#I'm a little snail leaving a little trace behind me

[tapakah0]

Hey, how are you? You haven't had any updates on the comic for a long time. Hope you are having a good rest

I'm very good Comic is on a freeze, I don't feel like making plots, want to animate and make doodles only, following the river And I bet ya that's not even a "long time", when it will be 5 years theeen I'll accept it as a "long time"

[bang-bang-gang]

fic: don't stand so close to me, mariah/mina/toni, rated M, 1263 words

Based on these prompts requested by @happyendingsong (thank you!! <3):

(A) Loving to be in the middle while sleeping and (B) Sharing a bathroom with a bunch of people is a nightmare, especially when all of them have to go to work.

I know I said I'd stay under 1000 words for these prompts, but since I'm doing two prompts in one fic AND it's minamariah day, I figured I'm allowed some leeway on my self-imposed rules 🥰

(read on AO3 instead)

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Mariah wakes up warm and sticky, not exactly the way she likes it. But her nose is buried into Mina’s neck, whose body is soft and sweet in Mariah’s arms — and from the back, Toni’s firm body is plastered up against Mariah and cradling her close.

Little spoon and big spoon at the same time. Mariah’s the filling in the most luscious and heart-accelerating sandwich she’s had in her life. However temporary, considering her plans, she still can’t believe her luck when it comes to the fact that the two women made up and wanted to give this whole threeway relationship a try for her sake, but then again… that was hardly luck, right?

Mariah knows all about the ways to have her cake and eat it too.

Not so much when it comes to her shitty apartment. The space is too fucking small to live with three people, and she hates it just like everything else about this godforsaken country. But Mina will go back to Japan in a bit and Toni doesn’t really live here. She claims she still has some charade to put up with her husband, and Mariah doesn’t know or care enough about him to figure out what’s going on there. When Toni’s with her, he sure as hell isn’t involved.

Since Mariah woke up before the other two, she might just have a chance at the miraculous first shower.

With utmost discretion, she lets go of Mina and starts to peel Toni’s hand off her tit. Toni stirs slightly, but doesn’t seem to wake up. Mariah pulls her arm free from underneath Mina at a snail’s pace, inch by inch until she can use it to push herself upright. After a quick risk assessment (Mina’s the smallest), she uncovers the blanket from both the woman in front of her and herself, and climbs over her out of the bed, careful not to put any weight on her.

Standing next to the bed, Mariah looks back over her shoulder only once. Mina’s mumbling something, then crawls in underneath the covers and closer up to Toni. Neither woman seems to open her eyes.

Perfect execution.

Mariah hobbles over to the bathroom. Fuck, she’s sticky-sticky. The skin on both of her thighs pieces together uncomfortably from the traces of lube smeared all over, and wow, that’s bound to leave her sensitive skin with a rash. If the antibiotics for the inevitable UTI don’t get her first, because of course, she forgot to go piss after sex again last night.

As she sits on the toilet to do her business, she picks the rose petals out of her hair. Some are stuck to her skin in unfortunate places, too. No matter how often she tells Toni how much she hates the mess the petals make, the woman still insists on sprinkling them all over the bed before every tryst for “ambiance”.

Ambiance, what the fuck. She never offers to help with the clean-up, now does she?

Okay. Fuck. Mariah needs to get rid of all these tangles and knots in her bone-dry hair and expensive extensions before getting herself all wet in the shower. Her hairbrush is still somewhere in the bedroom, but maybe if she’s like, super-duper careful…

“Wonderful, darling, I’ll take it from here.”

Toni’s right outside the bathroom door: up and awake, blocking the way for Mariah to leave, and very, very naked. For a long second, Mariah’s distracted by Toni’s perky nipples staring right at her — and that long second is more than enough for Toni to slip past her and into the bathroom.

“Oi!” Mariah snaps, wedging her leg between the door so Toni can’t close it behind her. “I haven’t showered yet!”

“I can tell.”

“C’mon, it was my turn… wait, when did you put on those false eyelashes?”

“The glue takes a long time to dry.” Toni tilts her head and sticks her nose up in the air. “Showbiz waits for no one.”

Mariah’s momentarily distracted long enough for Toni to kick against her shin hard enough that she’s startled into jerking away from the doorframe. Fuck. Through the door, she helplessly yells, “The glue’s just gonna melt off under the hot water!”

