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My token for @cherryblossom-chopper's Sweet Treats & Sweethearts Event -> (check out other collaborators & stories here!)

CW: Allusions to religious practices (as there's suggestion that Law was raised a Catholic during childhood)

A/N: Reader and Law are in a stage of their relationship where they already developed an intimate confidence in eachother & had shared parts of their past. There was another story route I drafted continuing where this left off, involving Law and reader encountering a street orphan reminiscent of himself for full-circle parallelism, but I omitted it for the sake of brevity. It could be a Pt. 2, though :) Thank you for reading! (p.s. the lone png I drew is at the end of the story)

Throughout the night, a warmth lingered in Law’s chest analogous to that of a fireplace in the heart of a blizzard, contemplating the woman who shared his bed. It was difficult for him to sleep, reflecting on a new depth of intimacy established between them after opening up about his late family last year, and he wanted to spend a few more waking hours imprinting her peaceful face into his mind. Although he eventually got some rest, he was unable to return to sleep after waking around 4:30 am, so he decided he could use the time to do something special for (Name), given that they’ve been too busy to properly celebrate Christmas in previous years. He recalled her mentioning a desire to distribute bags of cookies to the crew and possibly a few children they may encounter when they docked for Christmas Eve. Furthermore, he had a notion that (Name) insisted on making snickerdoodles this year as a step to restore a piece of his childhood in a happier light, so he wanted to thank her, in his own way.

Down the hall, an unconscious awareness of his missing presence roused (Name) awake. Her hands reached out to meet only plushness to her disappointment, but the warmth of her captain’s body still lingered in the sheets and around her body, as he had draped his blue cloak over her before leaving, so she would not be cold. “Did he have something urgent to do?” (Name) whispers to herself, slipping into the armholes. Finding their bedside pitcher near-empty, she thought to quickly head to the kitchen to refill it and to her surprise, Law was already there, still shirtless in black sweats, and rolling dough balls from batches of batter that they made yesterday based on what he could remember from his mother’s recipe. She watched in momentary awe as the surgeon’s hands deftly worked to produce uniform balls; it was like with every close of his glove, a perfect circle came out. However, to her amusement, Law was making the balls too big, where they would spread to be as large as a child’s face when baked, but maybe that was to compensate for Jean-Bart and Bepo’s size. Still, it was adorable that a perfectionist like Law could perform something with such meticulousness, yet overlook a tiny detail. Quietly setting down the pitcher as to not alarm him, (Name) made light footsteps towards her captain, before wrapping her arms around his torso, causing his skin to jump at the unexpected flush of warmth.

“Good morning, my Law-ve.”

A quiet sigh escaped from the curve of his lips at the cheeky nickname and he turned around in his lover’s arms to plant a kiss to her forehead as a form of ‘good morning,’ “I thought surprises were being reserved for Christmas Day, not Christmas Eve.”

“Well, you might be getting special treatment because I love you, but it seems like I’m not the only one with an eve of surprises,” (Name) hums into the strong of his back and gestures to a few trays of snickerdoodles Law had prepared for baking. Red dusts his ears, with the awareness of being caught settling in, but the sensation of (Name)’s arms drawing him closer into her embrace was enough to know that there was nothing to be shy about waking up early to do a favor for someone he cared for and opening his heart to her.

“Are you purposely being generous with the cookie sizes, or can your hands not help it?” she coyly smiles, giving a last nuzzle into his shoulder, before going to the cinnamon-sugar station to help roll the batches of un-embellished dough.

“What do you mean?”

“The cookies will be as big as Jean-Bart’s palm once they spread with the amount of butter we used.”

The surgeon’s mouth opened by instinct before closing, as light embarrassment washed over him. More than a decade passed since he last baked with his mother and Lami, so he knew there were small details he could have missed, but he assumed it would be during the ingredients stage, instead of the prepping stage. “We could dust more flour on top of them?” he suggests. However, (Name) assured him that there was no need, and they decided on baking the big ones in a separate batch apart from the smaller ones they’ll make for crew members who’d rather have a stash of smaller cookies to ration over the 12 Days of Christmas. In no time, the duo finished forming the last of the batter and found amusement in rolling the balls in cinnamon and sugar, while they waited for the first batch to bake. Along the lines of their discourse, Law began to tell (Name) a bit more about his childhood.

