in her sweet scent. Even though he was having a hard time fighting such thoughts.

“A little,” but even he wouldn’t take advantage of her.  “But I do love you,” her hands went to his chest, her fingers spreading under his shirt.  He couldn’t ignore the beating heart; his chest was hammering hard, and he was sure she could feel it. “You smell so good,” she grabbed his loose tie and kissed it. He placed his hand on her waist.

“I like you too,” he whispered, his lisp brushing against her. “Let’s continue this conversation when you are sober,” he said. He was looking at her beautiful eyes, taking in the glazed look before she fainted in his arms. He smirked, feeling satisfied before he made her more comfortable on his lap. His head rested on his shoulders, leaning on the chair. He stared at her, brushing his fingers on her cheek, “I am lucky to have won your heart.”

He had been jealous of himself. He chuckled a bit as everyone was leaving and the lights slowly turning off, leaving only the moon and stars as their only light.

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Also still fond of this one. From 2022, and it was a birthday or Christmas present for one of my brothers <3

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Anbu shenanigans

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hello hot stuff

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Those seemingly endless waits in hospitals….

(I saw a picture of Chris Evans with a kid, and all I could see was Corazon and Law….)

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Those are some deep coffee starings Captain...

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It's time to ride