There’s no response, only the sound of water clattering down onto cheap porcelain.

Mariah slumps against the door and looks over at the bed. Of course all that commotion woke up Mina.

“Mariah?” she says, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Incidentally, a rose petal falls from the side of her face down to her lap. “Oh… the roses, they are cute.”

“So cute,” Mariah repeats, putting on her brightest smile and joining Mina on the bed. One day, she’ll take her vengeance on Toni for covering her bed in garbage and hogging the bathroom, but today is not that day. “Rose gold, that’s us.”

Mina nods with a timid smile playing on her lips, but her eyes are distracted elsewhere. A warm hand runs down Mariah’s side, and then reaches back to squeeze her arse. “Come sleep a little more?”

Mariah bites her lip. Well, if she’s forced to wait out Toni anyway, might as well close her eyes and lay her head on her girlfriend’s well-endowed bosom, right?

Right.

…right?

For real, she closed her eyes for only a mili-second, no longer, and then — poof! Well-endowed bosom gone, and so is her girlfriend.

Her other girlfriend, however, is back. Full make-up and curlers in her hair and all.

“Fuck!” Mariah exclaims, shooting up. Already knowing the answer, she asks, “Is Mina in the bathroom?”

Toni purses her lips and stands at the window, clutching the curtains with drama as she looks outside. There’s not much of a view from Mariah’s apartment, mostly a grey concrete wall and the skip bin from the Italian place next door. “It would appear so, my darling.”

Mariah jumps out of bed and tries the door. Locked. Fuck.

“Mina, let me in!” she begs. At least the shower isn’t running — yet. “Don’t use up all the warm water, please!”

“I have to do my make-up,” Mina explains, voice muffled through the door. “I have an important photoshoot today.”

“We all have that fucking photoshoot!” Mariah sounds off, then reels her anger back in as best as she can. After all, you catch more flies with a popping champagne bottle than old milk, or however that fucking saying goes. With her sweetest voice, she goes, “Chanmina, will you let me in? I can shower while you do your make-up!”

Again. Fucking again. In lieu of an answer there’s only the sound of a shower turning on.

Billowing air through her teeth, Mariah grabs her hairbrush and clutches it tightly. How much force does a blow to the head require before it gets lethal? Will a hairbrush suffice?

Her murderous thoughts settle as she watches Toni bend over with her glorious arse in the air, picking up a pair of panties off the floor. It’s one Mina’s: hot pink and very tiny. Toni sends a naughty glance over her shoulder in Mariah’s direction before stepping into the lingerie.

Fine, Mariah thinks, watching Toni squeeze her curves into the fabric. She can bide her time. She will be patient and wait for her girlfriends to use the bathroom before her. And more importantly, she will be patient and wait until she has access to a better weapon than a fucking hairbrush.

That shiny, gold-plated World Title belt looks like it can deal a heavy strike. Probably even more once it’s adorned with Mariah’s name.

[hazzyking]

The Snail ( @fanaticsnail ) inspired me to write some One Piece stuff. But I accidentally used my Self insert.

Its easier to write like that TBH.

You can gladly change my S/I to Y/N as long as you enjoy my work 🥰

Idk what's cannon and what's not anymore. But Law is hot to I had to write this. I mean. I guess based on her tattoos yall know what is and isn't cannon

Also nothing is italicized cause I hate Tumblr formatting. But on Google it looks nicer 🤣

Ink.

Aside from the sheer respect he holds for her, Miss Newgate also happens to be the picture of beauty. Her ink tainted skin, exposed to him as he "examines" the Whitebeard cress that stains the tops of her breasts and sternum. "You alright? Law?" Ame asks as her lips brush the shell of his ear.

He shudders as his long fingers trace the purple tattoo on her sternum. "You're covered.” he mutters, as his lips catch the fang tattoo on the right side of her neck, she mewls softly as his stubbled chin scratches her sensitive skin.

"Is that a problem? Sir?" she asks, doing her best to maintain her dominant attitude, but Law is leaving her in shambles as his lips, tongue, and long fingers trace her ink ridden body. He smiles at the sun tattoo that fits perfectly on the space between her hip and ass, knowing full well the only people who ever saw this were the people who got her in this state, his fingers moved down her left leg to cup the back of her knee and hook it onto his hip, he groaned as he repositioned himself inside of her dripping cunt.

