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Cocoapowder is so funny to me because I can DISTINCTLY imagine the horror on Chara's face as they realize they not only caught feelings (something I'm sure they're scared of already) but for Clover of all people (embarrassing) (they'd prefer to just die again) and I appreciate you helping me realize this with your art
oh this is so real
cocoapowder in any context is a funny ship dynamic to think about, you got this kid that has convinced themselves all their life that humans are the worst thing to ever happen
and then you get this other kid, who's love for humanity shows
i feel like chara would be throughly in denial at first, since by catching feelings for clover their whole world view falls appart, this whole narrative they'd created about humans being all rotten to the core was wrong
they're wrong about humanity, thus, they're wrong about themselves
accepting they have feelings for clover(or any human for that matter) is accepting there's good in them
anyway here ya go have a whole comic about this LMAOOO
#undertale#undertale yellow#cocoapowder ship#chara#clover uty#chara x clover#clownboo art!!!#clownboo rants#clownboo editing here hi just forgot to add smthing#“I dont need that fancy determination of yours”#they say as they yap about not giving up on chara#they're determined to make chara have achange of heart#this kid might be a bit stoopid
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I know Halloweens over, but Im still getting the horror nights videos on my tiktok and now Im imaging a haunter house AU where Ghost pins reader as part of the haunted house and she just blushes the brightest eyes, her eyes dilating and filling with lust as she lets out an almost pornographic moan. Its enough to throw Ghost and the rest of the guys of their game because theyve never had that response before, that reader is able to slip away and disppear from their room. But now they're all dead set on finding her again after the haunt, swapping out with other actors and going to find her so they can have some fun
All i can think about is reader not even knowing they even have that kink in the first place 😭 imagine you go to a haunted house for the fun, or maybe your friends said it’ll be fun and it’s your first time- and only realize how much you like the thrill of being hunted down while being chased.
And then also realize that you like being pinned, too. The monster- a big, big man with a ghost mask and a fake knife had been the one chasing you and you knew he was going slower on you but your clumsiness had reared its end and now you-
His hand wraps around your neck; not really touching your skin, but simply keeping you in place while he looms over you.
The moan you let out surprises both of you. You freeze. He freezes, but in all honesty? You don’t regret it. You don’t think you’ve ever been more turned on in your life than right now, pinned like this after being chased.
Still, it’s embarrassing. You will never live this down, but he’s distracted enough so you take this chance to run away, face warm and panties sopping anyways.
And Simon? Already on his way to track you down and tell the others about you. No way he’s about to let you slip away after this lovely revelation.
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how does one become free of insecurity? i’m already doing therapy but i feel i’ve only moved away from hating myself so much i want to d*e into just thinking everyone’s better than me
It's a long journey, but well worth it.
I don't think anyone is ever truly free of insecurity, but I think there's also a lot that is unpacked simply through the language we use to describe ourselves and the jokes we allow other people to make at our expense.
Therapy is great at helping you deal with the big feelings, but sometimes little things get caught in your head and it's hard to shake them. Here are some things that I do to keep myself feeling good, and also some things that I'm working on:
No suicide jokes. I make it a point never to joke about "oh I'll just kill myself" or anything like that because ultimately it just makes me feel worse and nobody finds it funny. It's also a good way to change your thinking and direct your solution brain away from "I'll just end things when shit gets hard." This one is a constant battle.
I compliment myself whenever I have the chance. I take every compliment someone gives me. I pretend to be vapid and self-absorbed. I make kissy faces at myself in the mirror. I tell other people how pretty I am, and I don't fucking care if they think I'm a stupid bimbo because I'm trying to love myself and that's more important.
Being kinder to my younger self. This one feels weird but I found myself being mean to little Ghoul when I was really sad. It feels easy to take out your anger on a kid that didn't know any better, and it doesn't guilt you because that's you that you're hating. But look. You were just a kid. You weren't stupid or ugly or unlovable or evil, you were a kid. I just caught myself calling my teenage self ugly the other day on my way to visit my mom and I had to stop and go "why am I saying this? I was just a kid." And it made me cry a li'l bit ngl, but if felt... idk it felt good in a way.
