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He remained there, devouring her as he cleaned the mess they'd created between her legs with his tongue. Teasing it at first with his fingers and then when he knew he'd ramped up her desire once more he moved lower with his mouth. Nipping and sucking at her clit before delving into her core and then dragging the wetness of their mess down to her other entrance. Typically it wasn't something that he'd do, but in this case he couldnt' help himself as he sucked and swirled his tongue around the entrance.
Drawing long licks before pulling away and biting at her ass cheek, his hands moving to help lift her hips to give him better access. The one that hadn't been playing with her ass earlier moving to dip into her core, working her there even as he worked her.
Only once his fingers where soaked did he pull back, nipping at her inner thigh as he slowly began pressing his coated fingers into her ass. Not going to far without the oil, but prepping it slowly as he pulled away to reach for the bottle. Pausing long enough to coat his fingers before slowly pressing them farther in, waiting for her body to relax and open for him as his mouth turned to her skin. Leaving marks along her inner thighs and ass as he worked to prep her for his cock.
Maria kissed him back softly, nipping at his top lip as he pulled away from her. When he left to get the oil she shifted and stretched, giving her muscles a moment to relax from the position they had been in. Her body was still thrumming from the pleasure he had given her. As he returned to the bed with her she moaned softly as he kissed her, wrapping her arms around his neck.
As he left her mouth Maria hummed, watching him as he trailed down her body again. Moving her legs to give him room as he started working on her again she moaned happily, arching her hips into his mouth. Shi was a wonder with his mouth and she was enjoying every time he slipped between her legs. Reaching down she ran her fingers into his hair to hold him in place.
“Ahh Shiiii.” She moaned as she felt him start to work on her other opening. Sighing softly she let herself relax into her futon to make the prep easier. The few times she had allowed a man to do this they had tried to use it as a moment to force themselves into her. Maria had taken corrective steps to punish those, but she doubted Shi would act so boorishly.
#sirensofthefiveseas#before i hunt you down | sirensofthefiveseas | (deaths dark desires)#when pleasure becomes sin (nsfw/bdsm)
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I am still here! I was sick for the past week and feeling off before that. I will be working on catch up throughout the blogs next week and maybe today depending on how my energy is. (Still a bit sick, sinus colds are a bitch). But this blog is swept up and the queue has been searched for missing threads hanging out in there. If any have been found they have been posted.
The ask box is still open! So if you're new here please feel free to send some things in to get stuff started since it might be a minute before I can start pestering new people again. <3
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Golden hues flicked to her for a moment before returning to the group that had walked in. From her tone, it was clear that she knew them, which meant she'd be recognized. This could turn into a fucking pain in the ass. The thought trickled through his mind even as he remained relaxed in his seat, lazily lifting his sake cup to his lips and taking a sip. Legs remaining crossed as he continued to lounge in the comfort of one who knew he was the strongest in the room.
"Guess we'll find out if they feel like tangling with us." He mused, gaze shifting away from the slavers as if he couldn't care less who they were. Attention locking on Bepo for a moment and ensuring the mink was also within the group's safety. While Mink's didn't go for as much as the merfolk, they still had a high price.
Noting that Bepo was within their circle he remained comfortably in his seat. His status as a Warlord should scare the slavers off, but there were always those who wanted to try their luck. Regardless, he'd be ensuring that Rose got off the island safely if only for the fact that he disagreed with slavery. While he wouldn't go out of his way to save people, he also wasn't about to stand by and watch as someone was taken.
“Hm” It was still a little upsetting getting pegged as a mermaid by someone else so quickly. As he explained how he got around the oath she sipped at her drink, watching his crew around them. They were an interesting bunch and despite her usual weariness she couldn’t help but relax into her seat. Usually pirates weren’t her typical friend group but sometimes they were nice enough to hang out with a little.
