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awlayt · 1 year

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One piece men reacting to you sitting on Thier lap in a Public setting, while wearing a skirt and you telling them you are not wearing any panties on

Characters: Trafalgar law,Sanji,Luffy,Rob Lucci, Eustass kid

Tags: smut drabbles,finger fucking,teasing, degradation,not proofread so excuse my mistakes plz, afab!reader in mind

Law

He is first bit shocked, a flustered mess actually. He thought you were Begin your cute self only to do that to him. His tattooed fingers are so tempted to test if you are truthful or not. He doesn't want anyone else to see him bury his fingers in your pretty cunt, yet. You made him do this. He needs to make sure you are not joking,so you better not make a noise.

"(Y/n)-ya. You really can't do this. What if someone saw you like this?" He whispers to your ear in a fake scolding tone, while his hand sneakily moves under your skirt,his tattooed finger teases your folds, and he slightly chuckles as he rests his chin on your shoulder, removing his hand away from your core and letting it rest on your thigh. "Naughty...guess we have to find somewhere private so I can help you put your panties back on," he mumbles to you, while his thumb trace a little circle on your thigh. "Can't have you walking around like that," he adds as he gets up, holding your hand and guiding you to some bathroom. From how lustful his gaze is,you doubt he will be helping you put your panties back on.

Sanji

He dies from a nosebleed. Rest in peace king. He was so excited that his ass forgot he was in public till you stopped his hand from reaching down the skirt, and he let out a little whimper of disappointment. "Oh, come on, my love..let me check" he tells you in a husky tone. Your cheek flushes in embarrassment. You were hoping to fluster him, not this overly horny reaction. You should have known better.

His hand finds its way under your skirt anyway, and he is so mesmerized by the fact you are actually saying the truth and the fact you are a bit wet too. He is at heaven. Yeah,yeah that must be it. He let his finger tease your slit slightly,just a teasing touch,while his thumb traced over your clitoral area so gently. "Want to see how far we can go before you want some privacy, my love?" Sanji whispers so huskily in your ear,making you feel shivers down your neck. You nod slowly; obviously,this is the best outcome for you after all.

Luffy

" Same " "what?" "I'm not wearing any boxers either,they get uncomfortable sometimes" "WHAT"

Literally clueless,till You yourself let your hand in his pants and his face redden a bit, his brain registering what you were trying to do by not wearing a panties as your hand warp around his dick so gently "(y/n)yy...I thought we weren't supposed to do this Infront of others" he whine to you and shush him "they don't need to know..." You say playfully,Luffy huffing ,not vibing with your teasing,he stop your hand "no,let me-" he literally shove his hand between your legs and start caressing your cunt so tenderly" No fun teasing me now huh?" He asks and you huffs grabbing his hand" Luffy They might see-" Luffy stop you with a kiss " you wanted it first yeah? so you better handle it " he tells you as his finger start pumping in your cunt so feverishly "let them see,I will fight them if they tried anything funny"

Rob lucci

He gave you an unimpressed glance ,you were almost disappointed, you look away,maybe you can go fuck with kaku or someone else,you could had more of a reaction with a Brick wall- you think, that till you felt his hands grabbing your thighs and keeping you on his lap,and then you feel something hard under you,you turn to look at him and he is looking at you with that sadistic gaze he always have when you misbehave

"Really?, Let me see then" he says with a stoic tone,he so shamelessly lift the skirt a bit up and you can feel the cold air hit your bare core,his palm moves to cover it as he let a thoughtful hum "tell me, what did you expect me to do when you decided to do this?'' he asks as he moves his hand slight ,his middle finger thrust into you so harshly earning a moan from you that cause few people to glance your way,you try to remove his hand from you,yet you couldn't even if you wanted " come on ,answer me..,no let me answer it Instead ,you wanted me to fuck you while everyone watched ,didn't you? Or were you just teasing me...ah I do expect the latter ,yet you know what happens when you tease me like this " he says with a Stern voice,his finger thrusting in your now dripping cunt,you are just closing your mouth with a hand to keep what left of your dignity "lucc-lucci stop please-i was just teasing you" you whisper so desperately trying to keep your moans low ,Lucci chuckles sadistically " yeah,figured it out...well here's the deal ,you cum on my fingers without making any noises,and I will stop, if you couldn't..then I hope you enjoy people watching, because I will be fucking you over this table"

Eustass kid

He will look at you with a questioning look as 'are you serious ' and you nod so proudly,you see his cheeks turn red and his chest puff up as his hand goes to under your skirt to see if you are fucking with him or not, spoiler alert,you are not ,Kid face turn into a little devilish smirk as instead of pulling his hand away,he start teasing your folds with his finger,and now it's your turn to have a flustered look on your face

"k-kid no touching now" you whimper so lowly that it cause kid chest to rumble with a deep chuckle "ah that's no fun shorty...you got your pretty cunt uncovered and you expect me to keep my hand to myself? That wound me ,you know me better" he says rather playfully,his finger slide so easily into your welcoming cunt,pumping in and out,hitting your g-spot so teasingly making you moan lowly,kid smirk only grow " here you go,such a pretty doll, couldn't wait for us to be alone huh? it's okay though,they can all watch,not like they will be able to touch your pretty cunt,it's all mine after all" he purr into your ear as he add a second finger into your cunt,making you moan even more,at least the only people in the room are the crew...they will soon be traumatized when they realize what you're both doing for sure

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whalesforhands · 17 days

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what’s yours is mine (10/?)

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pairing: geto suguru x reader x gojo satoru

You don’t know a lot of things, and you readily admit that. What you do know, is that the friends you’ve made aren’t something you will ever regret. Until your physical body weakens and becomes nothing, you’re more than happy to give your all until you wither away.

What’s yours can be theirs, too. They’re your friends, after-all. (Omegaverse AU)

“Betas, as we all know make up the main bulk of our world,” A circle is drawn around the ‘β’ sign, chalk flaking off as it taps against the blackboard. “But what about Omegas? Does anyone remember what the sign for it looks like?”

Silence. The lead of a pencil cracks when it’s unceremoniously dropped onto the floor, inciting the complaints of students that wanted to do anything but study.

“Amachi-sensei! Please don’t give us another surprise quiz…!” A student whose name escapes your mind sounds out, their hand raised into the air and a pout on their cheeks.

(You’re not really that close with any of your other classmates. Not even acquainted enough to remember their names…)

“Oh my, if you’re asking me like that I really don’t mind making one for all of you right now.” She huffs as she crosses her arms, shaking her head at the room full of her own students.

“Students must be prepared for anything, you know? A quick reminder doesn’t hurt!”

A collective groan and whines of complaints form a chorus of exasperated children.

“Always so excitable, aren’t you, kids?” Her tone is stale as her flats click against polished wooden floors, standing before the class as she adjusts her glasses. “But I’m reviewing this topic again for your sakes! This is your final year as an elementary student and now that you’re all 12,”

A clap of her hands together as she smiles, the apples of her cheeks blushed pink and the mole by her lip stretching out with her expression.

“It’s the year you present your secondary genders! I’m sure you’re all quite excited, are you not?”

Unfortunately for you, you didn’t quite catch any of that. Not one word managed to float into your attentive ears as Suguru flips through your textbook in your stead, inconspicuously making sure that it looked like you were at least following along.

You would be, if you weren’t so distracted.

“Today’s curse is cute too.” It really is. With flappy wings that looked too small for its body, a smooth, round and squishy body with wide, wide eyes that barely blinked—And the way it kept making little ‘chu!’ noises as it floated all around you. “It looks all blobby and chubby.”

(It’s a real wonder how it even flies. Maybe the laws of gravity don’t apply to cursed spirits.)

“You like it, right? I caught it just cause I thought you might.”

“Mhm. I like all the cute looking ones.”

Because Geto Suguru was one of those ‘cursed energy’ users, and Gojo Satoru had deemed him ‘capable’ enough, given what he had claimed to see through those pretty eyes of his that you’re too familiar with.

“Suguru’s different!” He’s huffing at you as he pokes at your cheek, jabbing the pads of his fingers into them as your head steams with all the information he had just dumped onto you in one fell swoop.

“He’s born with a technique and stuff. Real potential and everythin’.”

(Technique… The thing that people are born with and are supposedly meant to gain better control of as they grow older.)

“Bwut yuuu sfaid—“ He finally releases you. “Shoko doesn’t have a technique either…?” Or did you hear wrong? Was she able to officially learn this ‘Jujutsu’ because she did in fact have one? Or is she just special like Satoru because she’s rich too? Your head is really starting to feels like it was desperately trying to work cogs that haven’t been oiled in far too long.

It’s just not clicking.

“She’s different cause she’s like…” His eyes squint at you as your cheeks go back to being abused by hands that took too much interest in them. “Like a Band-Aid in Digimon.”

“But like a really, really weak Band-Aid and stuff. So she’s not a cure all like a Medicine. If ya go crazy in the head she can’t help.” You can see his grin grow all the more when he pulls at your cheeks and squishes them together.

“Hmph! Now she’s not as cool as ya thought, right?” He’s back to that proud smugness in his expression, eyes sparkly and so full of pride. “I still got the best one out of all of ‘em!”

(“So… She’s a like a Hyper Potion in Pokemon?” Just to put it in terms you understand better, anyway. Digimon’s tough.

“Hyper Potion’s too powerful. Treat ‘er like one of those super useless small purple ones that barely heal anything.”

“Those are supposed to only be good early game, though.”)

“Remember to ask your parents to sign your acknowledgment form for the checkup! Did everyone receive a copy?”

“Yes, Amachi-sensei!”

“Then class is dismissed— Don’t forget!”

It looks like Satoru wasn’t coming today either, it seems. Not even when third period rolled about and you were huddled up next to Shoko’s side as her head leans against your shoulder under the shade of the tree in the school courtyard, chatter in your ears and a yawn escaping your mouth.

(You think he must be really busy with his particular rich people stuff. You hope he’s at least eating well.)

Physical education was never your most favourite of classes. Partly because you just couldn’t seem to be good at anything that had to do with sports, and mostly because of all the sweat.

(And also, they separate the boys and girls. At least Suguru’s having fun playing basketball.)

“You have a pretty bad sense of smell, (last name)-chan! Maybe you’ll be a Beta?” Hayashi Yume is one of the few names that you actually do remember. A loud personality and openness to talking to everybody making it a breeze for her to get along with absolutely anyone.

Even you.

(When Gojo Satoru isn’t around, anyway. Suguru seems to think of her of a friend. Shoko too.)

There’s no fighting the most popular topic amongst the final year elementary students. No helping in the fact that this was all on each and everyone’s minds… But you just can’t really bring yourself to care.

“…what do you wanna be, Hayashi-san?” Just to change the topic away from you, away from this sudden spotlight that you don’t want. It was hard making a choice on this already… You don’t want to be ambiguous about it all over again should you be swayed.

“Oh, oh! I wanna be an Alpha, of course!” She gushes and squeals, hands on her cheeks and face alight with a blush so adorned with excitement. “My mother says it’s a one-way ticket to being successful in life! That’s why all the lead roles in movies are always played by ‘em!”

“Ehhh? But that’s just movies, though. Ya wanna be an actor or something?” Nishikawa Emi— You think. Hayashi-san’s best friend and possibly one of the few people in this school willing to talk to you despite your social circle.

You like her. She does the talking for you when you don’t know how to carry on— And you really like her nose bridge because it reminds you of your Saya-chan.

“N-No—“ A sigh, and crossed arms that finally loosen. “Fine, y-yea! I wanna be a famous movie star one day!”