Don't let fucking anyone tell you, you're not worth it. Does your friend make jokes about how dumb you are? Or how you're so cringey? Or so embarrassing or bad at something or forgetful or WHATEVER? Yeah, fuck that noise. Tell them to stop doing that. Tell them it hurts your feelings and if they still don't stop they aren't your friend, they're your bully. I fucking hate bullies. Don't let anyone talk down to you, I don't care if it was a joke at first, it's not funny anymore. Fuck them.
This is something I'm working on, but when you start fixing one insecurity another will probably pop up. I've been working for a long time on liking how I look, and it's gone really well. But now I'm insecure about my intelligence. So I have to stop myself from calling myself stupid or not answering questions. I just fucking rocked my work trivia party, and Mr. Ghoul thinks I'm smart, so I just gotta keep track of my wins. Sometimes you realize that making yourself secure in one thing makes you insecure about another, but that's ok! There's a learning curve to all of this.
Everyone thinks everyone else is better than them. You don't have to be the best at everything, you don't even have to be the best at one thing! What's important is that you're doing your best. People notice when you're working hard, even if you're not churning out the best product because it means you care about it. Which brings me to
Done is better than perfect. Sure it would be great if you were God's most specialist soldier, but think about how much work that would be! Ok so you're not the world's best knitter, but the scarf you made your friend is their favorite scarf anyway because you made it. So you're not a world class writer, but you had a story in your head and you wrote it down. That's better than it never being written at all. Also just because you think it's bad doesn't mean other people won't think it's a masterpiece. Hell, half of the fics I wrote when I first started this blog I could write better now but that doesn't make them bad, it just means I've gotten better.
We as humans are constantly improving and evolving. Don't let who you are no stop you from striving towards who you'll be in the future. Taking one step down the path towards loving yourself is better than giving up and hating yourself forever. It's slow going, but man I've been doing this shit for a decade and I'm so much happier than I was at 18.
You might think that the more you improve the harder and faller you'll fall back to the bottom, but the lows don't get that low again. You're doing great. I'm proud of you.
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Devan can't help but chuckle between kisses, choosing to practice some kindness and not mention the emotions his opinion of JP seems to call forth. "I'm pretty cute, yeah, I understand your struggle," he hums, nipping at his bottom lip. He pulls his head back and reaches up to grab his jaw, looking JP's face over. "I'll be honest, my love, I amn't the relationship type a fella. Hm?"
There's a long pause as his own confession, or the implications it brings with it, momentarily leaves him trying to find his balance. Devan hadn't intended to bring up the past. They're not someone who apologises for things, they're not someone to regret. And he won't, and he doesn't. But there is a conversation, an explanation, that has thus far remained unspoken that they realise JP has a right to be privy to.
And so they sigh. "C'mere to me, yeah?" he starts, sitting up with his legs crossed under him, fully facing the man. "I left before." Simply stating facts, he did do that. "But it wasn't to do with you." Well... "Technically it wasn't. It was to do with you, but it ain't in the way you're thinkin', see." There's a tension in the manner Devan is speaking, like it's hard to get the words out, even though his body language is relaxed; there's a frown on his face like he's thinking hard, examining each word he says step by step before slotting it into a sentence. "I realised that if I stayed, we'd have become somethin'. An' I probably wouldn't have ever left." They shrug. "Or at least not in any timely manner anyway. An' I wasn't ready for it. Lord, I ain't ready for that shite now an' I might just never be. Right?"
Devan tries to recall any serious relationship he'd been in in his life and comes up blank. Before anything serious could even threaten him, he'd leave. The only commitment he'd ever had was to his job, and even that required a certain non-committal to places, people, and situations. They'd been all over the world, explored cultures with people from these places, dove into histories, shared so many moments with so many people... and none of them ever stuck. Not for lack of potential or chemistry, but simply because he'd rip the seed from the soil before anything could actually bloom.