Even with her relaxing she noticed the new group the moment they walked in. Slavers had a distinct walk and air about them, she could clock them in a heartbeat. It didn’t help that she knew this particular group, having run into them a few times. “Great. Marris.” She muttered into her drink, sinking into the seat. From how the group pulled together the pirates had also noticed the group as well.
“Marris has a bad left knee, his right hand man Cronn is partly blind.” Rose rattled off quickly, just in case the idiots noticed that she was there. “The rest of them are new…hmm I guess he rebuilt after I sank his last ship.” Maelstroms were her specialty
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He offered a grunt in agreement even as he moved to the rail, waiting for Penguin to get into the water and begin the test. The chances of it going totally wrong were minimal. He'd seen enough of Ikkaku's work to know that she wouldn't even do a trial run unless she herself was willing to take the risk. Which meant that while he would be on standby if Penguin needed him, he highly doubted it would go to bad.
Still, he removed one hand from his pocket, resting it casually on the rail so that he'd be ready even as his friend jumped into the water with the ease of one who was almost as home in the sea as on land. They'd both grown up in the North Blue, so the waters of the Grand Line temperature-wise were nothing compared to what they were used to.
Notting the glance his way he said simply. "Ready when you are." Confirming that he had Penguin's back if something did go astray. Calmly waiting for the other to swim out the twenty meters and then push the button.
It was good to see Law was on board with her new invention and rewarded her with a small smile. It made Ikkaku's shoulders relax a bit, pleased and relieved. The engineer was a hard worker and she knew she was smart and useful, but there was always a small part of her that feared she would disappoint her captain. Yet it seemed she had his seal of approval, especially since he'd decided Penguin should test it out.
Really, Ikkaku had been ready to do the test herself if needed. She was a strong swimmer as well and willing to take the risk. After all, if something went wrong she didn't want her nakama getting hurt for it. It would eat her up inside. But while she was tempted to argue with Law's order that Penguin do it instead, she thought better of it. Penguin was an even better swimmer than her and there was a begrudging logic to not sending the mechanic who might be able to fix the device should it fail. And at least he'd been a guinea pig for her plenty in the past, so she knew he was capable of following her instructions.
So, instead of pouting, she turned to Penguin and assisted in helping him get it on. "Ok, so we only wanna test quick bursts right now, so when you get in the water, swim out about twenty feet and then push this button," she instructed, pointing out the bright red button on the handle. "Hold it for only three seconds, ok? Just enough so I can see the power of that burst. Then swim right back. If anything goes wrong, flip that switch," she added, pointing at a small switch on the left side, "and that'll send up a flare so we can find you."
"Don't be such a worrywart," Penguin replied, kicking off his boots. "I've got this, and if anything goes wrong, Law's got me. Right, Captian?"
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He blinked, a little taken aback by the sudden rambling of the colors the sounds had made. A part of his mind noted that she had synesthesia even as he listed in fascination. Having only ever heard about the phenomenon some experienced he instantly started compiling a list of questions to ask now that he knew someone who had it.
So when they snapped their mouth shut he couldn't help but blink before ignoring the apology altogether, their excitement over the subject infectious. "Do you find similarities in color when listening to certain kinds of sounds? What about when someone sings or speaks? What's the extent to the colors and how often do you experience it?"
Shifting in his seat he leaned forward, fingers comfortably knitting as his hands hung between his legs, elbows resting on his knees. Golden hues remained fixed upon the other as he waited for the answer to his first volley of questions.
Alpha took note of Law moving his hand to where they wouldn’t be able to touch it again without invading his personal space. They would avoid touching him again in the future though it meant they were at a loss for how to thank him in more than words later. Settling into a seat across from him Alpha nodded slightly, feeling themselves perk up when he mentioned that he thought they would like the patterns.
