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Interruptions 👀

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Maybe a little photoshoot for Zoro?

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[lyndsyh24]

It's a four day weekend for me.

Ended my work day on a pretty sour note that will be addressed the morning I get back to work. So, I'm going to try to quail my anxiety with writing and/or art.

*deep breaths*

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five of your other fave writers. Spread the self-love! 💕💕💕💕❤️

Thanks for the tag @quinloki 😘

Y'all can find all of these in my side blogs in my pinned post 😊

1. The One - This is my longest multi chapter story. Zoro X Reader. It's my self indulgent, self insert, age gap romance.

2. I'm always going to say my One Shots. I just love breaking my writers block with a quick world build.

3. Closure - Law X Reader - angsty, slow burn af. This is a government mandated marriage arrangement that neither of them wanted, but they both really need.

4. The Brothers - prequel to The One. Non- romance. Focusing on the Whitebeard family dynamics that I love.

5. Puppy Love - Work place romance with Veterinarian Law. We write what we know lol. @quinloki and I inspired each other, so this is a sibling book to their Birds of a Feather book.

No pressure tags! @abysscronica @zoros-sheath @karikarasuno @swampstew

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I am in love with this story.

you're law's neighbor. well you and your boyfriend. who is currently stuffing the clothes you're throwing outside of your open door and into the lawn into his car. law pauses in his driveway. he's tired after a long shift at the hospital. he's been standing for the last twelve hours. he just wants to shower, stuff his face with whatever he has meal prepped in his fridge, and knock out in his bed for the next sixteen hours.

he's exhausted. but it seems like the only person having a more tiresome day than him is you. now you're throwing shoes out the door. expensive ones at that.

"i never wanna see you again, you disgusting fucking pig!" the last shoe you throw bounces off your boyfriend's open car door and knocks him straight in the head.

"i don't see why you have to act so crazy right now! it's not like i fucked the girl!" law winces. he's scared to get out of his car. he has one foot on the pavement, but he's seriously considering placing it back in his car and driving away.

except he wants to go home. he could always make a run for it, but the rage that's emanating off of you is enough to send shivers down his own spine. he stays put.

"oh, right, but sending her videos of you jacking off is so much better?!"

law inhales sharply and averts his eyes. yikes.

"it wasn't even that serious, i swear, babe. it meant nothing!"

law pinches the bridge of his nose. if only he could have been home an hour earlier like he was supposed to be. instead he was meant to sit here and suffer. while witnessing your suffering as well.

"to you, kid! it meant nothing to you," your voice cracks. law's chest twinges at the sound. he feels bad. "but obviously it meant something to me."

"can we just talk about this?" he pleads. it's a pitiful sight, really.

"no. clearly you're resourceful enough to find a new bitch, now why don't you find a therapist too if you wanna talk so fucking bad."

"don't be like that," said boyfriend, probably ex now, responds. "this isn't you."

you laugh. the sound is bone chilling. law is so close to being inside his home, he yearns for it so badly, but he cannot bring himself to move.

"you're right," you throw your hands up, defeated. annoyed. "this isn't me. but maybe if you weren't a cheating asshole the me you supposedly 'loved' would still be here. unfortunately for you, this is who you get and if you don't leave in the next five seconds i will absolutely take a fucking bat to your windshield!"

both your ex-boyfriend and law know you're being serious. the threat has so much anger within it that only a fool would think it's empty. so law isn't surprised when he hops into his car and speeds off. he's relieved actually.

you're still standing in your front yard when law finally exits his car. he sees the heavy rise and fall of your breaths. your hands are shaking. he's trying to make himself as small as possible. as not to disturb this already very awkward and delicate situation, but when you hear the closing of his car door, your head whips around to look at him.

he's frozen in place. your eyes are red and puffy. clearly, you've been crying. and you look as exhausted as he feels.

"men suck," you say, catching him completely off guard, before turning and slamming your front door behind you.

