#Lawkins

[reverobot]

Might as well post it here

I edited the fem supernova image to put Law and Hawkins together cuz I like to spread the Lawkins agenda. Removed Hawkins' hands and edited the cards around. I didn't want to remove the cards.

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[yonjiplush]

Multishipping 🔛🔝

[shippyboi]

Lawkins is STILL good

[shystrangercowboy]

[teamattorneylex]

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[codedredalert]

lawkins still has me after all this time u_u

[anubislover]

Flash Fic #3 “Fix: Law x Hawkins”

(Modern AU request by @shambledsurgeon for Law to “fix” Hawkins’ tarot deck)

Basil Hawkins should have known that no good could come from accepting a deck of tarot cards from his roommate, even as a birthday present. Dr. Trafalgar Law was not a man to be trusted, and he’d never shown any respect towards…well, anything, really, but especially his craft. So he merely nodded his thanks and put it aside, refusing to open them in front of his guests and giving Law the satisfaction of seeing his reaction to whatever the gift really was.

He managed to wait an entire week before finally succumbing to curiosity, sitting in the middle of the apartment living room to attempt a casual prediction regarding how the day would go.

Immediately, he knew there was something…off about this deck.

For starters, the top card proclaimed itself to be An Unhinged Ferris Wheel Rolling Towards the Sea, complete with rather detailed and stylistic artwork depicting just that. Shuffling through the cards, he found similar strange, utterly wrong replacements to the traditional tarot; Judge Judy, Flying Sex Snakes, The Homosexual Agenda, and Spectacular Abs.

The last of these displayed the unmistakable tattoos of his roommate above said abs, and he found himself admiring the definition and detail the artist had put in perhaps a little too long. As annoying and arrogant as he was, there was no denying that Law did, in fact, have some truly spectacular abs. And a roguish, sinful grin. And glittering gold eyes that reminded him of a flickering candle flame…

No! He was supposed to be annoyed at the sarcastic doctor, not musing over how physically attractive he was!

The next card was quite helpful with that, and Hawkins’ mouth turned downwards into an even more severe frown when he drew Repression, the man depicted in the artwork bearing an undeniable resemblance to himself. The one behind it, Being A Motherfucking Sorcerer, was also clearly him, surrounded by candles, reading a set of tarot cards while Faust lay across his lap.

Utterly confused, he tried to determine what the actual fuck his irritating roommate had given him, when he recalled a ridiculous and rather obscene game he’d been dragged into playing at Bonney’s birthday party two weeks before.

At that moment, Law walked into the living room, home after a long shift at the hospital. Upon seeing Hawkins’ flabbergasted and annoyed expression, he flashed his trademark smug smirk and leaned against the doorframe, visibly pleased with himself. “So. Finally decided to break in your present, Magician-ya?” he drawled.

“…how did you even find a Cards Against Humanity tarot deck?”

“Commissioned it off Etsy.”

“I see. And why do these two,” he held up Repression and Being A Motherfucking Sorcerer, “look like me?”

“I think that should be obvious. The first one stands for The Hermit and the other is The Magician.” He strolled over and pulled a little booklet out of the box, flipping it open to show that each card, as ridiculous as their new names and images were, all represented legitimate tarot cards.

Hawkins’ lips pursed, trying to figure out whether he should be furious at the disrespect done to his craft or impressed at the effort and planning Law’d put into this. This could not have been a simple endeavor, and to have it done in time for his birthday meant he had been planning it for a while. And the artwork was very good. He might have to ask for the artist’s shop and see what else was available.

Despite the book in front of him, he stared up at Law and asked bluntly, “What are Spectacular Abs supposed to represent?”

“Six of Swords.”

“…I suppose ‘emotional baggage’ and ‘unresolved issues’ is quite fitting for you,” he replied with a snort, the faintest hint of a grin tugging at the corner of his lips.

Gold eyes blinked owlishly, as if caught off-guard by the slight show of amusement. “Huh. Guess it is, though I’d picked it because of my six-pack abs of steel.”

“What card did The Homosexual Agenda replace?”

“The Lovers.”

Pinching his brow, he asked the question that really burned within him. “Trafalgar, why did you do this?”

“Because I have my own homosexual agenda.”

“Pardon?”

Rolling his eyes in exasperation, he replied, “I’m asking you out, dumbass. You wanna grab dinner?”

For a moment, Hawkins merely stared at him, jaw slack in disbelief, just the faintest hint of a blush coloring his cheeks, before at last uttering, “Why couldn’t you just ask me out like a normal person?”

As if it were the most obvious thing in the world, he replied, “Because I knew you’d consult your cards if I did, and I wasn’t going to let my dating life be decided by hocus-pocus or pieces of paper.” Law offered his hand to help Hawkins up from the couch, adding, “Whether it’s a yes or no, I respect your decision—I just want it to be your decision.”

That was…honestly rather sweet of him, in his own weird, asshole way. All that time, money, effort, and planning, just so he could ask him out while still being willing to accept rejection?

Putting down the cards, Hawkins grabbed the tattooed hand firmly. “Fine. But only if you promise to never mess with my cards again.”

A dangerously attractive grin flashed across his lips, and Hawkins was suddenly positive that he’d find Law’s face on whatever card had replaced The Devil. “Well damn, there goes my marriage proposal plan.”

@vannahfanfics @krystull @ninhaoma-ya

[siraxtta]

foda-se

tive que tentar desenhar meu ship favorito!!!!

the world hates you, but I love you lawkins🥺💘💕

[smarties-art]

*arrives to the SS Lawkins 3 days late with Starbucks* 

So... bickering North Blue ex-boyfriends?

[opcreativefest]

Prompt sent by @pandamega.

Law/Hawkins - Hawkins summons demon!law (can be an accident or in purpose or for his boss Kaido)

[trafalgarlawsdepression]

*crawls out of The Pit* so I heard lawkins is a thing now

[reverobot]

GOD I LOVE LAWKINS

I REALLY REALLY REALLY LOVE LAWKINS

[yonjiplush]

Lawkins 🔛🔝

[shippyboi]

Lawkins is good

[shystrangercowboy]

Sam: You-you tried to kiss me!

Peter: I'm not gay! What the hell is the matter with you? Look-look let me put it to you this way. I'm attracted to you in a way that a man is attracted to a woman.

Sam: ...........

Peter: But I'm not gay.

[zoromance]

apoo: GET UR FUCKIN DOG BITCH hawkins: it don’t bite apoo: YES IT DO // trying this again bc tumblr is a hot mess! thanks for tuning in to the ss lawkins and please don’t reupload/steal/take credit if tumblr takes this down again for being ‘adult content’ im literally gonna lose it