(Hayashi Yume is really easy to read.)

“Pfft—“

“Stop laughing, Emi-tan!”

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’d rather be an Omega.” Nishikawa Emi nods to herself, her head tilted to the side, strong gaze flickering from her best friend to you and Shoko as her arms cross. “They got it really easy, no? Look pretty and they got any Alpha or Beta wrapped around their finger.”

“Eh…? Emi-tan, I thought fair-o-mones only affected Alphas and Omegas…?” Yume scratches at her head, her expression in clear confusion as she tries to recall the lesson they just had— Social Studies was always so difficult for no reason.

“Omegas are pretty enough to charm anyone, duh. My sister gave me a magazine and it was just full of pretty Omegas, and not even one of ‘em was ugly, so it’s gotta be true.”

“Huh…? Really…?”

(“(last name)-chan agrees.”

You think Nishikawa is right. Your Mama is super, duper, extremely heart-stoppingly beautiful. The prettiest around, even your Saya-tan would pale in comparison, and the old couple that lives across your home agree whenever you pop yourself through their gate to get the snacks they keep offering you.

“Mhm.”)

Only two out of three were mentioned to be positive. This must be what Amachi-sensei must have been talking about when she was going on about how there was a ‘bias’ and that ‘people don’t think everything can be equal’.

(Kinda makes sense now, you guess. But you’ll still keep true to your Beta favouritism. What’s so bad about being the most common? You would be able to fit in with lots and lots of people. Common interests save relationships! According to the daily advice channel, anyway.)

“Shoko, what do you wanna be?” It’s whispered and soft— Mindful of how she was quietly snoozing away on your shoulder as you feel her shift, hear her breaths shorten and her see her eyelashes flutter.

“Dunno…” She replies with a tone sluggish and tired, yet somehow able to perfectly comprehend your question. So she was listening despite being asleep. “Everything sounds like a pain to deal with. Don’t wanna choose…” And she’s back into dreamland.

An ambiguous answer.

“Ehhh? Ieiri-chan,” Yume shakes the sleepy girl’s shoulder. “You gotta at least like— Aaah!”

Maybe it’s your weird sense of heroism, the odd feeling of responsibility that came with being the person you are that you’re lunging towards the classmate that you didn’t know all that well, forcing her head down before the basketball could make direct impact with her face.

At the very least, you hope you don’t get a nosebleed. Please don’t let the hit be too hard, please don’t let it break your nose and require you to have emergency surgery like in that one movie Geto-papa played for everyone because Geto-mama didn’t allow you all to watch that one horror movie—!

Your eyes squeeze shut, teeth clenched and jaw tightened. Please, please please please please…!

And— Nothing. Just air in your face, a breeze in your ears and the familiar, panicked sound of a ‘chu!’ as you hear something akin to a spring bouncing. The basketball rebounds off of the poor curse, making it take the brunt of the impact and a surprised squeak escaping it—

Before you watch it get recalled back.

Suguru.

“Ahh! Sorry, sorry! We didn’t mean ta let the ball get so far out of court!” You hear the stampede of feet, the smell of sweat and the feeling of your heartbeat trying to recover from all that adrenaline. “You girls al’right?”

“(last name)-chan almost got hit in the face saving me! Do you boys have no manners at all?!” It’s Hayashi that’s clinging onto you, her arms around your neck as her eyes are teary and her nose was starting to run— A clear show of how touched she was by your actions, before she’s standing up to match the boy’s height to ensue an argument.

(She was always the overdramatic kind. But it works out for you ‘cause heroes always love a good damsel in distress.)

“I said I was sorry!”

“You can’t even keep a single ball in court! What would’ve happened if (last name)-chan wasn’t here and Emi-tan didn’t catch Ieiri-chan?!”

(Mama did once say that people who argue like an old couple may get married one day. Best of wishes to Hayashi-san and… The boy that you can’t seem to remember the name of.)

“You didn’t get hit, right?” A hand settles on your head from above, before helping you to stand up from your tumbled position on the ground. Your eyes flicker up to meet droplets of purple reflecting spots of sunlight, noir hair hastily tied into a miniature ponytail and strands blowing in the wind, whilst the sweat on his furrowed brow was frowned into a panic.

He’s patting your face, your hair, cheeks, eyes, nose— “I’m just checking for bumps. You sure you didn’t get hit?”

“Mn.” You have to assure him as you take out your handkerchief from your pocket, dabbing at the sweat on his forehead and trying to soften the deep furrow. “Of course I didn’t. You’re the one who saved me.”

And you have full trust in him, no matter what. Shouldn’t that be expected? Suguru’s the coolest person you know.

(And Ieiri Shoko remains asleep, even when Suguru is checking you over once more and had to begrudgingly leave with the rest of the boys whilst muttering something under his breath— With the ball tightly clenched in his hands.

Shoko’s now snoozing on Nishikawa’s shoulder as she stays deep within her dream… That drama she was talking about must’ve been really nice.

“Wow… Ieiri-chan must be really tired.”

“…she was studying really hard for the math quiz all night.” Anything to save your dear Shoko’s reputation.

“What?! We have a math quiz?!”

Suguru’s team won the match, by the way. You saw a lot of the opposing team members practically drag themselves to class with bruised faces and sore arms.)

——

“Remember,” Her hand smooths down the messy strands of your bed head, your toothbrush hanging out of your mouth and your eyes groggily blinking at your blurry reflection in the bathroom mirror.

“I’ll love you no matter what you are, okay?” The hairbrush gently combs through locks of your hair, her breathing soft yet just that little bit breathless.

You don’t need much to discern that she was nervous, don’t need superpowers to be able to tell that your Mama was scared. The slightest tremble in her hands, the way she was picking at every strand of your hair that was seemingly ‘out of place’.

But you don’t— Won’t share the same sentiments. Because you don’t care much for this kind of thing. It’s just like taking a test, right?

One that you can’t study for or any of your friends to tutor you for, but still a test all the same.

“It doesn’t matter which one you turn out to be. You’re still you no matter which one, and that won’t change.” A minty exhale accompanied by her very evident stress, her hands fussing over every strand of your already very brushed out hair.

(Was it bad that you didn’t think this was that big of a deal?)

“Mhm…” You’re awake enough to know not to talk with your mouth foaming with toothpaste, awake enough to be aware of how there was just something in the air that had your Mama acting like this today.

(Maybe it’s one of those Heat things you heard Amachi-sensei go through a few weeks ago. Now you wish you paid more attention instead of playing with Suguru’s curses…)

Your eyes meet hers in the foggy mirror of your bathroom; her hair is only slightly messed up, her face ever so pretty, yet so worried as she bites her lip and hugs you close.

“I’ll bwe fwine, Mwama.” (“I’ll be fine, Mama.”) You know better, yet you just can’t help but want to comfort her right now— Even if it’s spat out through a mouthful of minty toothpaste foam and a toothbrush that nearly drops out of your mouth.

“Iiiee profwise.” (“I promise.”)

And that was that. Though, you can still feel her slight uneasiness even when she smiles at your attempt of tying your own shoelaces, can feel that the air just hasn’t settled into the usual calmness that you were used to even when you waved her goodbye at the gate.

(You hope it all goes well today. If not for you, then for your Mama. At the very least, just for her.)

“Satoru.” You smile, a hand going up to wave as you climb into the unassuming, yet extremely fancy vehicle waiting just outside your home.

“Good morning.”

It was like clockwork. Backpack onto the carpeted floors of the car, a moment to catch your breath and your hand reaching towards a head of fluffy white to pat—

Your wrist gets caught.

“Hmph.” He looks pouty, irritated. Like he was going to erupt into a tirade of angry rambling and start comparing you to the ugliest Digimons that he knew of.

“Why’d ya always do that? I-I’m not a kid, ya know?!”

Why? Because you’ve been doing it since… Forever, you guess. He’s never stopped you before, never stopped you until now. So why? Was it the change in the air today? The odd pressure in the atmosphere? It should be obvious, all because he’s—

“Because you’re cute, Satoru.”

He doesn’t look satisfied with that reply. Not at all, especially when he narrows his eyes at you into a glare.

(Cute.)

“What, like a puppy or somethin’? Ya making fun of me?”

“No.” You shake your head, watch as his fingers tighten themselves ever so slightly against your wrist. That’s definitely not how you see him at all, not at all what you feel when you look at him, no matter how cute he was. “That’s not it.”

“Then what?” He had a huff to his tone, irritation and exasperation as he pulls on your hand and forces you to lean closer towards him— To meet his awaiting blue glare.

“Because… I like you too much?”

Silence follows. The air changes, and you catch the shoulders of the nameless driver that usually never said much stiffening—

Did you say something wrong? Something that offended him? You… Didn’t, right? You’ve always called him cute, and he’s always been fine with it. With reddened tips of his ears and eyes that looked like they were gonna bulge out of his head as he covered his face with an angry swing of his arm—

“T-Then I don’t wanna be cute!”

Oh. That’s… Kinda sad. Is it because he doesn’t like you back? That can’t be it, can it? You’ve both been friends since 4, he can’t possibly say that he hated you for all that time, could he?

(But even if he did, you think you’d be at peace to know that he did used to like you. That would be enough.)

“Why not…?” You don’t have a mirror right now, but you’re pretty sure you just can’t help the look of deposed, kicked puppy look in your eyes as you frown. “Satoru, do you not like me…? Did I do something wrong—“

“C-Cute doesn’t mean super attractive! And n-nobody likes to be called that! Hmph!” And he turns away, his hand splayed out on your face and effectively blacking out your vision as he makes sure to keep this distance between you and him.

(So… It was an insult? Have you been insulting your dear Satoru all this time?)

“Sorry, Satoru…”

“Stop apologizing, you stupid dummy!”

“Sorry.”

“Times are always changing, isn’t that right, Saya-san?”

“Indeed, Mr. Reporter! It’s speculated that because of the shift of the moon into its next lunar phase, everyone will be experiencing a change in their life to come.” Her hands wave around, her smile ever so blindingly adorable as you stare up at her pretty face upon the television screen.

Her fingers delicately make a heart, a charming, moe-filled wink towards the camera as you nearly feel your heart stop. “So always expect change, even if it’s ambiguous! You never know if it can be a blessing or a curse if you don’t go and experience it for yourself!”

Maybe change can be a good thing too, if your Saya-tan embraces it.

(“Good… ‘orning…” Geto Suguru was never an early riser. Not even on a day as ‘important’ as this was as he groggily drags himself into the car.

“Suguru.” A turn of your head towards the boy as you shift further inside to make room for him, pressing shoulder to shoulder with your white haired friend as he continues the little ramble about a boss he was fighting. “You look handsome today.”

“Wha—“ And his purple eyes are now blown wide, cheeks growing warm and red splashing onto his face as he freezes midway through— Nearly falling back had it not been for Kimiko-san supporting him from behind. “What— Wha?”

“Hey—! That’s reserved just for me! Don’t go calling Weird Bangs that too!”)

——

“(last name)-san, right?” Her eyes scan over the your sheet of paper as you tiptoe over the counter to meet eyes with the nurse lady.

(You also think it’s funny she’s referring to you in such a formal way despite being so much older than you.)

It’s unfortunate that you had to be separated from your friends… Even Shoko had to wave you goodbye as she was taken away by a personal doctor, whilst you were whisked away and separated from the other girls after brief height and weight measurements.

“No abnormalities in the past few months, correct?”

“Mn.” Not that you know of, anyway. Mama usually answers these types of questions for you at the doctor.