****

the next time law sees you, you're carrying boxes outside of your house. his stomach turns at the sight. purely because he hates the idea of getting used to a new neighbor. law enjoys familiarity. and you're familiar.

but as he's walking towards his car to head to work for the night, he sees someone else exit your home. law hates that he's so nosey because his steps slow enough to eye the man discreetly. he's got long blonde hair and is wearing a black medical mask. odd.

"thanks for picking up his shit, killer," you say with a huff as you toss the boxes into the back of the pick up truck that's parked diagonally across your driveway. really odd.

"for what its worth, kid hates that he hurt you," killer says, voice showing real sincerity. but you let out a sardonic laugh, hand dismissing the statement as you roll your eyes.

"trust me, the fifty phone calls makes that clear. but i'm done. you can't come back from that type of shit with me. there's no point if i can't trust him again."

killer (the name is scarily fitting) merely shrugs, "yeah, you've got a point. see you around, i guess."

"doubt it, but thanks again," you wave as you walk back up your driveway. you don't seem as devastated. it's been a few weeks. and the depth of sadness he would've expected to be hovering around you isn't as evident.

law unlocks his car. it beeps catching your attention. he can tell you want to say something, but he doesn't know if he should break the ice first. so instead the two of you stare at each other for a second longer than feels comfortable.

"sorry about the other day," you ending up saying in a hurry. just as he was about to turn away from you.

"what?" he asks, more so surprised by the fact that you're apologizing. to him.

"you know, the screaming and the throwing and the general bad vibes i'm sure i was putting out," you explain, awkwardly, but in a weirdly cute way.

"it's fine, really," he fumbles with his car keys, not really mentally prepared to be having a conversation. "no need to apologize."

"yeah, but i'm still sorry," you smile sheepishly, your hands running down the seam of your jeans.

"well, i forgive you?" his own face scrunches at his words. icky embarrassment filling his cheeks with heat.

you laugh though, not the same one as earlier. this one is mostly breath, barely a hum of amusement, as you give him the smallest of smiles. "i appreciate it."

****

you got a dog. he doesn't know when since his schedule has been a nightmare. but you got a dog, and a large one at that.

he's working in his garage on his blessed day off trying to change his oil before the sunsets when he hears your voice before he sees you.

"woah, your garage is so clean," you say in awe, your voice dreamy and slowed. when he turns to see you he doesn't expect to see the large brown dog wagging its tail enthusiastically at him.

"yeah, i'm not a fan of mess," he says, unsure of what else to even say.

"most people aren't, but this is like impressively clean. and of course you have a home gym," you respond, pointing at his tidy workout corner. "i mean you don't even wanna see the state of mine."

"it can't be that bad," he says to placate you, offering some type of reassurance.

"no, it's probably worse than you can imagine," you shake your head, the apples of your cheeks rounding as you smile at him.

"now you're scaring me," he teases, using a rag to clean oil off his hands. and you laugh again. this one different than any he's seen from you. it's bright and giggly as you drop your head and cover your mouth with a hand.

"you should be scared," you nod, your smile growing. but before he can respond your dog barks, perhaps for attention.

"oh, this is chopper," you introduce, " he looks scarier than he is, but he's the biggest baby."

he walks towards you, directly into the orange glow of the setting sun. he holds out a hand for chopper to sniff, "nice to meet you, chopper."

chopper licks him. "chopper says its nice to meet you too."

that makes a corner of law's lips lift. you're silly. he would've never guessed.

"and you are?" he asks, realizing rather belatedly that he doesn't know your name.

your head tilts with the same realization, "oh, you're right. i don't know your name either."

"i'm law," he says, holding out a hand before seeing that it's still stained black with oil and retracting it.

you say your name in return. the syllables running off your tongue familiarly. and he repeats it. he likes your name. it's pretty. it's fitting.

part two

[lyndsyh24]

I really need to get better about being present here.

Wattpad has gotten so feral and mean lol.

Work is trying to kill me but I'm trying to work on some chapters and some Lil content because I need more of her in my life.

[lyndsyh24]

Today I'm stepping into a new decade! Also on my way to my first con!

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🎂Happy birthday Thatchy 🎂

~Thatch~

•Good natured prankster

•Quite funny but also kind of a dork

•Has a motherly mode, he's very caring and tends to worry. Safety is his thing.