And it was always fine that way. But he'd been too late ripping out the seed with JP. And they figured, if they just didn't water it, it would die on its own. But then it didn't, did it?
"I didn't come here for you, lad," they shrug again, no dismissal in their voice, no intention to hurt him, no sharpness or condescension, just... honesty and sincerity. They hadn't come here for JP, they hadn't even expected JP to be here. "But ya are here now, an' so am I. Na, that's not--" It's the first time in their whole relationship, past and present, that Devan has ever taken words back. His words have always had precision to them, they are chosen carefully, Devan knows what he's saying and he's always meant what he says.
It's a realisation that strikes him too, in the moment that it happens, and instead of frustration or embarrassment or shame, he simply chuckles. "You fuck me up, John-Paul." Their hand wraps around his throat and they lean closer to give him another kiss. "I got some priorities straight these past few months, in that people can make or break ya. Never thought they were more important than the thrill a the job. You're mine now, aye? An' I'm yours. An' that doesn't mean I'm your boyfriend, or you're mine, it doesn't mean we have so start tellin' people we're gettin' married."
His hand on his throat squeezes, lightly, but with intent, the determination in his eyes evident of a person who has done bad things for less and would do worse for him. "You're mine. You're in my skin. You're in my mind. No one's gonna take ya from me. Not even me."
His focus broke when Devan finally broke the silence, shaking his head gently. John-Paul's embarrassment over this still being such a big deal flared up. He shouldn't have said anything. He shouldn't have said anything. He fucked up. Already. He knew it. How could he have thought someone as open as Devan would be okay hiding? He continued to silently chastise himself for the assumed failure, slowly blocking out everything around him.
But then Dev was making his presence known and John-Paul's worry began to slowly dissipate. His hands easily found themselves resting at their hip and sliding along their arm to hold onto their wrist. "Don't. It's not the same with them," he said of his siblings, shaking off their perceived ignorance of his 'love' life. "I know they wouldn't care. It's just never come up, so I never said anything," he explained it away. "It's everyone else that worries me. Not to mention there's alot of baggage behind why I've kept it to myself."
John-Paul's brow furrowed in worry when they admitted it was going to be a problem, he really didn't want that, but his expression turned to one of confusion as he went on. The knit in his brow softened as they continued, realizing they weren't leaving. That they were choosing to stay. Each kiss sent a chill up his spine. Each compliment stole his breath away. Self doubt clenched at his chest. He feared he wouldn't be able to live up to the image Devan had of him - his talent to screw up even the surest of shots undeniable.
It was Devan's value of him that nearly sent him over the edge. He had to squeeze his eyes shut to avoid the tears now threatening to dampen his eyes. He didn't know how to handle all the praise. All of Devan's wanting of him. That they were on his side. Other than his siblings, who he still sometimes believed felt more obligation by blood to be there, no one willingly made his protection a priority. And not his physical protection, he could handle himself without a doubt, it was his emotional insecurities that need the helping hand. But it was overwhelming to actually find it (in the apocalypse no less) and his words refused to form. He leaned them up just enough to press a kiss to their lips after the promise to defend his honor.
"I don't think you'll need to do that. At least not yet," he finally managed to choke out, swallowing back the lump forming in his throat with a small, nervous, short chuckle - joking in the face of seriousness his usual coping mechanism to break the weight of his anxiety. "Just give me a little more time, okay?" he asked genuinely, a thumb caressing their cheek. "That's all I need. And I promise it won't be long. It's hard to hide how much I like you," he admitted with gentle teasing in his voice before pressing another kiss to his lips.