“Mm, not at all Little Newgate.” Law let out a horse chuckle, and watched Ame's hand reach out and trace the Ink on his chest. “I admire the love displayed on your skin,” he murmured against her neck as his fingers found Ace written in black letters and cursive on the right side of her hip, the heart shaped flame behind the lettering made his lips curl up into a smile. “I'm so sorry for your loss.” Law whispered, as he kissed up the same side of her neck and jaw.

she shuddered softly at his gentleness. “I appreciate it, But don't bring Ace up when your balls deep inside me… please” Ame chuckled softly, turning her nose to brush against his. Her body was a map of her conquests, maybe he didn't understand all of her subtle references to the vastness of lovers she had taken throughout her life. But he knew each collection of line work and images were made because she fell in love with something so hard, that she had to show it.

“The sun?” He asked, his large hand cupping her ass and causing her to squeak. “That's not from a certain Fishman? No?” He asked, as his lips kissed The tops of her breast, he loved the Whitebeard mark on her chest, it perfectly shaped everything she was and everything she could be, the purple cross literally controlled a room when she wore a low enough shirt, he felt honored He was able to see it in all its glory.

Ame chuckled slightly after a bit of silence, “probably not the one you're thinking of… but yes, that's from a fishman” she said, looking into his brown Eyes.

“Hmm, and this sword behind your ear, I'd recognize that from anywhere… That's Yoru” he muttered as his lips nipped her ear and she let out a shrill gasp. “Where will you put me?” He asked, as his lips trailed her body again, his tongue swirling down the pink bud of her nipples, and his perverted fingers rolling the other one.

“A-ah!” Ame moaned, attempting to speak over the gentle waves of pleasure Law casually washed over her. “Maybe a heart… on my shoulder” she managed.

Law snickered at her answer. “So when I bend you over my desk, I can see how much you love my cock?” Law chuckled lowly. And Ame nodded.

“Or… the back of my knee… right where your hand is… so I can remember how your hands feel” she swallowed, and Law brought his other hand around her throat, his digits gently caressing her skin.

“This… this is nice” he said, admiring his own tattoos on her throat, he shifted inside her once more, his hips dragging out a slow, thrust as she whimpered beneath him. “Oh that's very nice, Miss Newgate.” Her name rolled off his tongue like a lyric, her legs quivered, silently begging for him to drag his cock against her walls once more.

“Law… please… we can talk about tattoos after?” Ame moaned softly, her hands clawing at his shoulders, “If I don't cum, you don't get a piece on my skin” she joked, which caused Law to chuckle.

“If you cum now… i'll never see you again.” He spoke against her lips, Ame whined, still attempting to continue this intimate moment. “I don't want to share you with the rest of the world.” Law muttered, then dragged his hips out again, and snapped them back against hers, she let out another whimper and felt her arousal pooling on her skin, and on the wooden desk below.

“Please Law,” Ame begged as she clawed his tan skin. “I need you so bad.” she shamelessly begged him.

“I wish they could see you now,” Law hummed, trailing kisses down her neck again. “You controlled the room when I first met you, Newgate.” He smiled against her pale flesh… “I could get used to making you melt,” he groaned, as he unwillingly thrust his hips within her again…

“I'm not feeling well, doctor,” Ame chuckled, “I could stay here for further examination.” she smirked.

Law let a dark chuckle rumble in his chest, and his hands pulled her closer. “Oh yes, I'm definitely going to need to keep you overnight for observation.” Law grunted, and started to set a steady pace, rocking his hips against hers. “How does that feel?” he asked between pants.

Ame moaned softly in his ear, as she pressed her exposed chest to his skin, her nipples rubbing against the silver bars that pierced his. “Oh yes,” she cried out “just like that!” She moaned again, Law smirked, as he continued to thrust within her, pulling her leg higher so his cock could comb her deeper. “Fuck, fuck, please don't stop!” Ame begged as she let out short pants.

“Deeper breaths Little Newgate… I want you to last all night,” he grunted as he picked up his pace, causing Ame to scream with pleasure. “That's it Newgate, just like that,” he coached her between his own grunts, and he felt his cock throb inside of her. “I'm close.” he grunted, and maintained his pace.