So it is kinda weird answering for yourself. On your tiptoes and with your eyes barely making it over the oddly tall counter. You swore your Mama told you that you’ve been growing a lot lately.

“Please proceed behind the curtain.”

And you did, poking your head in to check for enemies hiding in a corner only to meet with a smiling lady. With a cool lab coat and the— Setho-something scope. Heartbeat reader thingy.

(You know because you saw an episode of Saya-chan roleplaying as a doctor once for a special episode of her zodiac sign forecast. Just because you’re 12, doesn’t mean you need to know the names of everything yet.)

“Hello there.” Her smile is kind. Soft and gentle… And makes you less scared of the fact that she’s a stranger as you slowly, shyly step into the makeshift ‘room’ surrounded by curtains.

“…hi.”

She laughs. “Don’t worry, I don’t bite.” A hand over her mouth as she tries to stifle her laughter and the crow’s feet around her eyes making themselves all the more prominent as you… Relax slightly.

“Ho… Mura-sensei,” You think that’s what the name tag says as you sit down on the very soft, very plush seat. “Am I a Beta?”

(You need to check the brand for this chair. Maybe Satoru will buy it and let you have one of the old, weirdly comfortable chairs he’s got at his house. Mama has been pretending that her back doesn’t hurt lately.)

“Hm.” Her eyes trail over to her computer, before flickering back down to you with an amused chuckle. “Straight to the point, aren’t you?”

“Mhm.” You wanna get out and get done. Then, you, Shoko, Suguru and Satoru are all gonna gather, open up the little envelope they give you with your assigned secondary genders, look at it and be done forever.

(Because nothing will change between all of you no matter what.)

“Smell this.”

And you do, bringing that little tin up to your nose and taking a big, big whiff of— Some sort of powdery substance inside?

“Powder…?”

The next didn’t seem to be any different, more of that stuff that smelled like nothing no matter how many big whiffs you took and exhaled out.

(Maybe it was some odd test for your nose. You hope you didn’t fail.)

“Form a fist with your hand and show me the underside of your arm, please.”

“…does the needle hurt?”

“Mm…” She thinks for a little bit, as if debating on the question that you gave her as she adjusts the thin needle. “I’d be lying if I said it didn’t, but only for a little bit.”

Well… Good. At least she isn’t lying to you. You don’t like liars. Liars would be like that doctor your Mama called an ‘old coot’ once because he ‘didn’t know what he was doing’ as she carried you out of his examination room.

“I’ll give you a lollipop afterwards.”

“Deal.”

(It did hurt. Kinda. You definitely think it did. Your eyes were squeezed shut so tightly during the process so you don’t even know if it went in or not.)

“It seems that your question has to be undetermined today, (last name)-san.” Her right hand fingers tap against the keyboard as she types sentence after sentence, left hand penning up a messy string of words that you blink at least 3 times at— Before giving up.

“You’ll be receiving your results a little later than everyone else.”

——

“It’s rare.” Eyes trail over another sheet of paper filled with too many hard words and numbers. “But not out of the ordinary. It just means she needs to take extra precautions.”

“What about medication? Is there anything that can be prescribed? It’s dangerous for—“

“(last name)-san. I understand your concerns as a mother, but there is little I can do when your daughter is unable to differentiate the primary scents.”

Middle school is when things get serious, they say. Exams, social lives, more exams, club activities, even more exams… And the high school entrance exams that will determine where you’ll go.

(You don’t even know who ‘they’ are. Who are ‘they’ even to say that? You don’t agree. Mama always tells you that you should enjoy being in the present, no matter how old you get.)

“It’s okay.” She pats your head as you both walk out of the stuffy doctor’s room, her words breathy and clearly stressed. “You’ll be the same as you are now…”

“Mama just needs you to take some medicine everyday from now on, okay?”

But, the first week of middle school is probably the first time that you realize… Geto Suguru is extremely popular.

“Geto-kun! Do you mind teaching me this part?”

“Geto-san~ Ame-chan and I are gonna go to the movies later! Do you want to—“

“Oi! Geto! Come join the Kendo club! Coach said he’s heard about you in elementary!”

More so than the white-haired counterpart that you’re pretty sure even the most grumpy, most abstinent of people would find attractive.

(Mama says it’s because looks can sometimes make up for a lot of brash personalities.)

“U-Um— Gojo-san, if you don’t mind, you can eat some of my bento…!” She’s bowing, shaky hands presenting her cutely wrapped lunchbox as she keeps her shy gaze towards the floor. “I-It would be an honour for you to eat it…!”

Awkward silence and Gojo Satoru staring down your poor classmate with eyes that shone with an extremely proud, azure twinkle.

“Heh.” There’s a pleased, shit-eating grin on his face and barely held back disgust in those pretty eyes of his that flickered to and fro from Suguru to the girl still standing before him. “An honour for you, huh?”

(As if he was trying to show off.)

“But you’re not suggesting that I should be eating that trash in your hands, right?”

(So, it was then that you realize it’s not just your Suguru’s handsome looks that made him so popular with the girls.)

“Satoru.” Suguru’s hand gently dabs a handkerchief against the snowy-haired boy’s face, pressing the soft cloth against his skin and imploring the boy to clear his nostrils lest he somehow infect the rest of you with his germs.

“Your nose is leaking.”

“It’s that damn dusty ass classroom’s fault! How the hell do you both withstand that place?” He sniffles before blowing his nose, pressing the cloth embroidered with Suguru’s initials against his face to wipe up his snot.

“If you knew you should’ve wiped it up sooner. You trying to be the grossest kid in school or something? Tired of being the perfect golden boy?”

“Cry about it and use those ugly bangs of yours to wipe your tears.”

They get along well now. As well as… Getting into spats about games, the weather, why the takoyaki stall you all frequent suddenly used a different brand of bonito flakes, how the inclination of the umbrella Satoru threw did not purposely hit that poor student, why there were badly drawn doodles of Suguru’s face everytime he lent his notes to the both of you— Seriously, how was it possible that they could argue about anything and everything?

It was like a talent in itself. One that you have taken as an everyday occurrence as you chew on another spoonful of rice and enjoy the peace of eating lunch together on the school rooftop.

(You’re pretty sure you’re not allowed up here, but you’re also pretty sure the Gojo family pulled some strings again. Must be nice being rich and powerful.)

He leans in, quickly stealing the bit of food from your chopsticks as you stare on in confusion.

Eh?

“…?” With your head tilted to the side and blinking at him 3 whole times to really make sure.

“What.”

“I thought you didn’t like commoner food?” Especially yours that you and your Mama had made together last night. It’s exciting to be able to bring your own lunch to school once every month. It’s kind of like having the sports festival you used to have in elementary.

Just without the sports.

“Don’t feed him. Let him starve because he forgot to bring his own food today.” Suguru retorts with a huff, stuffing another riceball into his mouth as he angrily chews— Despite the fact that Satoru literally had half a riceball that definitely did not belong to him in his hands.

(It’s nice that they’re nice to each other.

“Hey! If y’er gonna punish me for forgetting, at least remind me with a call or something!”

“No way. You’re just gonna complain that I interrupted you whilst you were in the middle of eating an entire jar of sprinkles.”

“Satoru, is the meatball any good? Kimiko-san gave the recipe to my Mama only recently so we didn’t have much time to practice.”)

“Oh yea!” Rice is on the corner of his lip as he talks through a full mouth. “Kimi-chan says ya need to eat y’er medicine afterwards too or whatever.”

“(name)-sama.” Her slender, calloused hands are gentle as they lift up and off of your face, revealing the 3rd eye on her forehead blinking down at you as you stare back in awe.

(Cursed techniques can be so cool looking.)

“It’s simply a case of equivalent exchange.” The sparkling iris of her eye studies you intensely, staring so vividly into you that it felt like it was peeling back layers of your skin and boring deep into your flesh.

“It looks to me like your body had exchanged your strongest sense in favour of being able to house your current amount of cursed energy…” She sucks in a breath as her face starts to turn blue, her hands turning pale before her special eye disappears— And her face returns to normalcy.

“So your current senses are now akin to a Beta despite your genetic makeup.”

“Satoru’s right, for once.” Suguru’s reaching into his pocket, pulling out a little notepad with specific timings written down. “You gotta take your medicine on time.”

But it tastes really bad—

“I’ll be upset if you don’t.”

And your shoulders slump in defeat just as Satoru takes hold of your chopsticks, stuffing a meatball into your mouth before plopping one into his own.

“Yea, Suguru’s got a point. It’s tough bein’ what you are and stuff, ya know? Even worse if you can’t even feel how ya affect the area.” He swallows. “It’s like putting up a barrier against ya ownself while everyone else already knows what’s going on.”

And you just have to wither on the bench in defeat, back against the wall and letting out a sigh as Gojo continues to help himself to your lunch.

“But Shoko’s got it easy, though…”

“Ieiri?” Suguru’s shoulder brushes against yours as he leans back to stare up at the same sky as you. “That’s cause she’s a Beta. She’s can’t be affected or affect anyone with pheromones.”

Sigh. It must be nice to be like that.

“I wish I was a real Beta.”

“So? What is it?” Satoru’s splayed out on your futon as he stretches his limbs, his backpack hastily thrown to your floor as Suguru watches you hold the letter in your hand.

“You nervous?”

A little bit.

“I’ll open it if you don’t want to.” Shoko pipes up from your side as she peeks over your shoulder at the still unopened letter. “I’ll even read it out loud from the start and stuff.”

“Don’t give it to ‘er. She’s gonna skip out on the important bit accidentally and not realize it cause she can’t read as good as me.”

Just do it, right? You’re going to have to tell your Mama sooner or later when she comes home. So you ignore the light chatter throughout your bedroom, hold your breath as you tear through the envelope and slowly read—

Ah.

*Your child has presented as an Omega.

*As this result came with abnormal observations with your child, (name) (last name), we invite you to make an appointment with Dr. Homura for further evaluation at your earliest discretion.

previous masterlist next

nvy’s aftertalk;

sch has started again for me so i won’t be able to keep to the semi-regular schedule i’ve been updating this 🙂‍↕️

i’ll try to get my wedding fic up if possible if ykw that is and some other stuff too 😭

#jjk x reader #gojo satoru x reader #geto suguru x reader #satosugu x reader #gojo x reader #geto x reader

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dairy-farmer · 3 months

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Ok, so mostly i thought this was funny, but if anyone could make it hot it's you.

normalized public sex au where it is actually taboo to have sex in private. Maybe it's supposedly for safety reasons, but also it's viewed at incedibly perverted. Like what kinda off the walls kinky shit are you getting up to that you wouldn't do in front of your mother in law?

Perhaps sexual polyamory is the norm as well. Being exclusively monogamous would be seen as deviant and suspicious. If theyre having sex in private and with no other partners they must be doing something wrong, or one of them is being abusive or perversely possessive and controlling.

Like there is absolutely a batfam member who would be the worst kind of pervert (a romantic) who would want intimate and private (and exclusive) sex with tim. This would result in lots of sneaking around and speculations of when the young tim drake is finally gonna start "participating" in society.

This could be fun in a love triangle as well (perhaps jaytim and dicktim where they both want tim to themselves). Also, someone wanting to be tims first and only in this kind of society, wanting no one else to see his naked body, etc.