“When I was a kid, one of my schoolmates thought that ‘snickerdoodle’ meant ‘laughing fool,’ because the cookies were allegedly so delicious that they made you laugh like one,” he relates sentimentally, “I argued that it came from people confusing the cookie with Schneckennudeln, or German cinnamon buns literally translating to ‘snail noodle,’ since both resemble a round snail shell, and it evolved into a spat.”

(Name) laughs to herself, imagining a young Law adamantly debating his point with a poor frog dangling from his hand, “There’s logic in your arguments, so I’d think you’re both right.”

“Heh, I guess so. If we were in the same class at that time, I would’ve been a little hurt that you didn’t completely side with me,” Law casually baits, but any flusteredness that could have expressed itself in (Name)’s face was channeled through how she absentmindedly began rolling a dough ball around the cinnamon-sugar until an obscene amount accumulated around it. ‘Only Tony-ya could eat that,’ Law thought to himself.

“Are you suggesting that if we knew each other as kids, we’d already be together?” (Name) teases after gathering her composure. 

“Maybe. But that was a statement, not necessarily a suggestion, (Name),” Law smirks. He removed his gloves to brush a bit of cinnamon off her face, finding tenderness in the heat of her blush underneath his fingers. The two leaned in for a kiss and (Name) was thankful that she still had a clean hand to bring Law closer to savor the safety and affirmation radiating from his body that dissipated the cold embedded on her skin the longer he held her. But of course, the timer dinged just as she drew away to tell him she loved him.

Batch after batch went in and out of the oven, and the two went to work putting the treats that had cooled into bags. Thankfully, the bags (Name) bought were superfluous in both size and design, or else Law’s cookies wouldn’t have fit. 

“Let’s see if eating these really do make you laugh like a fool,” he remarks, when the last batch cooled enough for them to enjoy. Upon taking a bite, vivid memories of a lively white town, a universal familialism shared after Midnight Mass, a young him passing snickerdoodles around his parent’s clinic, and Lami asking to put ice cream between the cookies, flooded the surgeon’s mind. He could almost hear the horses’ whinnies that took him and his classmates on a carriage ride from their school to Flevance’s Christmas festival. Perceiving the subtle medley of emotions playing in his gray eyes, (Name) took his hand in hers in a comforting act.

“I’m ok,” he assured her with a peck to her forehead and allowed himself to smile at bygone memories. Law did not know where it began, but over time, sharing his past with (Name) somehow made it less painful; where betwixt tragedy and his former bitterness at the world, he was able to reminisce on the good memories he had in Flevance that he formerly buried away. 

(Name) leaned her head on his shoulder, until he was ready to recount his thoughts to her. Through his words, they traveled to the past where a gigantic pine tree donned in the colors of the aurora stood in a quaint town square and children helped their parents light the white candle of the Advent wreath after a heartwarming Christmas dinner. Yet the most moving aspect of his recollections she observed, was how his smile never left him since biting into the cookie recreated from his mother’s recipe. 

 “I think the people who named snickerdoodles were more confused than you thought, since they seem to make one smile rather than laugh,” (Name) jests, finding her lips in upturned company with her captain and the jolly rogers decorating his body.

“They probably used laughing powder in the old recipe,” Law dryly states, “Unless, we’re missing an ingredient.”

“Too bad we can’t ring up Buggy to ask if he has some on him,” (Name) shrugs in nonchalance, playing along, “But the cookies taste ok to you, right? I think we added the right amount of cream of tartar—“

“(Name).”

“Hmm?”

Upon lifting her head, (Name) broke into laughter seeing that Law had a cookie piece between his lips and began moving it in a beckoning manner towards her. The unchanged steely expression in his eyes, despite his actions, only made it more amusing. 

“I think you just made a breakthrough in snickerdoodle-ology, Dr. Trafalgar,” she sighs in an attempt to stifle her giggles. He feigned exasperation in response and moved the chunk with further impatience to emphasize his secondary intentions, until (Name) gingerly took his face between her hands and gently bit off a piece, making sure to keep their lips just a breath away. 

“We should go back to bed. There’s still a few more hours before docking.”

Law’s gray eyes flickered downward and did not relinquish his hold on (Name) when she shifted to get up, “Stay up with me for a while longer? Thinking about my family and Cora-san…I want to have some more time with you.”