“I did! As I stated I have never have never heard whale song before.” Alpha closed their eyes as they remembered the moment ago. “I would have though their songs would be blue but it was an interesting indigo shade. Well only some of them were I believe those were the females. The males song was a darker shade, closer to black. Their songs also did not form waves which would be the conclusion but swirls.” Alpha kept talking, not realizing they were rambling at the moment. “There was also an almost violet colored swirl among them, so the pod may have a child or an elderly member. I have no comparison to judge…”
There was an audible click as Alpha’s jaw slammed shut, literally biting their tongue when it finally hit them they were rambling. “I apologize.” It was a soft mutter, Alpha’s cheeks turning bright red as they sank into themselves. Their tongue was a little sore from biting it so hard but they were able to ignore it.
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allow me to offer a law in these trying times
#were queuing for surgery (queue)#the surgeon of death (trafalgar d law)#a secret closet nerd (fan art)
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"I heard everything." He said simply, gaze never leaving the other Warlords as he continued. "I was right there, behind him in the box that you shot him dead against." It was a revelation he'd been waiting to give. To tell Doflamingo that he'd been so close to reclaiming him and his fruit only to have them both slip through his fingers. That his brother's final act of betrayal had been to save him from the asshole's clutches. Staying alive long enough even as he bled out so that a small child was able to escape the clutches of a deranged man. "You didn't even hesitate."
Doffy let out a laugh at Law's words. How long had he thought back to that day? How long had he thought about the pain of knowing that his brother had betrayed him? The pain that had come with the look of hatred that Rosinante had on his face? The lack of control over the situation? No, he would never let that lack of control occur again. He had vowed that as he had looked down at his dying brother. He would not be drawn back to being that helpless child being shot full of arrows as his father had screamed for the people hurting to forgive them for existing. A frown crossed his face as there was mention of how he had killed Rosi. There had not been a second thought, no, but there was certainly regret. "And what makes you so certain that there was not a second thought?"
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law knew he couldn't resist cute beings, so he acted cold instead ( ◡‿◡ *)
#were queuing for surgery (queue)#the surgeon of death (trafalgar d law)#your giving me a headache (musings)#what are you looking at (visage)#wano spoilers
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What was it with this crew and being friends? He'd never been asked that question so often in his life. Yet in the past week alone, he'd heard it more times than he could count. Strawhat hadn't even asked, he'd just fucking claimed him like he was a new toy. At least, Roronoa hadn't made the request.
Eyeing her with the detached disinterest that was normally upon his features he said simply. "No, I'm here for the alliance between your captain and myself. Nothing more."
Yet even as he spoke he couldn't help noting the slight paleness to her skin and exhaustion that seemed to be weighing her down. His gaze shifted slightly as signs of recovering from a bad cold became more evident the longer he watched her until he couldn't help but add. Unable to prevent the concern that flared from the side of him that was a Doctor. "You should get back into the warmth before your cold comes back or at least put on more layers."
Dropping his gaze down he added, a blink the only sign of near disbelief that Chopper had allowed her out into the cold without them. "And shoes."
The events of Punk Hazard were a blur bathed in blistering white. The last thing she recalled was scampering in the snow and failing to move as she wished. She was of little help to her friends . . . she failed them. Brief periods of lucidity surfaced amidst the raging remittent fever that followed. At one point, she remembered the world around her was swathed in fuzzy darkness ( secured in a blanket .) Her confinement in the infirmary ended days later when she surfaced on deck. The air was not bitingly cold, but adjusting to it again meant dealing with the initial sting it carried. Reduced to a stray shiver and sniffle here and there, Neela cautiously crawled about the deck in search of her crewmates. Giving each of them a hug was a bit more exhausting of a task than she thought it to be. Her body drank in the sunlight readily; it seemed to soothe the lingering ache in her bones. When she retired to the deck to continue convalescing, she spotted him. He was new. Had she seen him before? Perhaps a long while ago. Something about him tripped her memory, though she could not place precisely where. A gaze reminiscent of raw zircon stared at him; her eyes were wide and large, likened to a fawn. When he spoke, she flinched, initially. "I'm Neela," she murmured, a syrupy tinge depicting residual congestion in her voice, "are you a new crewmember?" One sweeping stride brought her even closer. "Can we be friends?"