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#hayray#hollyoaks#dillon x lucas#hollyoaksedit#hoedit#dillon ray#lucas hay#lgbt#hayrayedit#*#i'm sorry look at how pretty dillon is in the last gif are you kidding#the light is hitting him just right#my gifs#anyway they're so in love it's embarrassing#Oscar Curtis#Nate dass
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realised i haven't really posted a proper pic of my durge. so here's Tavis/Noon :} she fluctuates between being a menace of macabre whimsy and a menace with hubris burning like a thousand suns
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#durge#oc: tavis/noon#from the start of the game til the end of act 2 she's called tavis (given name) bc she forgot she'd used to go by noon#but then she picks it up again#(i haven't decided for 100% but for now i hc she finds some letter(s) ft. the name and recalls it was her)#i call her both bc honestly i'm not sure what she's gonna end up with and they're both her to me!#anyway she wants to be a god so bad fr. that will def not bring her or anyone else any further trouble ever#:)#i also love her so much it's a bit embarrassing
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i could not live in griffin rock there's just too much going on. idk how cody survived. he needed a nap episode
#transformers rescue bots#tfrb fanart#tfrb#cody burns#frankie green#Greene?#frankie Greene#also my last tfrb fanart post I was a little embarrassed and got hit back with a resounding#“this is not embarrassing this is cool do not be embarrassed”#so I'm trying to get in the hang of drawing these lil guys cus yea I should not be embarrassed. they're adorable and i love them#so kind of a. warm up sketch I guess. anyway I hope to draw more characters but Cody's something of a personal fav (also frankie)#art#my art#can't remember which tag I used ...
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when you want to kiss ur partner on his gd mouth but the intimacy is too much
#naruto#kakuhida#kakuzu#hidan#hidakaku#it would probably help if hidan just slowed tf down#but he's also embarrassed that he's nervous about it#so he just goes for it every single time#then they both have to sit on opposite sides of the camp for 18 hours LMAO#theyre like anyway. have a nice day#stupid emotionally repressed imbeciles#neither of them have ever known love#of course they're incapable of ONE (1) singular act of earnest affection#how could they cope#dies#SLOW DOWN HIDAN#its not his fault. kakuzu would never initiate#myart
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What if I actually actually actually take to heart the idea that when I lack concrete information—and can confidently assume that this lack will continue for some time—it's really and truly okay to just chill out and set my mind free to wander :) :) :)
#it is So Embarrassing that this post is partially yet substantially about season 4 of ted lasso#(i refuse to be embarrassed about my love for ted lasso but i find my ted-related anxiety Very Embarrassing)#anyway#about me#hot dork club#oh and also! the thing that has helped the most?#other than being like 'ehhhh they're hot they're gonna make a thing it'll be cute also they're hot and that's great news' hahaha#is reading the new gayicedlatte fic that she published today because wow it's so lovely and creative and it's about grief and love#and it really made me think a lot in a purely pleasurable (if often sad) way about my love of these characters!
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xie lian: oh no he killed my best friends but damn he looked hot doing it 😳🥰
#he's so insane#they're both insane ngl#the real freak 4 freak couple#tgcf#hualian#xie lian#hua cheng#heaven official's blessing#tian guan ci fu#i love how they're both so down bad for each other#okay look. i know he probably knows at this point but that isn't really mu qing and feng xin.#he should have been at least a little bit alarmed by the turn of events#but instead he's like ''tragic‚ anyways so have u seen how he looked so hot doing it?''#xie lian i love u so much#wait a minute i've reread further and it's possible that xie lian only knew they were fakes when hua cheng told him 😭😭😭😭😭#so he really could've thought hua cheng actually killed fx and mq but his mind was still ''damn that's hot'' 😭😭😭😭😭#girl stand up this is low-key embarrassing 😭#they really DO match each other's freak
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npd + rdr culture is seeing people call dutch a narcissist and going "YEAA KING he's just like me ong" and then promptly realise they're actually insulting him with the word 'narcissist' & i proceed to backpedal ...