Ame couldn't speak at this point, she nodded and cried as her orgasm washed over her, and her cunt milked white strings of cum from Law's slender cock, he let out a moan as his hips stuttered against hers, and he road out the end of his orgasm. He pressed his forehead against hers as they both managed to catch their breath. Law held her close, he was determined to keep his cock as warm as possible within her velvet walls. “You're burning up.” Law joked, “I'm definitely going to have to keep you, till the fever subsidies at least.”

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you answered so fast! I look forward to this story haha and thanks for letting me write all my ideas haha I'm happy you like the plot I thought of!

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Lina was standing in front of a mysterious house in the middle of the wood with a rusty golden key in hand. Their backpack was full of materials they didn't know existed or were of any use other than in fairy tales.

The portal behind them vanishing the wind messing with their curly light brown hair. They couldn't go back to France now, they had to begin this adventure.

When they found out about their powers two three days, they wouldn't have thought that everything would go so rapid.

You must wonder how they found out about their powers? Let's just say the cat learnt how to fly in the middle of the night after they caressed him.

Lina was confused, shocked, worried, and amused, nevertheless, they didn't know how to discuss it with their parents. They believed they would tell them they were utterly out of their mind, however, the reaction they got from both of them astonished them. Instead of a frustrated and annoyed expression, their parents held a worried and caring one.

That is when they found out about their ancestors and the few people who were witches in our modern world. You could say they needed some time to process everything.

"You will have to leave for awhile." Their father stated attempting to keep his voice stable. Their eyes widening at the sudden information.

"We know someone who will be able to protect you and help you learn how to control your powers." Their mother continued pressing her lips together nodding.

They didn't question anything out loud. Who did they had the necessity to be protected from? Where did they were sent to? They were only seventeen after all.

They looked around their surroundings. Trees going from miles away and no trace of humanity around them. They queried if they landed at the right place.

Lina glanced once again at the massive wooden door in front of them tightening their grip on their luggage nervously sighing.

They squinted their hazel eyes and saw a note on the door. "Open the door to your destiny." was written on the parchment. They guessed they had to enter. Therefore, they used the key their parents gave them.

They ground began to softly shake before it opened underneath them. Letting a startled and shrieking scream, they began to fall. They tried hard to grap on some ropes around them but they only fell deeper. Suddenly they hit the ground or more like the mattress.

Lina had landed on a bed. Their belongings neatly placed around the bedroom, even their plushy. They glanced down at their attire. The witch wasn't wearing the same clothes. They were in a school uniform with a skirt and a dark blue blazer.

"What the hell..." They murmured raising their eyebrows before getting up and composition themselves. Their glasses that they forgot back at home were on the table beside their bed.

"Where am I...?" They thought putting their glasses on allowing them to see clearer.

All of sudden the door of the room opened revealing a joyful old lady wearing at apron. Lina didn't notice anything except that she was in the presence of a stranger, although she didn't appear to be a threat Lina was still wary of her.

"Sunshine, you finally arrived! Last time I saw you, you couldn't even walk yet!" The woman stated waving her wand around which the teenager hadn't remarked at first.

They were frozen in place as the lady walked towards them her arms stretched giving the witch a warm embrace which Lina returned automatically. They felt strange, they felt as if they were meant to be here, they felt at home.

"Now, young apprentice, you need to go to school. Even if you are a witch you still need a proper education and I see my spell worked. Sorry for not answering the door but the spell only work through portals. At least you are already in your uniform." The shorter woman rambled straightening her apprentice clothes.

Eventually, she placed a hand on the teenager's back pushing them forward. Waving her wand, Lina's backpack flew into their arms as the necessities for a school day were flying around and landing into the backpack.

"Wait!" Lina stopped taking a long breath. "Are you Minkyung by any chance? Everything is just going way to fast right now, to say I found out three days ago I was Harry Potter... without the dead parents though which is cool! It's... stressing me out a bit. It is kinda funny don't get be wrong but... I need explanations." They finished, rambling nervously as Minkyung stared at them in a motherly manner as she rubbed the teenager's arm softly.

"I don't have the time to explain anything at the moment. Just understand you are safe here, I'll be your teacher. Right now you need to go to school, you need to head to school or you'll be late. The address is on your phone but you'll be there through this door." The black short haired lady informed.