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#were queuing for surgery (queue)#the surgeon of death (trafalgar d law)#what are you looking at (visage)
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He hadn't entirely meant to ask the question, but she'd sparked his curiosity. Healing in the manner that she did made him wonder what her devil fruit powers were, even as he sensed that she was something...more. Perhaps a race that had been long believed extinct? Several of those existed. Often powerful bloodlines that the World Government had gone out of its way to eradicate.
So the comment about wanting to see if her blood could heal had one brow arching slightly. His gaze sweeping down to where she'd cut herself the last time they'd met before shrugging. "I'd have to run tests on your blood and DNA to determine if you could be a universal donor before even testing your blood for healing properties."
A shrug that bounced the curls sitting on her shoulders. She wasn’t about to tell one way or the other what she thought about being dirty. Not yet anyway. He’d have to remain in the dark on it for while. If only so they could draw out the game a little longer.
The glass of whiskey was tilted respectfully back in response to his toast. And Shiloh truly thought he’d go back to silence. The continued conversation was a bit of a surprise but not an unwelcome one.
“Well, if you’re open to talking now, I’d like to pick your brain a little You’re a doctor right? I’m look to….” Shiloh ruffled a hand through her hair, unsure where she wanted to start exactly. “I want to see if my blood can help others heal.”
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self indulgent law bc i finished 3 commissions in the past 24hrs
#were queuing for surgery (queue)#the surgeon of death (trafalgar d law)#a secret closet nerd (fan art)#wano spoilers
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I won’t tell you anything
#were queuing for surgery (queue)#the surgeon of death (trafalgar d law)#a secret closet nerd (fan art)#wano spoilers
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"Blackbeard would have taken the territory even if I hadn't taken those hearts." The situation after White Beard's death had been catastrophic. So much of the true turmoil that had occurred hadn't even made it into the papers and that which had had been altered. When the remnants of the White Beard's crew had lost to Black Beard he'd known the man would be taking the title for now.
"I think you know how." Arching one dark brow in her direction he then slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled Ceaser's heart out. It pulsed in time to the beat of blood within the captive scientist's body. The how and why it worked was beyond even him, yet was a useful ability that came with his fruit. "So yes, I took their hearts, but they fell to Blackbeard on their own. If the marines decided to kill them all that was a choice they made, not me."
Nami shifted where she stood, she had forgotten the man before her was a doctor before anything, and that he was the only reason that her captain was alive... He had saved Luffy after Marineford, and that was likely part of why Luffy trusted him now. She still felt uneasy, especially since she kept up on the news unlike a number of her crew.
"Were these motives at play when you brought in those pirate hearts from Rocky Port? Didn't that give Blackbeard a place to name his territory when he was named Emperor?" She didn't want to admit that she was in the wrong for questioning his word, she never admitted she was wrong. No, instead she was just going to ignore that in favor of something that had nagged her mind for the better part of a year. Ever since she read about it. "Were the hearts really still beating? If so, how?"
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— wolkenleere, excerpt of a book I’ll never write
#were queuing for surgery (queue)#the surgeon of death (trafalgar d law)#your giving me a headache (musings)
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"If I become King then I become King, but I set out to bring Kaido down for other reasons." Doflamingo for one and his suspicions on what the Smile Fruite actually did. Suspicions that had been proven right upon his arrival in Wano. Taking down that drug ring had crippled a lot of powerful people and organizations around the world as an added bonus.
❛ i didn't do this for the fame❜ meme [ 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 ] | @shanburuzu
A brow hitched at the statement said by the raven haired male, it was a curious take, and sometimes his curiosity gets the best of him and so he asks, "You didn't, then - why would you do such a thing like this?" Head tilting to the side as he watches with a curious gaze - there were few other reasons that people even do this outside of fame.
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Bleeding heart
#were queuing for surgery (queue)#the surgeon of death (trafalgar d law)#a secret closet nerd (fan art)#hes the reason im alive (cora)
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