#i have no idea how familiar the rdr2 fandom is with personality disorders?? ive seen a lotta ppl be positive with them. like “they're just#like me bcs they totally have x y or z!!“ which is fun to see#but ive also seen a LOT of people throw around the word narcissist as an insult as if it isn't an actual mental illness ppl can have#yikes ... embarrassing 😨😨😨#anyways dutch SOOO has npd (& other things too but that's not relevant for this post)#DUTCH IS A NARCISSIST !!1!!!1!2 :D (stims & dances bcs i'm tired of seeing narc used in Always a demonising way)#rdr2#dutch van der linde#rdr#npd#narcissistic personality disorder#he's just like me 🤩#when i was still in my “i literally can't be a narc because i'm literally perfect” phase i literally hated dutch and i hated him even more#bcs of how much i related to him#the urge to say “— i'm not abusive!” so ppl don't get the wrong idea vs hating to need to constantly make it clear that npd ≠ abuse & i can#talk abt his npd & relate to it without the Other Stuff™#i once saw a meme abt dutch's narcissism & loved it so much before proceeding to realise it was made by an ableist#ableism tw
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I miss Juza. Punches the floor.
#btw when i say ''punching the floor'' and equivalents i want you to picture specifically the scene in dmc4 where nero goes wild on da floor#bc that's the mood i'm going for#anyway. mirailight on shuffleeeee. i love banri but i hate him bc i . cannot stand people like him♡ (he's my fave)#but juuuzzazazazazazazaza (my second fave) (actually they're about equal)#he isn't talented . he doesn't have a talent. all he has is a dream and the will to work har.d#but he looks scary so he feels like nobody will take him seriously .... my son.......... my little boy..............#and the reveal that muku is his cousin and that muku was sad that juza told him to tell nobody they're related#bc muku thought he was embarrassed to be related but juza just didn't want people to look down on muku for being related to him 😭😭😭😭😭😭#KILLL MEEEEEE i need to install a3 again idgaf i will work harder on my japanese understanding. For Him#but there's so much content awugh i didn't even finish S2 on en.......#i got until like. autumn year 2 i think. i know nothing ab kumon and guy
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Esen is clingy, and Ouyang WILL complain about it (very loudly!), but he's half-laughing and not pulling away, so Esen will count it as a win.
#i think this is the first actual painting I post on this account in a very long time#it's been a while since I worked on something properly#she who became the sun#the radiant emperor#general ouyang#esen temur#anyways on to thoughts!#i imagine that in a modern AU Esen is kinda clingy and sappy#and Ouyang is desperately trying to avoid PDA because he's uncomfortable with people knowing they're a couple#but also its Esen so despite his best efforts to stay mad he's actually quite happy to be given affection#they're both very whipped for each other and sappy and it would be sweet except for the fact they're just way too intense all the time.#i also imagine they're both way too loud in public and Ouyang's love language is being a contrarian asshole#so they also manage to piss off everyone else that way too.#they're both completely oblivious to this#Ouyang only notices it bc friend group photographer Xu Da keeps sending him pictures of them clinging to each other in public.#ouyang also thinks xu da is doing it passive aggressively so he never mentions it to Esen bc he's embarrassed#xu da is just trying to be supportive tho. he genuinely thinks they're cute pictures and that Ouyang would appreciate them.#zhu tried to gently dissuade him bc they knew Ouyang would take it the wrong way but also annoying Ouyang is fun so she doesn't try too hard#my art
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i wrote a 500 word dynamic poem for neo-twiny jam :-)
i rewrote this in a few different ways with a handful of different drafts before settling on just doing a poem; this originally came from a full branching narrative i've had stewing for a while, and i might come back to it one day. but for now i enjoyed channeling that into this poem, which has also been very influenced by the fact that i've been writing hungry vampires for almost 2 months now.... it was also my first time messing with audio in twine, which ended up being way easier than i expected (i'm sure it helped that i only used one audio sample tho)
faith does contain sexual content, and while not super explicit, it is the main theme of the poem.
anyways hope you enjoy and check out the other entries here!