Grabbing her wand she tapped three times on the majestic wooden door with silver engravings. A bright light emanated from it which vanished as fast as it came.

"All you need to know right now is that you are a new student at Seoul Art and Technology High School. You take dancing as a subject too. Obviously one of the reason why you are doing to this school. Everything about your life is not a secret except you being our little Harry Potter as you said. Everything is already fixed with the principle and you only need to head to class 153." She smiled and opened the door where a blue clouded portal was hiding.

"Have a wonderful day, sunshine! Try to make some friends!" Minkyung exclaimed as she pushed Lina through the portal as they fell once again. However, they didn't have the time to scream as when they opened their hazel greenish eyes again, they were standing in front of Seoul Art and Technology High School's door entrance.

However, they felt something in their hand. Why were they holding a bottle of water? She believed Minkyung might have placed it into their hand therefore guessed it was safe for them to drink the content. She needed something to freshen their mind.

As they took a long gulp of water, they began to notice what the students were saying. However, they were speaking in Korean... Lina had never learnt the language prior. It was a potion! They could speak and understand Korean fluently.

"How did I not think about the language barrier... thankfully Minkyung was there or I would have been clueless the whole day." They chuckled putting the bottle of water back into their backpack.

They sighed once again and entered the school gulping nervously.

Their feet was walking for them as their mind was somewhere else. Lina still couldn't process what was happening. Their life was completely normal and bland tree days ago but they had to pet their cat and now they are a witch.

"Do I need a magic wand or can I just do tricks with my hands? It was really how the cat flew away hahaha. I should be more serious anyway, how could I laugh instead of thinking "oh the cat is flying, Lina it's not normal!"..." Their trails of thought continued until they were the last student to arrive to classroom 153. "Oh my god, here I am..."

"Hello, Lina! I am your teacher for the year, it is really nice to have you in our class." The teacher said, giving the teenager her best smile.

"It is really nice to meet you too, miss." They simply said not confident with their new born Korean.

Both of them entered the class. Lina's heartbeat quickened all of sudden. Everyone was looking at them as they tried to keep a friendly aura.

"Hi, everyone! We have a new student for the year. Please would you introduce yourself?" Asked the teacher as she sat behind her desk staring the teenager.

"Hi... My name is Lina, I'm from France, so yeah, I can speak French. And... I major in dancing here... It's nice to meet all of you!" They greeted rather loudly at the end as they were nervous.

The teacher extended her hand to a seat at the back of the class which was behind a silver haired boy who was very attentive when Lina was presenting themselves.

Lina walked to the seat and plopped themselves on it, dropping their bag on the floor quietly. They placed their school materials on the table but noticed they forget to take their pencil cases.

"Magic is forgetful I see..." They thought as they sighed and hesitated for fifteen minutes. Fortunately, the teacher was solely presenting the subjects they would be studying with her this semester.

Eventually, Lina let out a breath and softly tapped on the silver haired boy's shoulder. He turned around as his friend did too. They didn't expect that much attention on them just for a pencil.

"Hi, excuse me... well I don't know your name. Anyway, do you have a pencil to give me please. I was running late his morning and forget my pencil case... please?" They wondered not able to read the student's facial expression until it suddenly broke into a joyful and friendly grin.

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A French exchange student? It wasn’t often that they’d see an exchange student, especially from the West - France, no less - so both vampires were attentive, listening to everything that was being said. As the pair shared a look, there was one defining thought that they clearly shared with much of the class; they’re this fluent?

Sunoo had brought out his own pencil case, organising his desk before opening his notebook; getting down the subjects they would be studying that year would definitely help with buying the appropriate textbooks. He learnt that lesson the first time he had to retake education. The pureblood aging process was like that of a snail, and while the concept of looking young for centuries was appealing, Sunoo - and much of the others - didn’t appreciate the need to remain in high school while they still looked like teenagers.

“Hmm?” As both Jungwon and Sunoo turned in canon of each other, Jungwon nodded in realisation as it finally registered what they were asking. Likewise, Sunoo’s blank expression broke into a smile as he nodded and reached for a spare pencil. Handing the stationary over, he smiled.

“Here you go! Oh; I’m Sunoo, and that’s Jungwon~. Lina, right?”