‘Now I wonder why I’d need a batch of cookies to smile, when I have the Surgeon of Death?’ she thought to herself, before planting a gentle peck on his lips, “Of course…if it means being able to see you smile a little longer.”

-> A Law I illustrated depicting what he was wearing in the story for your pleasure, readers 🌹

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Announcement - Hiatus

After reflection, I’ve decided to put this blog on indefinite hiatus. I won’t say too much about what led to this decision for the purpose of grace, but I’ve had previous plans to make a fresh slate to rediscover why I love One Piece in the 1st place, re-tap into creative inspiration, and re-engage with other interests I have, and I feel that this is the right time to go through with it.

I will complete the Christmas Sweet Treats & Sweet Hearts Collab with other talented creators in the fandom, but that will be my last post on this account or made somewhere else.

If you would like to reach out to me elsewhere, that is alright, but please know I may be more reserved in my interactions. I can’t bring myself to deactivate this blog, given that some nice memories and works that I’m very proud were made here, so it will remain up for archival purposes. My sideblog will still be under the same name and I will be there and elsewhere, but no longer active on this account after December.

Thank you to everyone who supported this blog thus far and I am glad to have had the pleasure to share my art with you for the past 1.5 yr. I greatly appreciate the time and kindnesses you generously provided me here & please take care of yourselves out there. —M. 🌹

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Sweet Treats & Sweet Hearts Collaboration

These talented creators have come back together for another collaboration. I'm hosting this time and I've proposed a sweets themed event. This time of year I spend a lot of time baking with my family. It's always been really important to me, so we're going to share a little bit of that love with you!

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▸Cinnamon Roll Stakeout by @cherryblossom-chopper

➥Usopp x reader; cinnamon rolls

▸A Slice of Heaven by @the-witch-of-one-piece

➥Marco x reader; pineapple upside-down cake

▸Blueberry Flavored by @boa-h

➥Niji x reader; blueberry muffins

▸A Batch for a Smile by @simpforroses

➥Law x reader; snickerdoodle cookies

▸Sweetness in Winter by @jazimetoad

➥Rosinante x reader; peppermint ice cream

▸Sweeter by the Dozen by @starrybrujita

➥Katakuri x reader; gingerbread donuts

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To see more work we've done together, check out our Fairy Tale Event hosted by @boa-h

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Thanks for the tag @tobioclub & @jazminetoad (the 1st 2 songs I think of for ‘J’ is Just Dance by Lady Gaga or Just Close Your Eyes by Story of the Year XD) ❤️🌹

S - Shinsekai (新世界) / DISREIGN

I - Inside of Me / VAMPS ft. Chris Motionless

M - Mirror, Mirror ( Rus title: Мира Мало ) / T-Killah ft. Victoria Daineko

P - Persona Grata / Kamijo

F - Falling / The GazettE

O - On My Side / Demon Hunter

R - Rainy Day / Ice Nine Kills

R - Rainbow in the Dark / Dio

O - Obezoruzhena (Обезоружила) / Polina Gagarina

S - Sakura Sacrament (桜サクラメント) / DIAURA

E - Everlasting / Morrigan

S - Still Beats Your Name / Killswitch Engage

I listen to a lot of songs that start with T or D, so sorting through my different playlists was a journey, especially for ‘O.’ The visual kei ones were easy though 😂

Tagging: @fireflykaizoku, @starrybrujita, @gabrielasalazar18, @friendly-kaiju, @boa-h, @daeryn (no pressure!)

Tag game

i made my own post bc the original was getting long! i was tagged by both @roastedsoup and @torotits. 

RULES

spell out your url with song titles that start with each letter (i hope that makes sense) then tag as many mutuals as you have letters in your url! ok here we go

american beauty/american pyscho - fall out boy

touch-tone telephone - lemon demon

honey this mirror isn’t big enough for the both of us - my chemical romance

one step closer - linkin park

uma thurman - fall out boy

seven nation army - the white stripes

american idiot - green day

nothingtown - the offspring

don quixote - pencey prep

better than me - the brobecks

liar liar (burn in hell) - the used

ambulance - my chemical romance

cubicles - my chemical romance

kick me - sleeping with sirens

welcome to the black parade - my chemical romance

heaven help us - my chemical romance

i don’t care - fall out boy

the five of us are dying - my chemical romance

early sunsets over monroeville - my chemical romance

church - fall out boy

all the angels - my chemical romance

razzmatazz - i dont know how but they found me

dear maria count me in - all time low

stay frosty royal milk tea - fall out boy

and now i will tag people!! i don’t have 24 mutuals, so i’ll just tag some. absolutely no pressure, and anyone whom i didn’t tag is welcome to participate!! @cherricolaaa @gentles-and-ladymen @egaliteliberte @gohard-or-gohomo have fun!