#if u read one day hike it's in the similar vein i guess. sad lesbians...lol#this is VERY embarrassing for me i do not write or share poetry very often so. HRNG#i tried to do more of a narrative style first with choices & an abrupt short voice#but i really didnt like it. felt even more embarrassing than this...#i dont think the way i write lends itself to that style & it felt very amateurish/childish#so i set it aside for a while and kept working on my other project in the meantime#so i think when i came back to it i was feeling partially inspired by what i had written for that which made me rewrite it again#sex and food and desire and hunger... you know how it is#not 100% about it all together but i like it more than the first 4 versions lmfao#i did try to do timed lines as well and it just.. didnt hit for me. i love/hate timed lines you have to really get them just right#or else they're just annoying iykwim#also i was surprised i actually hit 500 words i didnt think i was going to#also also this is a poem in that. i wrote it and am calling it a poem...mnfkjdg#anyways. ough#faith#other writing
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OPKisstober: Straw Hats
Day 6 for OPKisstober: Law/Luffy (HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAW!!)
[ Masterpost | Series on AO3 | Ko-Fi ]
When Law had proposed his alliance with the Straw Hats, it was a thing of opportunity for him. They appeared out of nowhere in front of him right as he was starting to think about how to put his plans against Doflamingo to motion, almost like a sign from the heavens. The helping hand in a moment of need that the Sister from his school in Flevance had told him about.
He had expected it to end in maybe 24 hours, the moment he actually faced Doflamingo. He tried to make it end there. But, unfortunately for him, Straw Hat Luffy was much more stubborn, much more selfish, and much more caring than Law had given him credit for.
And now, here he fucking was.
“Torao!! Where are you?!”
Law groaned. Can’t have peace for five fucking minutes…
“Up here!” he called back—after all, he had learned the hard way that if he pretended he wasn’t there, he wouldn’t hear the end of it.
A second later, a hand appeared on the railing circling the roof of the Sunny’s bathroom. Law sighed as the entire Straw Hat hauled himself up, a wide grin on his lips and a plate full of meat in his free hand. “There you are. Why are you hiding? It’s your party today!”
Law rolled his eyes, muttering, “You guys are too loud. I needed a break.”
“You never change,” Straw Hat snickered, finally jumping off the railing he had perched himself on earlier to join Law in his hiding spot. He would have to find a new one. Again.
“You expected me to change in the two weeks we didn’t see each other?” Law asked, a small, teasing smirk finding its way on his lips.
“Who knows? You’re officially old now!”
“I’m turning thirty, not fucking eighty, Straw Hat-ya. And we’re still only six years apart.” Law deadpanned.
Luffy shrugged, plopping himself on the floor next to Law, placing the plate of meat on Law’s lap.
Raising an eyebrow, Law looked at Straw Hat questioningly, but Luffy only grinned. “Sanji’s special BBQ meat you missed! I’ll eat it if you don’t want it tho.”
With a huff, Law grabbed the fork that was on the plate—no doubt thanks to Black Leg; there was no way Luffy would think to grab one—, bringing a piece of the meat to his mouth. He could feel Luffy’s eyes glued to the juicy bite, clearly having to physically hold himself back from stealing everything for himself.
And honestly, Law couldn’t blame him; he shouldn’t be surprised by Black Leg’s cooking at this point, but the way the meat melted in his mouth, the flavour exploding on his tongue, the spices perfectly complementing the particular type of sea king… It was simply incredible.
“It’s good, right? Right?” Straw Hat asked eagerly, and when Law glanced at him, he was momentarily blinded by the excited, proud smile on his face and the stars dancing in his eyes.
It took Law a second to recover, but then he sighed, nodding. “It’s amazing. Although,”—he paused as he gestured towards the plate, giving Luffy a look—”I could swear there was more when you brought it here.”