•Takes as much care of his hair as he does his kitchen knives. They are both very important to him.

•Loves food. He's an adventurous eater, there are very very few things he doesn't like. One of those things is oatmeal - it's the texture.

•Has horrible handwriting

•Gardens. Likes to grow as much of his own food as he can.

Romantically-

•Super affectionate.

•Doesn't have a problem letting you take over in bed.

•Has no problem being clingy and saying he loves you in front of everyone.

•Falls in love fast and hard

•You aren't exempt from pranks - he'll hide around corners and hop out to scare you.

•He's very thoughtful, your date nights are always amazing.

•He'll teach you to cook or have you teach him your hobbies so he can spend more time with you.

•Don't worry, if you need space just say the word and he'll let you have as much time as you need.

•Would be a great dad, he'll teach the kids to help him cook so they won't be picky eaters. He takes an open communication approach so they'll feel comfortable asking or telling him things when life gets tough.

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Since I know you like ZoLu (personally I prefer ZoSan and LuLaw but to each their own). Last night I had a dream of a One Piece Princess Bride AU. Zoro was Wesley snd Luffy was a far more proactive Buttercup.

I don‘t really know Princess Bride enough to offer commentary on that *lol*

But about shipping! I predominantly ship Dragon and Crocodile.

I‘ve got some opinions about other ships but if the dynamic interests me / the characters are depicted in a way that interests me I can be into whatever *lol*

(Also the characters need to be somewhat nice to look at……. Das Auge shippt mit, as I always say.)

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🤍 Quality Time 🤍

Lil (8): *searching the house for Pops during an afternoon storm. She hears the back door and peeks out*

Pops: *turns slightly toward her and smiles as the wind picks up moving his long blonde hair off of his shoulders* Ya scared lass?

Lil: *steps out fully while thunder rattles the windows and shakes her head a little bashfully.*

Pops: C'mere an' watch it with me.

⛈️⛈️

Lil (18): *Stepping out onto the porch while the rich minerally scent of petrichor fills the air.* Knew I'd find you out here.

Pops: *Patting the space on the bench swing next to him* Took ya long enough brat. *Nods toward the incoming weather* Storms from the East are always more severe.

Lil & Pops: 'cause of the ocean.

Lil: You always say that.

⛈️⛈️

Lil (34): *The spring after losing Pops. Sitting on the same bench swing leaning against Zoro as thunder rumbles through dark clouds in the distance* Y'know storms from the East are always more severe?

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Teen Lil and baby brother Luffy

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Reblog if you’re 30 or older

This is an experiment to see if there really are as few of us as people think.You can also use this to freak out your followers who think you’re 25 or something. Yay!

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✨ Hanging Out With The Boys✨

Zoro: *offering up the game controller* Your turn?

Lil: *shakes her head* I don't play with these monsters. Ace is too competitive and Luffy cheats.

Ace and Luffy: Lies!

Lil: Freckles, how many controllers have we replaced? *Chuckles* They don't magically fly across the room.

Ace: I wouldn't throw them if Luffy could play properly.

Lil: And that's how he cheats.

Zoro: They fall for that?

Luffy: Shishishi

Lil: Every. Time.

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Trafalgar Law X CisFem Reader

“What is it?” Dr. Trafalgar barked, returning his attention to the patient in front of him. 

You flinched at his harsh tone but forced yourself to answer, “I-ivermectin. She gave him an entire tube.” 

“F/N, you shouldn't be back here.” Shachi interrupted, quickly moving around the dome Law had formed to lead you out of the treatment area.

“Why didn't anyone tell me?” You huffed brushing the redhead’s hand off your forearm when you reached an empty exam room. 

For some reason that stung a bit. 

“Awe, don't make that face. He doesn't really share if you aren't medical staff. It's nothing personal.” He placed his hands on your shoulders, “It’s for everyone's safety. The hate for devil fruits runs deep. You know that.” 

“You're right,” You sighed, “Can you please confirm that he heard me? She was trying to cure his cancer.” 