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A Rebirth’d Alliance is Rigging Up to Set Sail Soon 🏴‍☠️ : HCK Alliance (Heart-Charlotte-Kid Pirates)

Michelle - @simpforroses

Crew: Heart Pirates

Fun Fact: After losing her family to slave poachers, who were more than happy to take Hairong refugees as slaves, she wounds up being adopted by a detective & adopts his trade. She is the wielder of the Yume-Yume no Mi

Star - @starrybrujita

Crew: Charlotte (Big Mom) Pirates

Fun Fact: She found her way to Whole Cake after escaping from Punk Hazard as an experiment, given she’s a Stellarian—cousins to the Lunarians. During her time there, she works as a pastry chef under Big Mom & has a love for conchas

Lari - @fireflykaizoku

Crew: Kid Pirates

Fun Fact: She fell into the Kid Pirates after encountering them while trying to escape from a slave auction on Sabaody. Her assertiveness allows her to keep up with her captain and she gets along well with the crew with her love for glam rock

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Sleepy

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*throws old post from twitter on the ground and runs away* i still really like this cora.

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No, I definitely remember. This is what law was wearing during punk hazard.

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Sneak Peak for something sweet coming your way!

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I am beyond words and awe at the intricateness of @mitsunanako’s gorgeous art for my commission request! 😭♥️🌹Thankfulness would be insufficient to express how much I appreciate the EXQUISITE work she put into this & her sheer talent! Seriously, it looks like a professional manhwa cover & I can’t help but smile everytime seeing how beautifully my Mafia AU “Sound of Syndication” came to life!! All the attention to detail, from the roses, feathers, cages, colors, etc. just make my artist heart scream for joy (**will proceed to internally scream for the rest of the year)😭❤️❤️🌹

‼️👉Go check out her STUNNING & FANTASTIC josei-style art or, if interested, take a look at her commissions on her Linktree on her Twitter HERE or on Instagram

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A thank you doodle for @xang-yyumi for doing an awesome job on my commission request! (I can’t necessarily post it here for certain reasons) But you can check out her page for art or commissions if you’re interested! ♥️

( ➡️ I thought I’d post Lady Dimitrescu here, since I’ve finally found a brush that fits my style & I’m happy how it turned out!)

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I LOVED this!! 🤩❤️❤️🌹 Law looks so cool in his dress shirt and the coat over his shoulder! 🤩 I love how the cityscape looks like a moon behind him and the way you rendered the coins and jewels is phenomenal! You did a great job & I’m glad your midterms went well! Thank you so much for drawing my request and the super adorable chibi too! 🥺❤️

Hello, I hope you are doing well! For your request ideas, may I suggest Law as yakuza playing with a gold coin from his collection? Thank you & all the luck with your midterms! 💙🌹

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☝️(us at the mall) Rosi’s house alarms, Cavendish being our kingdom’s ally and helping with our prom, and Madame Vogue designing our dresses with demands is already too fun 😂 I love it!

so happy to be working on high school and princess protection au with the girlss! @simpforroses @starrybrujita

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nobody move, there's blood on the floor

and i can't find my heart.

i drew this without thinking of the thundercat song, but when i finished, it reminded me of it!

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Finished commission for @starrybrujita 💖🍩

This was such an adorable concept stemming from our GLH AU & I beyond enjoyed bringing your vision to life with customizing the motorcycle, along with the background! (brings me back to Hot Wheels & acrylic painting days 😂) Thank you so much for commissioning me and trusting me with your concept, my friend! I appreciate it! ❤️

🌹For more: Digital Art Commissions | Traditional Art Commissions

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Commissions Open (0/4 slots)

Halöle, guys!! 😉 I'm opening commissions this month with 4 slots available. Please check out the pics above for the prices and TOS. You can DM me if you're interested or for further questions. 💖