!!!!!!! jason is absolutely the romantic that wants to privately have sex with tim, fuck him when its just the two of them and no one else watching!

tim being young and the first person to fuck him is jason who led him to a quiet corner of the library one day and slipped his panties off. tim is the first person jason has ever been able to fuck privately, all the others were done in front of crowds, near groups of people who'd be having casual conversations around or staring and making occasional commentary and it...it just ruined it for jason. he couldn't enjoy the sex. and not just that, the person he hooked up with would almost always immediatly begin fucking someone else the minute they were done, likely one of the people who were watching and offering unsolicited advice and the sight would just mess with jason.

it bugged him that he'd never have someone who was just his, who would only kiss and touch him.

tim was the closest. bruce had made a big deal of telling socialites that tim was off limits because he was far too young for "that" stuff. that being tim being fucked on the table at a gala by any number of grossly rich brats who attended.

so when tim stood on his tip toes and pressed a quick kiss to jason's mouth before darting away when bruce turned a corner...it was the first time that jason's chest had bloomed with affection at having something private.

jason knows he's not supposed to fuck someone alone, that he's not allowed to be to possessive with partners. because it looks bad, it sends an unsavory message- that's what bruce and dick say. but jason couldn't help it. some deep part of him just recoiled whenever he wanted to have sex and it had to be in front of family, friends, or complete strangers. no one ever saw anything wrong with it so jason didn't know where the feeling came from but it didn't change that he had it. that and the desire to have tim to himself, to be the only one to fuck tim ever and see him in such a way.

tim is growing older and interest in him keeps bubbling. even dick has made a mention about being excited to see tim's cute little tits and pretty cunt on his cock. and the thought makes jason sick. because if dick fucks tim then he'lll absolutely share and introduce him to all his titan friends. some of them were cool but others were utterly unbearable. and jason couldn't stomach the thought of not being the last person to touch tim, of having to share him with people who didn't deserve him, who didn't treasure him the way jason did.

and so jason needs to find a way to make sure they can stay together, to make sure he's the only one who can be with tim.

#answered asks #asks #anonymous #jaytim

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nekassvariigs · 2 years

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I saw someone having a post mentioning if a character from one piece would be certain about age gaps so here i am in a silly goffy mood.

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Idea: Waking up/Walking around not realising youre wearing a shirt saying "Dilf patrol" and going out on the ship/certain places causing some interesting conversations.

Raighley, Shanks, Mihawk, Law, Kid, Doflamingo

Special addition: Bepo for cuteness

I know kid and law arent dilfs but theyre fun to write

Kid

Way too busy to notice it at first until someone points it out.

Hes flabbergasted.

"Into experianced men huh?" he comments brows furrowed in question.

It took you a while to register.

"I know i dont qualify as one but give me a few years."

You couldnt be more embarrassed, not to say anytime he asks you to stand on lookout he'll yell "DILF PARTROL" full blast embarrassing you each time.

If hes into you he'll paint over one of his shirts the words "certified dilf" while working on his gagets. If you catch him in the act give him a sly smirk and run for your goddamn life.

However if you both happen to wear it at the same time again its now your turn to shout over the entire ship "DILF SPOTTED" the moment you see him. You'll distract him so horredusly he wont be able to unhear it for the next week.

At some point you both take a picture, altough the main focus is you zooming in on his tits where the label he drew on was.

"Let me see the photo."

You show it to him proudly and prepare for self defense.

"You little shit." hed scoff ,however his ego was lifted that hed certified dilf material.

Doflamingo

This pink flamingo has been walking around you all morning trying to be subtle.

It was getting on your nerves.

"Can you ATLEAST pretend that your subtle, Youre like 10 meters tall dude you wear a PINK FEATHER COAT."

"So?" He picks his teeth with a toothpick.

"Why are you following me?"

"Your shirt."

"What about it?" you get more annoyed by the second.

"Not your dresscode madamoiselle?" you give him a fake smile with your eyes.

"Ha..Hahaha..HAHAHAHA, i must send this to the navy." He takes a photo.

"Fuck do you mean send it to the navy?!"

"Look, i can already hear "it's the dilf parol woman" with your face plastered all over it."

Oh he really was pushing it huh.

With a loud FWAP the shirt lands flat on his face right on the centered plastered with the writing.

"I think they'd like this one better."

You show him the picutre. There he is this wooden shelf for a man in his pink ridicilous coat with his face covered in a shirt thats says "Dilf patrol" boldly.

"My ass im gonna let you have your way with it."

Onsues a battle between two idiots.

Nearing your defeat you splur out "Y'know if you had a kid you'd qualify for it."

"Huh- Yeah right."

"Im dead serious."

"..."

"Time to take one for the team." He said confidently.

Raighley

Usually you stay over at Shakky's rip-off bar having known the owners well half owner Raighley. You never managed to catch his wife on time however, she was always out so one good day you treated yourself to a hands on barman experiance pouring yourself a drink, mind you its late so its okay.

Whilst mixing your drink you hear the front door open Raigley in sight he catches a seat.

"One whiskey on the rocks ma'am." he gets cozy until seeing you prepare your drink. You shake the mixture the tshirt you wore frurrowing all sorts of ways.

"?" He sees something written on it.. not fully tho, so he'll take a another peek in a bit.

Your drink made, you start his grabbing some ice and whiskey for the foxy man.

"Here ya go~" you happily chirped at him offering his drink.

It wasnt until you were mid drink he said "Say would i qualify as a dilf?"

ah the burning sensation of choking on alcohol.

"What?" you ask him barely able to breathe.

"You know, I mean not to shoot myself in the foot i do happen to look good for my age." he takes a swig of his drink calmly.

"F-First off, where is this coming from? Second off what!?" You stutter, Raighley barely dared being so cocky, and now all of a sudden this!? Did he hit his head?

He doubles the K.O pointing to your shirt at which you stare down, immidiatley embarrased for showing your interest in older men un such a dumb way.

Cheeks blazing you admit defeat, giving him a thumb up weakly.

"You're overqualifed.."

"That so?" He smirks hand on his beard in question.

Now confidently you humm altough your legs were giving out.

Who woulda thought you had one of the hottest man, not to mention the most humble one around teasing you like this when youre compleatley unprepared.

[continuation awaits (￣^￣)ゞ]

Law

Poor guy was hoping to eat his meal in peace when you come in theough blazing the words dilf patrol on your shirt.

He literrally chokes.

"You alright capitan?" you ask him.

He swallows dryly, "Yeah..." he stares at you, then at the writing, then at you,the writing and at you for the last time.

"Y/n-ya, You know our crew mostly has guys around the age of 20, right?"

"Riight.. , point being?" you curiously ask.

"Point is WHO ARE YOU PATROLING FOR?!" Not gonna lie he was determined to know.

"!!?" Shocks sets in as you realize what youre wearing.

"Haha oh this thing, well you know give it a few years everyone will be aprooved, even you Law." you chuckle lips pointing in a whistle like manner.

He mentally stopped until he lowered his cow-print hat lower over his face, continuing eating without furter comments.

Hoo... Oh my.

"C-Capitans blushing!" Bepo alerts everyone in the dining hall. Startling you and Law himself.

"Was not, shut up!"

"I'm sorry!" he bows apologizing.

"Well in anycase we have time dont we?" You chuckle pouring yourself some tea.

Few meters behind you you hear more bickering about "Dont joke about this!" et cetera.

Mihawk

The silent man was trying to enjoy a morning newspaper till perona started babling to him about you.

"Whats the issue?" the blandly replies.

"Have you seen what shes wearing its not cute at all!" she pouts pointing to you , a pastry in your mouth the shirt revealing the writing.

Lightning stuck in his head.

"We all have preferances.."

He didnt want to even think about it.

"Thats right, we all have preferances" you pouted back disagreeing with her.

"Of all things you choose old hot guys seriously!? Pick something cuter next time!"

Bwaaa~ You drop your pastry.

"Who says i like old hot guys?"

"Your shirt says.." He nonchalantly interrupted.

"Ah so it does, WHAT?!" You strech out your shirt noticing the writing 'Dilf patrol'

"As long as she can handle it, i see no issue." He adds in.

Your jaw dropping, how can he be so relaxed about this.

"Stop embarrasing her old man-"

The bell dings in everyones head striking a nerve.

Everyone locks eyes.

Silence follows.

It was the tensest breakfast youve ever had with the two of them.

After breakfast you chose to clean the dishes upon hearing a knock.

"Not my buisness, but good choise." And he leaves just like that.

No dishes were washed for the next 30 minutes out of sheer incapability to understand his approval.

Shanks

All bark all bite he doesnt hold back.

He digs the shirt, calls it trendy,odd but trendy, hes seen worse.

"Y/n, i qualify."

"For what?"

"You can count me as a dilf, no?"

Your brain shortcircuts.

"Well.." You eye him up and down making him wait impatiently.

"I mean sorta? Youre not really the hot DAD material are you? "

"I can be though." he shoots you a grin.

"Caaan you?" you hiss back at him.

"Wanna seee for yourselllf?"

[Continuation awaits (￣^￣)ゞ]

Bepo!

You had just woken up having no actual shirt to wear from your regulars you scramped one from the dryer. You didnt even bother to check which one it was you had agreed to train with bepo.

"Goodmornin'. " Hes as polite as ever.

"Mornin' bepo, lets start some warm ups?"

You both proceed to train along eachother however the longer it lasted the more people gathered around you two.

"Whats this about?" You question wiping the sweat off your forehead with your shirt.

"Mm Maybe because youre wearing that today?" ,his fluffy paw points to your shirt.

Every guy in a 10 meter radius was giving you thumbs up making you red as a raindeers nose.

"Y/n, whats a dilf anyways? Some new monester out there?" He innocently asks

"Haha y-no?, Do you wanna know?"

He nodds.

"Well its a preferance for older attractive looking men that have kids or had kids who grew up."

"So.. Do you like ..." he was deep in thought..

He didnt know what to ask.

"Ah mabye Vice capitan Ben?"

Pffttjfjfhdha

"Dont think hes got kids, but hes attractive so i approve." You wipe ur nose at the thought.

Next day Bepo shows around with a shirt labeled

"Shaved ice patrol."

What an innocent creature..