“I'm sure he already knows,” Shachi offered a small smile, “but I'll tell him.” 

He left the room while you collected yourself and headed back to finish doing paperwork with the client. 

“The doctor or a tech should be in soon to update you. Please step out into the lobby if you need anything.” As you reached for the knob the door pushed open into you. 

Law stepped in with a stern expression. He held the door open but didn't move any further forcing you to duck under his extended arm. His gaze followed you briefly as you apologized and excused yourself. 

It took a bit for you to relax. It wasn't that you were angry, you couldn't blame him or the staff for not telling you. You’d known Dr. Newgate longer after all. Chopper hung out with you outside of work and was comfortable enough to shift forms in front of you. 

This felt so strange, awkward even. 

It bothered you.

Law ignored you for the most part. Even outside of work. 

You scoffed to yourself thinking about how he just walked away from you in the grocery store. How he’d hardly responded to your greetings. How his eyes rarely met yours but you could feel them clock you when you entered the same room. The way he tipped your chin so carefully that morning. 

“F/N,” Bepo’s call sent your soul out of your body, “I'm sorry… day shift is headed out if you don't need anything.” 

“Oh, no-uh, I'll be headed out soon too.” You glanced at the time and back toward the Mink, “Have a good night.” 

“You too.” He offered a wave before turning back to the treatment area. 

After getting your things together you closed down and made your way back to the ward to clean up Azul 's kennel. You turned the corner to see the navy clad doctor lying on the floor. His head and shoulders were inside the kennel while you could hear Azul 's tail thumping away merrily. 

“Silly girl,” he murmured in that tone you wished you heard more. 

“She really likes you.” 

Your voice had him scrambling and in his haste he sat up slamming his head into the kennel above him. 

“Shit.” 

“I'm so sorry!” You dropped down to assist him. 

Dr. Trafalgar scooted out of the small space rubbing his head with one hand and holding up the other to stop you from getting too close. 

“I'm fine.” 

You watched him stand as Azul followed and trotted up to greet you. 

“I have bad timing today it seems.” 

“I was just checking her surgery leg. It's healed well.” He ignored your attempt to break the building tension. 

“Oh,” Law watched you deflate a bit, “thanks.” 

“Yeah.” He stepped around you, “Uh, have a good night.” 

“You… too?” You trailed off realizing he was already out of earshot. 

With a sigh you gathered your girl and left for the evening. 

“Why would he be mad at you?" Marco asked incredulously.

"I dunno." You shrugged "but he sure seemed mad.”

"He's just very private." He signed the form you'd placed in front of him. 

"So, what should I do?"

"Hell if I know-yoi." He glanced up at you before pushing the form back to you "But you work together so you need to figure it out."

"Oh thanks, very helpful." You rolled your eyes. "You're so welcome."

"I'm going to HR." You quipped. 

“Have a good weekend F/N." He chuckled 

"You too, I guess." you waved, “And happy birthday.”

“Thanks-yoi.” He called back. 

Your boss’s birthday was always celebrated as a huge party at the Newgate compound. This year you decided not to attend just to make sure Azul was taken care of. You also had to work.   

The next day Dr. Trafalgar was more irritable. You didn't know why. All of his patients were doing fine and being discharged including the puppy that had been accidentally poisoned. Late that afternoon he'd come up to the lobby angry that you'd attached a radiograph to a chart upside down. 

“Go easy on her, she's not medical staff.” Penguin argued. 

“Then you teach her how to do it properly.” The doctor snapped and stormed out. 

“What's his deal?” You looked at the tech wide eyed. 

“Tomorrow's his birthday. He's always a jerk around this time of year. Don't take it too personally.” He waved his hand dismissively. 

“So, he hates his birthday?” 

Penguin frowned, “It's not really my place to unpack that F/N.” 

“Maybe we should decorate or something? I feel bad, we've never celebrated it before.” You turned to note his birthday in the office calendar. 

“I think he prefers it this way. Really, don't worry about it.” 

After work, ignoring Penguin’s advice you brought down the birthday decorations kept in the back office and sifted through to find something you felt would suit the moody surgeon. You settled on a birthday banner with black cats and some black and yellow balloons. His birthday was over the weekend, so you planned to bring in treats and a card on Monday morning. 