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c1oud999 · 9 months

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i just wanted to come on here and talk about my experience with spirituality. warning: longggg post ahead.

basically ive been in the spiritual community for YEARS now. ive had existential crisis since the age of 11 and ive gone through many phases of many different spiritual trends. from law of attraction, to witchcraft, to religious devotion, to law of assumption and now finally non dualism. i read books, meditated for hours and hours, talked to spiritual ppl from all walks of life and watched all the episodes of ganga upanishad (a show i still highly recommend, you can watch on youtube). all this childhood trauma and mental illness made me crave for sweet relief. but nothing really made sense until law of assumption. i thought that that would be it yk. i thought i was done searching but i think that was when i was searching for things the most. i do know i have it in my 4d, when will i see it? i thought i would get all my desires but did not meet success. and then the non dualism trend began and i hopped onto it like pretty much everyone else. i was bewildered at the stuff teachers kept saying. what do you mean everything's an illusion? there's no way that's true. my very real surroundings are causing me VERY real pain and suffering. oh no no there must be a deeper meaning behind all this. and so i read all the books in 4dbarbies drive, but nothing clicked. yes it made sense intellectually, but i didnt want to believe it bc where is the materialisation satisfaction here? also i felt none of the euphoria that was supposed to come with self realisation. which means i must not be a realised being. and then i cried and cried and cried, isolated myself, literally stopped going to school and just lay in bed all day. but ofc, i continued to read the tumblr posts like i had been doing for the past several years. and yesterday i read 4dkelly's post about giving up. it made sense. by the time i had finished reading the post i had truly given up on everything. on wanting, hoping, fearing, striving etc etc. i was SO tired. so i gave up. fell asleep. i woke up really late as usual and missed the school bus. i ate breakfast in silence, switched the tv on and lied down on the couch like always. and like always out of compulsion and force of habit i reached for my phone and looked up non dualism on twitter. and then i came across a tweet that said a simple sentence only- "nothing is ever actually happening." woah. that kinda drove me to the edge of the cliff i desperately wanted to jump off. i turned on some dnb background music and turned the shower on. i stood under the boiling hot water like some dramatic bitch and started piecing together the "puzzle". it all made so much sense now. i got out of the shower and left the house for the first time in months with a cute outfit and makeup on and everything. i went to the mall, bought candles, stickers, eye masks, coffee, and a doughnut with absolutely no social anxiety at all. i sat by window, read some poetry on my e-reader, cried, peered down at the floor below me and cried some more at the sight of little kids sitting on santa's lap and taking pictures and marveled at all the christmas decorations around me. it was insane. i decided i was going to be neutral towards everything but im in love. maddeningly so. in love with this dream that i thought did not love me back. but love is all there is. I AM ALL THERE IS. and i need you to take this literally. there is nothing happening. there is nothing here except you. nothing to fear, nothing to desire. ik a lot of people are going to dismiss this post because it's not a "materialisation success story" but i honestly dont think i can ever want anything physically bc in all its true essence, what is there to materialise? i am already whole and complete. i am lying on this cold hard floor, but i have never felt warmer. also ik there may be a lot of things ive written you might not agree with but again, this is NOT REAL. I AM. i hope this post helps you.

thank you to all the blogs ive come across and all the pointers they have shared: @se1f @realisophie @itgomyway @4dkellysworld @4dbarbie-backup @infiniteko @iamthat-iam and many more i cannot thank enough.

lots and lots of love (more than you can ever imagine), and good luck.

#nondualism #consciousness #advaita vedanta #awareness #advaita #non duality #law of assumption #manifestation #manifesting #neville goddard

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hirsheyskisses · 1 year

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Hey, psst! I have a little request, that might be of your interest - it‘s quite fluffy ఌ

So the trope;

„Come on, try one! I sat hours on these!“

„Don’t make me taste the most bread like sweets in existence, idiot.“

You made cinnamon buns, the Heart pirates love your creation, but who is avoiding the kitchen at all costs? Of course - tall, dark and brooding white hat.

Will he eat the infamous cinnamon buns? Is he possibly risking his life for you, because he can’t stand the cute pout you exaggeratedly flash at him?

(You can choose the scenario)

I‘ll leave the fluff expertise to you ✨

Cinnamon Bun Chaos

TRAFALGAR LAW x READER

Summary: Law can't seem to shake the uneasy feeling he's had since he's awoken. Is it the smell? Or perhaps he's sick.. and then.. oh dear. Will he give in to that cute, cute pout of yours?

A/N: help this was so frigging cute to write 😭 @ems-c-lee you know I've gotta do it! AHHHHHH *violent screeching over doc ensues*

The first thing he'd noticed when he'd woken up was an odd, cinnamon and - very sweet smelling thing. Wearily blinking his eyes, body heavy from sleep, Law raised his head off his desk, noting he must've fallen asleep during another study. Limbs stretching, and allowing his mind to wake up, he noted the still hot coffee that had been placed on his desk. Of course, he thought, the slightest of smiles gracing his features, (Name)-ya always anticipates when ill wake. Taking the cup and stealing a quick sip from it, Law pulled on a hoodie and made to exit his room.

However, the moment he did, he was hit with a wave of unease. That smell was turning his stomach, just a bit. Which was odd. Being the ship's cook, he had always loved most of your cooking. Each flavor complimented the other, and while his sleepy mind could only tell cinnamon from the smell, he didn't mind cinnamon. Well, it could be how sweet it smells. He wasn't the largest fan of sweets, but what could possibly go wrong?

Each step increased that slightly uneasy feeling. His mind slipped away from the smell, for it couldn't be that: worry drifting into his mind. Somethings wrong. Something must be. Maybe its with me? Am I sick? This feeling could easily be sickness, and I'm mixing it up with anxiety. Ugh.

Opening the door to the kitchen, Law made a mental note to keep a physical distance from anyone until he did a check-up on himself. He was met with the kitchen to be crowded-

"These are so good, (Name)! Why didn't you make these sooner?!"

"My stomach is.. in heaven."

"Thats weird, dude!"

There you were. Leaning against the counter with a satisfied glint in your eyes, laughing at the crews antics with whatever it was you had made. Yet that feeling, it worsened, but in the moment, Law chose to ignore it, feeling his mind melt when your smile directed at him.

"Captain! You're up early." You greeted, moving over to meet him. Law nodded, taking a quick drink from his coffee. "Had a weird feeling. It's a bit early for breakfast." He glanced at the crew, who'd hadn't noticed him. "I'll get breakfast started in a few, yeah. I decided I'd mess around and make an old favorite though! Cinnabuns!"

Oh. Oh that's why he had a weird feeling.

"...bread." Law stated, raising an eyebrow. He found himself physically withdrawing himself closer to the door, and you laughed, "hardly! Sure it's made from dough but it's delicious! Cinnamon and sugary and gooey goodness!"

Law mentally cringed, and by now, the three others in the kitchen had taken note of Law's presence. Penguin chimed in, "mornin' Captain! She's absolutely right, you should try one!"

Bepo, who was currently looking like his brain had gone to heaven, "they're amazing!" And Sachi, "I bet you might even like it! It's (Name)'s cooking, after all."

"No way. Keep that bread nonsense away from me." Law grumbled, slowly moving towards the door. You chuckled softly at his movements, staring up at him with doe like eyes.

"Captain.. I spent hours on these.. atleast try it! One small bite?"

You pleaded with him, knowing damn well what his weakness was. Puppy eyes. That way you peered up at him, eyes so wide and innocent, a smallest of pouts resting on your face. It didn't help that Bepo was right behind him, staring at Law with that damn adorable fuzzy face. He could barely resist Bepo, let alone you. And with the two of you combined?

"...don't make me try the most breadlike sweets in existence, idiot!"

You had him backed to the wall, still staring at him, and god he was struggling. "Captain.. jist one bite! I promise I won't make you try any other bread thing againnnnn.." honestly, you weren't even aiming to make him try it: but the way he was squirming was absolutely precious, his ears turning pink as he mentally battled the pros and cons.

"...Room."

"Ack! Scatter!" Penguin shouted, laughter filling the kitchen once again as you all scrambled to escape, but it was futile. Atleast it was for you. One second, you were almost out the door, and then-

"-shambles."

You were in Law's. You could never quite get used to his powers moving you around, it was rather disorienting for your mind. Looking back, you saw him: tall, stoic, a shadow over his eyes, ..and a cinnamon bun in his hand.

"Cap- Law," you corrected yourself. In private, he insisted you call him by his first name. In public.. well, the crew wasn't aware the two of you were dating, so you kept it professional with them. Even if you both weren't aware the crew had long since figured out you both were dating. "-you don't actually need to try it, I was just teasing-"

He raised a hand to silence you. "..just.. give me a minute." Law was glaring at the sweet bread treat in his hand, mentally battling if it was worth taking a bite. Even now when you reassured him of that, you still had those expectant, curious doe like eyes and that cute pout on your face.

You watched as he took a bite, slow and cautious. He was expressionless, chewing it for what seemed like hours, before swallowing and setting the treat down on his desk.

Slowly, the man moved towards you. You laughed nervously, stepping away with each step towards you, "..was it good?"

He moved closer until your back was to the wall, and he was right in front of you. Tattooed hands gripped at your shoulders as he lowered his forehead to rest on yours, staring at you intently. "...law?" You questioned, unsure if he was having some sort of allergic reaction, or post cinnabun crisis, but you shied away regardless.

"...." He dropped his head on your shoulder and pulled you close- tighter than usual.

"..if it wasn't bread, it might've been good." He forced out at last, pressing his face into your neck. "But please, dear heavens, never make me eat that again."

A relieved breath escaped you as you laughed, wrapping your arms around your tense boyfriend, "Roger that! ...I'll make not bread Cinnamon buns then! ..somehow."

"I'd like that."

#trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law #law x reader #trafalgar one piece #trafalgar d law x reader #one piece x reader #heart pirates x reader

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bluegalaxygirl · 6 months

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Haihai!,I'm new to ur acc and I love ur stories sm🙏

I was thinking if u could do Abt zosan x reader son, beau meeting the heart pirates for the first time and when he meets bepo he instantly clings into him with star eyes cause to him bepo looks like a pumpkin with his orange boilersuit. I think it be so cute🥹

Thank you<3

So sorry this is late but i love this idea and think its so cute, i hope you enjoy.

Warning: Needles

Your two kids are Kuina age 7, girl with Blonde hair and curly eyebrows but your eyes and skin tone. Beau age 1 1/2, the name means beautiful in french. The baby boy has Zoro's eyes and skin tone but your hair with a few steaks of green. Zoro X Sanji X reader, Poly relationship, established relationship.

Its time for Beau to get his shots with the help if Law who has all the stuff needed and has done Kuina's in the past, speaking of your little girl you left her in the hands of your crew, well mainly Nami and Robin since their the most responsible but you couldn't say that with how happy Kuina was to have some fun with uncle Luffy. With the yellow sub in sight a feeling of dread over comes you since Beau is quite the fussy baby and isn't always the best with strangers, he'll scream his head off if anyone but his parents or crew are holding him. "It'll be ok my love" Sanji sighs wrapping an arm around your shoulders to pull you into him, taring your eyes away from Beau who is currently in Zoro's arms you look at the cook, his eyes don't show any kind of worry or concern which helps you calm down and give him a nod while leaning into him for comfort. "ellow" Beau points out the large yellow submarine with a large happy smile on his face, one of his hand grabbing into Zoro's Kimono giving it hard tugs to get his dads attention, letting out a giggle a smile forms on your face which makes Sanji let out a smile laugh and rub your arm happy to see you relax at least a little. Zoro chuckles holding his baby a little tighter while nuzzling his nose into Beau's cheek causing your baby to giggle and place his hands on the swordsman's cheek "Yea its like your one at home" the green haired man pulls away watching his baby's happy face, when Kuina was little Captain Kid come by and gave her a load of ship toys he made by hand, one of which was Law's polar tang which now is Beau's favorite, he refuses to bathe without it, so seeing a much larger version must have made his day.

Walking up the ramp of the polar tang you make it onto the metal deck of sub to find Bepo asleep leaning against the large metal door's leading inside while Shachi and Penguin bicker with each other over something you don't understand. None of them seem to notice the four of you until Sanji clears his throat managing to cut through the playful bickering and soft snoring, the bubble leaving Bepo's nose pops waking him up suddenly as his two human friends turn to look your way. The two stare for a while before big smiles appear on their face at the sight of your baby both running over to get a closer look. "Hay guys, oh so cute, look at your little cheeks" Penguin smiles rushing over to look at Beau who's now clinging onto Zoro's kimono and hiding his face in it shying away from the two strangers who are getting too close for his liking, "Hay there little guy, aren't you so cute with your mixed hair colors" Shachi follows close behind both ignoring Zoro's intense glare as he takes a step back not liking that the two are getting too close and not noticing how uncomfortable his baby is, before the swordsman can lash out though Sanji quickly steps in lightly pushing the two other crew members away. "Beau is a bit shy" The cook tries to explain making the two frown while lowing their heads, you could tell they hoped your baby would be like Kuina, a bundle of energy who's always happy to talk and play with them. "He's like this with everyone outside the crew" You reassure while stepping close to Zoro placing a hand on his shoulder feeling him relax at your touch, your baby boy peeks out at the sound of your voice being so close starting to brighten up a bit now that the strangers aren't getting too close and his parents are around him.

Beau lets out a babble while reaching a hand out to you wanting your comfort and attention so with a smile you lean in and place a kiss on his forehead while taking his tiny hand in yours, "It's ok, we've got you" Zoro whispers down to the baby hoping to help reassure him, Sanji turns giving the two of you a small smile before turning back to the two other crew members who both let out sad sighs "We didn't mean to upset him, its just he's so cute" Shachi gulps bowing his head a little while Penguin crossing his arms over his chest still a little upset but understands that their strangers to your kid "We got a hat for him, will he take it?" Thinking for a second you shrug making the two groan but the cook gives a small smile to the two patting Penguin on the shoulder "He might warm up to you over time so don't worry too much" feeling slightly reassured that your baby won't hate them forever the two relax giving the blonde a nod. Bepo finally gets up off the floor while rubbing his tired eyes, making his way over to the group now that everyone has calmed down now and that he can get a word in without being yelled at by his two friends. "Law's waiting inside, i can take you too him" The bear offers stopping next to his crew mates but before anyone can answer, your baby boy glances over seeing the giant white bear in an orange jump suit, his eyes go wide out of pure joy making them sparkle a little as a large smile forms on his face. "Pumpkin" Beau yells out shocking everyone including his parents, Bepo freezes in place his eyes fixed on your baby boy who makes grabby hands towards him babbling away while saying Pumpkin over and over again.

In confusion, you tilt your head leaning closer to your baby and taking one of his hands "Oh sweetie there's no pumpkins here" You give him a smile, but he refuses to look at you instead keeping his eyes on Bepo and pointing at him again trying to get the bear to come closer "Pumpkin" He happy giggles, Sanji turns going to ask his baby what he means when Penguin and Shachi burst out laughing, both bending over and holding their stomachs that start to hurt from how hard their laughing "Oh my gods, i can't believe it" Penguin laughs his legs giving out from under him forcing his knee's to hit the hard metal deck as tears roll down his cheeks from laughter "How did i never see it before. You do look like a pumpkin" Shachi points at Bepo while trying to control his laughter but can't, the realization of this makes the bear blush his eyes going to everyone before landing back on Beau who giggles again with a large smile when they make eye contact. Slapping a hand over your mouth you turn away not wanting to laugh at the bear but you can't help but see it now it's been pointed out. Zoro shakes his head while letting out a chuckle bouncing his baby a little as Sanji walks over to his baby rubbing a finger over his chubby cheek while holding back a laugh "Beau, thats Bepo, he's a bear not a Pumpkin" Beau looks from Bepo then to his daddy then back to the bear before shaking his head and making grabby hands at Bepo again "Pumpkin" There's no hope now, your baby is convinced Bepo is a pumpkin of some kind and there's no changing his mind, it'll most likely be the bears nickname form now on too.

Luckily for the bear the moment is broken when the metal door swings open raveling a very annoyed Law who's been waiting far too long for his liking only to stop when seeing the scene in front of him, raising an eyebrow his scans the area before stepping closer. "What is going on?" Law sighs clearly done with all of this before its even started but his sudden voice makes Bepo jump slightly managing to break out of his shock and letting the blush fade from his fluffy cheeks. "H-he keeps c-calling Bepo P-pumpkin" Shachi and Penguin manage to get out both holding onto each other as they try to stand up and breath normally again, turning you manage to compose yourself before giving the doctor an apologetic smile "He has an obsession with them… sorry Bepo" You turn to the bear who quickly bows and apologizes but you don't know why, he didn't do anything wrong, pinching the bridge of his nose the doctor sighs before waving towards the door "Come on in, Everything is set up" Law sighs heading inside hoping to just get everything over with, leaving the three crew mates outside the rest of you head in but with Bepo not coming along Beau's smile drops his little hands tugging on Zoro's Kimono "Pumpkin?" Your baby asks getting his dads attention who looks down at him with a smile before pressing a kiss on Beau's forehead "You can see him later" The green haired man promise as Sanji walks next to the two letting his hand run through the baby's hair "Don't look so sad, your dad's right, we'll make sure you see Pumpkin before we leave" The cook reassures earning a kiss on the cheek from Zoro secretly thanking his lover for the backup.

Walking ahead of your partners and baby you catch up next to Law worry taking over you again "Law, Urm, Beau isn't like Kuina, he doesn't like strangers, he won't let anyone outside the family and Crew touch him or hold him-" You ramble feeling anxiety run through your body making your breath uneven and hands shack, noticing quicker than you do the doctor places a hand on your shoulder getting you to stop talking and look at him, that normal scowl is replaced with a relaxed and calming look which you don't often see "I understand your worried but i'm sure we can find a way to distract him." A sad look forms on your face from his words, even though their reassuring you know it's going to be hard to distract him and you hate hearing that cry "Law… He screams and cry's like nothing I've ever heard, i understand that this needs to be done for his health so I'll try my best but… it breaks my heart every time i hear it" Placing a hand over your heart you can already feel the pain just thinking about it but once again Law's hand pats your shoulder in reassurance before entering the medical room "I think its best if someone holds him" The doctor speaks up heading over to the sink to wash his hands, Zoro nods keeping hold of Beau while sitting down on the clean metal examination table and adjusting his baby to sit on his lap sideways. Sanji walks up next to you placing an arm around your shoulder and placing a kiss on your head "It'll be ok my love, your worrying will just make things worse so please, just try and relax" The cook whispers hoping to calm you down while also being slightly worried himself.

Law walks back over while putting some white surgical gloves on and sitting in a round swivel chair which he scoots over, as he gets closer Beau shy's away his body leaning into Zoro's as his hands grab onto his Kimono again "Buddy, this is Law, the doctor we told you about. He's Uncle Luffy's friend" Zoro explains only to earn a groan from Law at being call Luffy's friend, but he lets it slide if it'll help calm the baby down, Beau still shy's away starting to bury his head into his dads chest "I'm going to give you some medicine to help, I'll be quick and then I'll leave you alone… ok?" Law scoots a little closer while taking one of the needles in his hand hoping that this will be quick but as soon as his other hand takes a hold of Beau's arm a scream that makes your heart shatter leaves your baby's lips, the screaming Law could deal with, it's the trashing that makes things hard. Pulling away the doctor watches Beau calm down his legs no longer kicking and arms stop thrashing as Zoro shushes his baby holding him tight to his chest "Hay it's ok buddy, your safe, he's not going to hurt you… hay you want to play with my earnings?" The swordsman asks leaning his head down to let his three gold earnings dangle closer, its something both your kids love playing with so for Beau to shake his head at the offer makes make everyone's eyes widen. Walking up behind Beau you place a hand on his head then lean round to kiss his cheek feeling the salty tears on your lips "Beau honey, I promise your safe" You try and reassure but your baby shakes his head again before turning and trying to grab onto you, lifting him up Zoro hands you the baby and jumps off the table helping you sit down where he was. "If you hold him, I'll hold his arm" The swordsman suggests watching you cradle the baby in your arms and kiss his head trying to calm your nerves and the baby's, luckily slightly rocking him Beau calms him down enough for Zoro to hold his arm closest to Law letting the doctor have another go but upon feeling another hand Beau cry's out again his legs kicking and free arm trying to push Law's hand away.

The doctor backs up again not wanting to risk hurting the child, rocking Beau back and forth he clings onto you for dear life while still letting out little cry's "It's ok honey, i'm here" You sigh against the baby's forehead giving it a few kisses hoping he'll stop crying "Beau, i know your scared, but he's not going to hurt you" Sanji walks over and hops up next to you on the table resting his head on your shoulder in order to see the baby's face better "Here, how about you have one of these" the cook smiles reaching into the bag he brought along and pulling out a small lollipop, Beau looks up at his daddy thinking for a second before shaking his head "Your too smart for you own good" Zoro sighs ruffling the baby's hair who seems to know what you three are trying to do. "Please honey, just let doctor do what he needs too, after words we can cuddle, nap, play, what ever you want" Sanji begs stroking the baby's back his heart sinking at seeing his child so upset, Law suddenly stands putting the needle down and taking off his gloves "I'll be right back" The doctor states walking off before anyone can call after him, letting out a sad sigh you hold Beau a little tighter your heart hurting at forcing your child to go threw this but you know this has to be done for the sake of his health in the long run, thoughts run through your head on how to help the situation but there's not much you can do other than hold down Beau which is something you won't let happen. Letting out a sad sigh your place one last kiss on the baby's head before turning to Sanji wondering if your anxiety is rubbing off on Beau and making the situation worse "Can you hold him?" You ask earning a nod from the cook who happily takes the baby from your arms and holds him, so he's standing on his lap.

Beau grips onto his daddy's jacket and looking over the blonde shoulder taking in the room around him "Hay there little man" Sanji smiles rubbing his baby's back and kissing his little cheek feeling him a lot calmer now. Getting off the tables you go to grab something out of the bag only to feel arms around your waist pulling you into a bread chest. "It'll be ok baby" Zoro whispers while rubbing your back, he hates seeing you so stressed, but he understands why, that cry from Beau breaks his heart too. "Pumpkin" Beau yells out with a giggle getting his parents to look over at the door seeing Law walking in with a blushing and shy Bepo behind him, the bear gulps before walking up behind Sanji and holding out his paw to the baby who reaches out and grabs it a big smile on his face. In shock the three of you don't even notice that Law has already sat down, put on gloves and injected Beau until the sound of a bin opening catches your attention "All done" Law wraps everything up and places it into a yellow bin before placing a small plaster on Beau's arm where he was injected, the baby doesn't even notice, too focused on Bepo who's starting to relax around your son a bit more. "What? thats it? How?" Sanji asks in shock while you let out a laughter of relief pressing your face into Zoro's chest who lets out a chuckle holding you a little tighter. Law gives a simple shrug with a smug smile on his face "We're leaving in 5 hours, please be gone by then" The doctor pats Bepo on the shoulder before leaving telling the bear he did a good job in secret.

The three of you manage to calm down and get out of your shock while sitting on the sofa with a cup of tea, Beau is happily sitting on Bepo's lap playing with the bear and some times looking over his orange jumpsuit and fluffy body, Shachi and Penguin are sitting on the floor in front of the bear trying to get Beau to pay attention to them but it isn't working. Your baby is still weary of strangers, still refusing to let anyone else touch him but has taken a strong liking to Bepo who is now officially nicknames Pumpkin no matter how many times the bear tries to correct him "Just give it up Bepo, your Pumpkin now" Shachi chuckles watching the bear blush again while turning his head away, Beau giggles reaching his arms out again to grab onto Bepo's black nose wanting his attention "Come on, at least its better than Kuina pulling on your fur" Penguin smirks leaning back on his arms only to earn a glare from the bear making him tense up slightly, looking down at Beau Bepo gives him a smile quickly apologizing for turning his attention away earning a babble and pats on the chest. Zoro lets out a yarn laying his head on your shoulder the stress of the day making him more tired than normal, reaching up you stroke his cheek feeling tired yourself but you can't take your eyes off the sweet scene in front of you and how relaxed you feel. "You want to go home? have a nap?" Sanji asks wrapping his arm around your shoulder to run is hand through the swordsman's hair who hums in response, you on the other hand shake your head earning a raised eyebrow from the cook "Just a little longer… Look how calm he is" You whisper scared that if you speak up any louder you'll ruin the moment, your two boys turn to watch the scene in front of them before letting out a relaxed sigh agreeing to say just a little longer.