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You entered the hospital with an assortment of baked goods and other treats for the entire staff to share. Realizing you didn’t know much about what Law might like, you decided that a gift card to Sanji’s cafe would be the best route. So, you signed the kitchie card and slipped it inside before putting it at Law’s yet-to-be seen decorated desk. 

After setting that up you headed for the breakroom to start your morning routine. You rounded the corner to find a tall blonde picking Dr. Trafalgar’s mug out of the cabinet. 

“Oh, uh -” You stifled yourself as the stranger turned around to face you. 

His hair was tied up neatly into a bun with a very clean cropped undercut. A scar stretched from his hairline to the arc of his left brow. He smiled softly as his gaze fell over you. 

When had Marco hired someone new?

“Good morning,” he rumbled, “you must be the receptionist -” he snapped his fingers trying to recall the name Marco had given him. 

“F/N.” you smiled back, “I’m sorry Dr. Newgate didn’t tell me we had a new hire or I’d have a welcome packet for you.” 

“Oh, so the pastries aren’t for me?” he nodded toward the spread you’d set up moments before his arrival. 

“It was both of the doctor’s birthdays over the weekend.”

“I’ll have to make sure to make it back down for my birthday then.” he winked, “Names Hongo, the Locum DVM* covering for Marco while he’s out.” 

Your brows knit in confusion, “While he’s out?”

“Yeah, some family - uh - stuff came up over the weekend.” He moved his hands as he spoke, “Everyone is ok, he’ll just be out the next week or so.”

“Ah, well, welcome. If you need any help getting acclimated just let me know.” 

“Thanks, I’m sure I’ll be bothering you quite a bit. First order of business is figuring out this fancy coffee machine.” He turned toward the counter.

“No worries,” you chuckled, “That’s part of my morning duties. I’ll get the pot going and set out everyone’s mugs.”

The familiar cadence of Law’s Italian leather boots coming down the hall caught your attention.

“You must be Trafalgar,” Hongo said looking behind you, “I was just getting acquainted with F/N here.”

Dr. Trafalgar’s brows raised slightly before dropping back to his usual uninterested expression, “You’re Shanks’ friend, thanks for covering.”

His gaze moved between you and the blonde before finally landing on his mug.

“Rounds should be starting soon,” You interrupted, moving to gently take the favored yellow mug from the relief vet, “I’ll get the coffee going for all of you.”

“Thanks.” he smiled down at you before making his way to the door.

“You’re welcome Doctor.” 

“Just Hongo is fine.” He winked at you again before slipping out of the room.

Law crossed his arms and turned for the doorway as well, “Don’t let him use my cup.”

“I’ll leave it on your desk doc.” you chuckled as he stepped out. 

*Locum DVM - locum is a temporary replacement. DVM is a Doctor of Veterinary Medicine 

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~Getting ready for a date ~

Lil: *sitting cross legged on the floor at the coffee table in the living room with her makeup laid out in front of her*

Luffy (6): *wiggling into her lap* What're'ya doin'?

Lil: *helping him right himself in her lap before continuing with her routine* Puttin' on makeup.

Luffy: *looks at her in the mirror she's holding* But your face is already pretty.

Lil: *kisses his head and chuckles* Wait until you see when I'm finished.

Luffy: *touches the eyeshadow palette* Can I be pretty?

Lil: *grins at him* Oh my sweet little prince, of course *turns him around to face her*

*20 minutes later*

Marco: Lil have you see Lu-*stops in his tracks seeing Luffy sitting in her lap with a full beat taking selfies with the family polaroid*

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Do you know that Whitebeard's given name is Newgate and the last name is actually Edward?

Yup. I know.

Thanks.

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What a sweet message to wake up to!

Thank you for appreciating Lil 🤍 and everything else. This makes my little heart full.

@lyndsyh24 - I appreciate all the fluff and sass you share on your blogs (the organization is helpful too!) All you stuff about Lil makes me laugh, the way she gives her brothers a hard time 🤩