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gildedmuse · 11 months

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Fandom rookie here. Could you please walk me through your Zoro/Law and Zoro/Ace HCs? Love your humor btw!

Ahhh! A little fandom greenhorn! So cute!

You have asked the wrong person the wrong question, newbie.

ZoLaw:

Zoro is from the East, and while he isn't use to Winter Island Cold, he naturally runs hot. Law is from the North and while he HATES being stuck on Summer Islands on hot days, he naturally runs cool. They balance each other beautifully when they share a bed.

Up in the North Blue, it's considered weak to admit that you're cold. Weaknesses gets people killed in the North Blue, so having someone imply you need an extra blanket is a direct insult to a person's ability to keep themselves and their loved ones alive. So obviously Law would never need the extra heat.... But he MAY find himself scooting closer to Zoro-ya on the chillier nights.

The handle of a katana isn't the only thing Zoro can talk around.

...

(Cock. He can talk around a mouth full of cock. And Law LOVES it. Its the only time he can stand one of the Strawhats yapping on).

Look, Law is scientifically minded and likes to believe he is very rational (that's open to debate). He's seen Zoro-ya in the sea and knows he doesn't have a devil's fruit. But sometimes it feels like he does. SPECIFICALLY, one that somehow manages to undo every single one of Law's plans. Because the problem certainly isn't in Law! His plans are complex and perfect. But anytime he comes up for one about how to, say, ask Zoro-ya out it always somehow manages to go terribly wrong. It MUST be a devil's fruit ability.

The first time Zoro actually properly asks Torao out, he first bows to and addresses Kikoku. Since it's imperative he has the curse blades permission to touch his master (especially with all the touching Zoro has planned).

Law doesn't get jealous. That's petty and below him

Law has personally threatened at least three shichibukai and one very (also highly annoying) horny yonko. Not because he was jealous, they just need to step off and stop looking at HIS Zoro-ya that way.

If you ask the boys when they started dating, you get VASTLY different answers. Law would argue that while he'd of course taken notices of the other Supernova back on Saboady, the boy then disappeared for two years and besides Law had a lot of plans that he needed to focus on and execute perfectly. They didn't really see each other again until after Punk Hazard and of course Law was very distracted until after Doflamingo..... Then the horrors they saw on Zou, though, admitedly he may have found himself distracted by Zoro-ya once or twice even at the time.... You know, he would say it was Wano. It was Wano when he realized what an idiot the other boy was, and how he absolutely needed Law on the ground watching after him or he would do something amazingly stupid like... Like listening to Law's plan for instance! When Zoro-ya endangering his life was CLEARLY not what Law intended! Yes, that is when Law decided this boy simply couldn't be considered safe unless Law is there to watch after him..... Also, it's sometimes nice when Zoro-ya looks after him as well.... SOMETIMES.

Zoro would say "Did you see Torao cut that island in half?" And that is all he has to say on the subject of when they started dating.

Law has noticed that Zoro-ya doesn't seem to pay much attention to what he wears, just picks up what is nearest and easiest and throws it on. On an unrelated note, Law has been "accidentally" making sure to strip down right by their bed, and leaving his shirts right there. His shirts with his jolly roger.

Nico Robin had to use not just her ability but her most Teacherly voice in order to separate Luffy and Law when Zoro shows up with the Heart Jolly Roger on his shirt. Law's smirking about it (while Zoro remained utterly confused through the entire fight) didn't help.

Zoro is super weak to people playing with his ear. This goes double when it's Torao and his stupid, sexy hands. He already wants to squirm whenever he watches Torao do that stupid switch-switch thing, but once Torao starts to sit closer and, even while reading his fingers seem to find their way to Zoro's earrings..... Twirl twirl twirl, TUG. Its enough to break Zoro's brain.

Historically, Northern denizens tended to have shorter and much more dangerous lifes compared to the relatively safe and stable East Blue, leading to them having a much different view of things like romance and marriage. That's part of why tattoos are so popular among North Blue denizens. However short your inevitably short life is, a tattoo is permanent. You can't change your mind or take it back. It's a way of wearing your loyalty.

Right behind his ear, the same side as his piercings, Zoro has a small black heart tattoo. He got it on their way up to Wano.

Usopp still doesn't understand how Zoro got lost on a submarine. He didn't see him for a whole four days! What's so funny, Robin.....

I actually have a number of HCs for these two that basically boil down to "Each Island should have its own culture, and by extension, each Blue should have its own culture the way each state has its own culture but the USA also has its own general culture." This can range from things like what I mentioned above, about North Blue having historically shorter lives due to the harsher environment or being more technologically advanced. But I also had smaller things like Law kissing Zoro-ya on the nose, since up North that was how you showed affection to family or younger friends and acquaintances. I also went the entire opposite direction of "smaller" and invented an entirely Shinto derived religion that's customs and kami differed based on the Blue.

I even came up with particular weather that happen almost strictly up North (Ice Storms which are incredibly deadly at sea and Black Mist, a yet unexplained phenomena that seems to choke the life out of any one who gets caught outside) and then wrote up an entire "Old North" mythology that explains the two phenomena and why they often follow each other even though one happens strictly on land and the other typically at sea. I pretty much full on created a whole religion and mythology and wrote individual stories just so Law could have a whole culture that belonged to HIS blue. The myth in question involved a human falling for a siren, and just like actual myths I created multiple retellings and versions where the characterization changed depending on the message the storyteller was trying to express. But in most every version the Siren, Isa, had green hair (because of course the North associates green hair with fertility; oh that's another thing, I created a whole sex profession hierarchy for the North Blue with the one common feature among different types of sex workers being they typically dyed their hair green, like that was a way to physically depict that you were fertile and later that you were, you know, open to being fertilized) and regardless of how they are depicted they end up turning into the shards of an Ice Storm either because they accidentally take human captain's life, do so and then regret their hunger, or are told they have killed them and in turn kill themselves. Law was told the latter version as a child and so always felt bad for Isa, who didn't know they were eating the captain's life force but the crew could have just told him and he would have left and instead because he is "different" they think it's better if he simply destroys himself. It's a character Law can both identify with but also see aspects of Zoro in; both his physical appearance which I'm sure to Law he just pictures Zoro now, but also in his loyalty and honor which aren't as important values up North which instead values survival and strength.

As you can see if I presented an accurate list of my HCs for these two, it would be insane and make no Earthly sense. I just really enjoy world building, especially when that world building leads to two hot sword boys pining after one another.

Oh, did I mention the whole "green hair = sex worker" association and just how personally All Hearts Law takes that when applied to his Zoro-ya?

Yeah.....

ZoBurn FistRo PortZoro

ZoAce:

Upon meeting him during Alabaster, every single non Luffy Strawhat was - at least a little -totally into Ace. He just seemed so cool (and also hot.) He's like a sexy Luffy and the whole crew wanted some.

Zoro wanted it the most, bitches

#“Love your humor!”#Ahh how sweet.#*posts something without bothering with comedy*#Well now you know who I am as a person #one piece #roronoa zoro #trafalgar d. water law #trafalgar law #portgas d ace #law x zoro #ZoLaw #ace x zoro #ZoAce #okay I could have come up with more for Zoro x Ace but here is the thing #It would ALL be about how slutty Ace is #Its like asking for my Benn x Shanks HC #Oh you wanna hear about how slutty Shanks is why Benn just stands around being the perfect husband?#Okay well....#ask and you shall receive #I was going to expand on these then I realized I was already pushing my luck with my lengthy North vs East Blue diatribe #north blue #I need more world building #let's stop pretending the Blues would all just be pretty much alike with with one or two minor changes #Law comes from a very different world than Zoro and I think it would play a major part in how they court one another #and how they see their relationship #look I think a look over my blog says this is no place for newbies to lose themselves #there is danger here #last time someone asked for HC I thought they meant Hurt/Comfort #I was more prepared this time but this is like my first attempts at head canons like this and I'm not sure I'm doing it right #does it usually involve entire created mythologies?

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baby-xemnas · 5 months

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RRRHWHWAaaahAAAHHH FIRST TIME LAWBEPO!!!!!!!!!!! YES YES YES SORRY IN ADVANCE THIS IS VERY VERY LONG

i think law realizes at about 12 or 13 thats hes going to be with bepo forever and marry him and stopped trying to fight the urge and instead just waits Patiently for when bepo is ready, because bepo Will pick law, because law is his favorite and law will absolutely Make Sure Of It. he will KILL any competition without hesitation because bepo is HIS babygirl and will be HIS wife someday

ohh laws sexual awakening was absolutely bepo but they were teenagers and bepo was so much younger he couldnt.. he wouldnt.... he loved bepo before he was even interested in sex but then he became interested in sex and it just felt like the natural order of things for that to belong to bepo too, usually he would share everything with bepo but this........ bepo isnt ready for that.... but the idea of anyone else having bepo before law makes him Crazy he cant stand it!!! he wants to make bepo HIS in EVERY WAY

law, because he is very sane, decides the best way to do this is to fuck a bunch of people and get really good at sex so that when bepo is finally ready to have sex law will be the best and only partner he will ever want or need. bepo will be so completely satisfied he only has sex with law, forever. so law spends his teens slutting it up not because he actually cares about the sex, or the person At All but more as a hands-on study of the body, not for whoever hes having sex with but for BEPO. all the sex he has is him carefully studying the blade so bepo can have the best lover on the whole planet.

bepos sexual awakening is obviously law. he spent his late childhood knowing he wanted to give law Something, that he was desperate to be closer to him somehow or wanted to know something no one else did but then his body changes and he blossoms into a young bear and realizes what these feelings mean

bepo is heartbroken seeing law with so many other people because if captain was lonely he could just ask bepo!!!!! law should be able to come to him with anything... is bepo not good enough???? why did all those random people meet some standard he couldnt?????? he wants law to want HIM!!! but then again.. why would he..... bepo is a bear and hes weird and law wouldnt want him like that............. so bepo holds his broken heart and tries to be happy with what he has, tells himself not to be greedy

i think their first time theyre 15/19... law has waited so patiently and would wait a thousand years more for bepo but he can admit his control is......slipping..... but he wants bepo to know hes Serious about courting him that bepo is his One And Only. law started gently flirting with bepo while they were still kids, telling bepo he would be the only person who would always be there for bepo no matter what, that anything bepo wanted law would get it, bepo is his everything.. hes sweet and tries not to be a pervert about it even though he REALLY really wants to because bepo is so cute and hes getting so big and the texture of his fur changed hes not baby fuzzy anymore hes a real, grown predator polar bear-- but no. no. he must wait. for bepo to be ready

law notices bepos sexual awakening because law has been waiting for it with a 46 step color coded plan since he learned what sex is and when he realizes the way bepo looks at him has changed .... it takes all his strength not to jump him at every moment. bepo is glancing at law differently now, looking him up and down when he thinks law isnt looking, fidgeting with his paws and squirming when law leans back in a chair and spreads his thighs, god help him one night he hears bepo whimpering and moaning so sweetly in his sleep and pretends not to be awake when he hears bepo wake up with a gasp and go run off to the bathroom to change his pants

law stops having sex with other people because he could not care less about them anymore, he knows what he needs to know and now its time for him to use it on the only person who matters in the whole world: bepo. he starts with little things gently lingering touches on bepos back and shoulders, telling bepo he looks cute or pretty or even sexy in something (bepo has to go lay down he almost passes out) and making sure bepo knows he can ask law for anything, Anything, and law would never be mad or reject him

they used to share a bed or sleeping spot when they were small but they stopped when law started sleeping with other people, even tho sometimes he would just go to a hotel, fuck someone, shower, and go back to actually share his bed with bepo at night

so law offers....... bepo can sleep in laws bed with him again if he wants...

oh but its Different now though. the Tension bepo feels, he almost thinks by some insane miracle law might WANT him or be FLIRTING with him(??!?), maybe bepo DOES get to be one of the people law takes to bed but-- will he be any good at it????? what if he messes up??? and law never ever lets him again?????? but...law is always so patient with him and sometimes at night he strokes bepos fur so softly and tells him how good it feels and how much he likes to touch him, bepo has a cute face such cute lips.. law is more muscular now, hes growing some stubble and his voice is deeper, hes so mature and manly... wow... (hes a 19 yr old emo kid bepo is just a horny teenager) hes wearing a white tank top and boxers and he got these new tattoos that go all the way over his chest and bepo just cant TAKE it anymore he Risks It All and gives law the clumsiest nervous closed eyed kiss in the world

law told himself he would go slow if thats what bepo wanted but bepo kisses him and It Is So Over. bepo tries to pull back already shaking and tearing up and starting to apologize and law grabs his face in both hands and kisses him with so much tongue . bepo can do nothing but gasp and whine and hang on to laws tank top clawing holes in it while they kiss, laws hands running up and down his body he hugs bepo so close and bepo is making noises he didnt even know he COULD it feels so good to have law touching him..

law holds back just long enough to warn him Bepo...... If We Keep Going...I Wont Be Able To Stop........ but he knows bepo wont tell him to stop and he wouldnt be able to stop anyway ESPECIALLY not when bepo begs so sweetly and desperately for him to Captain Please Keep Going!!!! Dont Stop!!! law takes his time making sure he gets to touch every part of bepos body with his hands then with his mouth until bepo cries and begs him to just put it in instead this is too embarassing!!!! its weird!!! his body is weird law doesnt have to do all that!!!! but law wont stop he just tells him over and over how badly he wants bepo, how long hes been waiting and thinking about having bepo, how pretty he looks like this... he makes bepo lay on his back for their first time so he can see bepos face the whole time, holding his wrists apart so he cant hide behind his paws and bepo cries the whole time but its all yes yes and thank you and good and please and law law law law!!!!!

for all of his sex training law simply cant handle the bepo of it all and he finishes way faster than he meant to (law: i only made bepo come 4 times before i did. pathetic) but bepo wails and moans like hes the one who came hes so happy he finally feels so complete like this while law says his name and he gets to feel how HE made law feel good, law picked HIM, he picked BEPO and bepo made him FEEL GOOD!!!!!! law gently cleans them up and spoons up behind bepo and bepo feels his heart flutter because law never actually SLEPT OVERNIGHT with any of those other people so maybe bepo IS special... he asks very nervously in the dark if this means law will keep seeing those strangers and law just tucks his face into bepos neck and is like Of Course Not. Why. Bepo Is More Perfect In Every Way . said so confidently bepo moves back into laws room the very next night

the end ❤️

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

YOUUUUUUUUUU

thank you so muuuuchhh for thisss❤️❤️❤️

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah god perfect

"studying the blade" lol

that perfectly captured the beast in the cage that law was...

hhhhhnngg

#anonymous #lawbepo #talk tag #fic ask #lol

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More Bucky Headcanons just because ✨✨

some are +18 so if that makes u uncomfy or u are -18 please scroll!! It is clearly labelled where they start, so if u only want one or the other the division is there!!

this got kinda long lol sorry

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PG 13 SECTION:

• He has a lot of old fashioned/outdated beliefs so sometimes he’ll say something and you just have to look at him and go 😀😄😀 “no.” and then have a conversation with him about why what he just said is objectively morally corrupt. He’s very open to it and it doesn’t happen a lot but when it does he’s willing to understand and he asks questions about whatever messed up thing he said. He’s very progressive for a man who was in his early 20’s in 1945.

• he has a lot of old fashioned/outdated beliefs so ur dates are literally superior and your instagram is filled with people commenting things like “if you look closely you can see me swinging in the background” or “hey god its me again” and you cant forget the classic “when will it be my turn.” He brings you flowers at least once a week, and chocolates are a MUST for him, and as soon as he found out about edible arrangements there is one on your desk at work at least once a month. you tell him your gonna get fat from all the sweets he brings you and he says “good” and thats the end of that convo.

• on the note of food, he’s a fantastic cook. Most of the time. He has tried on multiple occasions to feed you depression era foods (balogna caserole, jello molds, pea pasta, etc) one time he made you a jello mold with olives and tuna in it and you got physically sick (it was the first time he saw you throw up so he kinda just stood there like 😬 and patted your back like “there there, my bad ill never give you tuna+jello in the same dish again” which he STILL makes for himself) so he decided to stick with more modern recipes for actual meals (which are always delicious). But he swears on his life that dessert recipes were better when he was a kid, and he always bakes you the sweets his mom made when he was little such as, apple pie, wacky cake, water pie, prune pudding, frozen fruit salad.

• he really likes crispy cookies so he’ll take urs out when theyre cooked the regular amount, and he leaves his in the oven for like another 10 minutes at minimum. He likes it best when the edges of the cookies are literally burnt and when the chocolate even gets crispy. He dips em in milk though which i guess is slightly redeeming? But the crunch on his cookies should be punishable by law. It counds like crisps when he chews.

• Texts like:

Bucky ❤️❤️

Hey…

hey?? u good?

Yes. I just wanted to say

I love you…

ilyt.. y r u being

so ominous?

I am not…

I just wanted to send you

this big long paragraph chunk

about how much I love you. It

has to be grammatically correct

because I’m old and it will take

me 15 minutes at minimum to

finish typing this text because

I am typing with one hand, and

I have big thumbs. Thank god

for voice memos. Also what

does OMG mean?

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it drives you insane but he physically cannot comprehend any other way to text. He also had a flip phone until you forced him to get a new one. When he gets it he doesn’t send you texts anymore, and instead only sends voice memos (its so much faster)

• loves a sweet treat but is terribly embarrassed about it. Literally the trope where the big scary guy orders a black coffee “for himself” and his cute girly gf gets like a sugar unicorn rainbow suprise, and after they get their drinks they switch. He makes you order it with extra whipped cream and sprinkles. If you like sweet drinks too, he will still order the black coffee and not drink it. He will consistently order 3 drinks despite there only being 2 of you. Sometimes he drops it off w Steve because he knows he likes black coffee and he hates waste, but he is still too embarrassed to just order his drink.

• cried watching Up, Toy Story 2, The Princess and the Frog, Moana, The beauty and the beast (which was ur halloween costume the year he first watched it. His choice.) and Cars (you still don’t know why he cried about cars to this day and it has been YEARS.)

• despite being an ex assassin, when he’s not in fight or flight mode he’s terribly unathletic. He talks big game before a bowling date and he literally bowls a 45. You didn’t know anyone over the age of 8 could score that low in a game where you simply roll a ball. You also took him to In Shape to play tennis and he hit a car with the ball.

• his body physically cannot handle energy drinks. as much sugar as he consumes, energy drinks make him jittery and paranoid for some reason, and despite being a relatively quiet man, he doesn’t shut up when there’s a red bull in his system

• pro legalizing weed in all states. Tried an edible one time before bed because he overheard someone say it or read somewhere that it can help with sleep, and he swears he had never slept that good in over 100 years of being alive. Even pre super soldier serum.

• He’s a man of few words so in the beginning of u 2 going out there would be long periods of awkward silence. He took you on a lot of movie dates so he could avoid this problem as much as possible.

•Def doesn’t wear his arm to bed so you guys have an easier time spooning. You don’t have to deal with the problem that a lot of couples have where you wanna cuddle but his arm falls asleep cs ur laying on it. but for him theres no arm to lay on!!!! yippeee!!! Cuddling in bed typically looks like him being the big spoon with his right arm around your waist. His left shoulder is in whatever position his decides is comfortable that night. He also has a habit of not sleeping with his head on the pillow so you typically feel his nose/breathe against the small of your back. He often kisses you there while rubbing your side to put you to sleep

• cuddling is a little different when he has a bad nightmare tho. Sometimes he doesn’t want to cuddle so he’ll lay on the floor on your side of the bed and go back to sleep there, or at least try to. Thats usually what happens if you don’t wake up. If you do, you go and get him a glass of water, and a cold rag to wipe is sweat off. You give him a minute until he’s ready to lay back down. He lays on his back, and you suction yourself to his side. One leg over his and your arm on his chest, rubbing soothing patterns to try and slow his hammering heart. You kiss where you can reach, but he’s huge, so its usually just his shoulder and chest, and you tell him all your favorite things about him, and how much you love him, and how safe he is here in your arms. It works 95% of the time.

RATED R SECTION:

• its ur lucky day if ur a pillow princess! he likes being able to physically take care of his partner without them having to do any work. He feels like it’s his way of saying thank you for staying with him thru all his trauma and whatnot

• if his s/o is plus sized he will make the effort to be able to lift 2 times their weight bare minimum (which doesn’t take that much effort on his part), and he gets a little smug when he lifts his partner up against the wall the first time and they’re a little shocked because hey no one has ever been able to do that before what is happening oh noooo BOOM you’re in love

• usually not the one to initiate anything. He feels like he’s pressuring you when he does, but you can always tell when he’s in the mood because he gets clingy and cannot look you in the eye.

• in the same vein, he doesn’t really get horny that often but when he does… whew chile GOOD LUCK. Super human stamina is a gift and a curse with him!!

• he doesn’t like to mark you up, but he loves it when you do. He likes getting done and seeing the scratches on his back in the mirror, or having to cover up hickeys with turtlenecks. His favorite is when he makes you help him cover the harder to hide ones to his with makeup. (he bought the right color for himself but didn’t know how to use it). LOVE LOVE LOVES when you bite him.

• Again, he’s typically a man of few words but he will mumble random things “to himself” but loud enough for you to barely hear it too. a lot of “so fucking good,” “pretty girl” “all mine” “all yours” “tell me I’m yours” “say your mine” and other things of that nature

• I think I said this in the last one but I’m a firm believer that he wouldn’t wear his arm unless he had to/felt unsafe. and I would argue that he feels pretty safe if yall are doing the shaboingboing. SO holding you is a little difficult for your amputee bf. Getting into a good and comfortable position for both of you tends to bring a lot of laughs.

•He likes to touch you a lot while y’all are getting down and dirty. It helps ground him in a way. He struggles a little bit with dissociation, even when getting intimate so being able to feel your skin under his palms helps keep him on Earth and focused on getting his s/o off.

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A/N: thank you if you resd this far. dont be shy and leave a note behind! i have more chapters of friends dont on the way i swear. Im genuinelu just slow IM SORRY AHH

anyways good night cuties 🌙💫⭐️✨

#ofc vi writes too #bucky #bucky headcanons #hes in my dream blunt rotation #the tennis thing actually happened to me lol #we did the tell anyone but my friend hit a truck while we were playing #she also hit one into someones backyard #hes my silly guy #ily bucky barnes #this is inspired by the celcius i jusy drank #bucky x black!reader #bucky barnes #bucky x female reader #headcanon

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