Luffy blinked, his blinding smile melting into one so innocent and so awkward that Law was actually amazed by how unconvincing he looked. “It—It must be your imagination…”
Law couldn’t help it. He burst out laughing at the sight, a bubble of warmth growing in his chest. How was this guy so ridiculous? A Supernova, an Emperor, or the Pirate King, it didn’t matter. He was still just as dumb, just as selfish, just as reckless, and just as cute as he was when they first met at that auction house on Sabaody.
And Law just seemed to love him more every day.
“Don’t laugh,” Straw Hat muttered, a large pout replacing his fake grin.
Shaking his head, Law reached out with his hand, touching Luffy’s cheek, letting his fingers slide over that soft skin until they buried in Luffy’s messy hair, pulling him closer.
Luffy didn’t fight the guiding touch; instead, he shuffled a little closer, leaning forward eagerly. A moment later, their lips finally connected.
The touch was familiar, their lips moulding together with practised ease even as Luffy grinned into the kiss, a small snicker escaping him when Law ran tongue over Luffy’s bottom lip—tasting meat and spice, an unnecessary confirmation of Luffy’s crime of stealing Law’s food.
Not that Law really cared. He was used to it at this point, even expecting it. Honestly, he never truly minded sharing his food with Luffy—a fact that shocked both him, and everyone who knew him. Penguin still hadn’t let it go, teasing Law over it every fucking time Luffy grabs something off of Law’s plate with no repercussions, a feat that no one else would get away with.
Law simply didn’t share things, food especially. It made him feel weird and uncomfortable—just like the thought of kissing someone, caring for someone romantically, loving someone always made him feel weird and uncomfortable.
But Luffy always somehow found a way past Law’s barriers, defying logic and Law’s own convictions.
And Law was past wondering why or how.
As they finally pulled away from each other, Law raised an eyebrow at the unhappy look on Luffy’s face. “What?”
“You can’t just kiss me and expect me to forget you laughed at me! You didn’t even say sorry,” Luffy whined.
Law snorted, leaning in to press another kiss to Luffy’s mouth. Not saying anything.
“You’re a jerk. I hate you,” Luffy muttered, stealing all of the remaining meat on the plate, gulping it down in one go.
Shaking his head, Law reached out to ruffle Luffy’s hair. “Thanks. I hate you, too.”
When Luffy’s only response was to stick his tongue out, Law chuckled, kissing Luffy one last time before he grabbed the now-empty plate and got up, offering his hand to Luffy. “Should we go back?”
His annoyance obviously forgotten, a wide grin spread on Luffy’s face as he grabbed Law’s hand, letting himself be pulled up to his feet—only Luffy didn’t let go. Instead, he followed the momentum, crashing into Law, wrapping his free arm around his waist.
“Happy birthday. I love you,” he said, his grin widening.
The corners of Law’s mouth twitched in response. Pushing Luffy’s hair away from his face, Law leaned down, giving Luffy one final, small kiss. “I love you too, Pirate King,” Law muttered.
With a snicker, Luffy stepped away, never letting go of Law’s hand when he jumped off the roof, dragging Law down with him.
As the both of them rejoined the birthday party the Straw Hats had insisted on throwing him—a completely separate party from the one his own crew was throwing on his actual birthday in two days—, Law couldn’t help but marvel at how much his life had changed in the past four years.
Four years ago, he was still fighting against Doflamingo’s strings, attached to him like he was a puppet. Since then, everything had changed. He lost his ship, almost lost his entire crew—everything he had, for the third time. He experienced freedom, crushing defeat, crawling his way up again… and the Straw Hats were there for all of it. Law wouldn’t be where he was now without this crew of idiots, and their complete menace of a captain.
His ally, his partner, his king, the absolute bane of Law’s entire existence…
The love of his miserable fucking life.
Four years ago, he didn’t think he’d see his 30th birthday but here he was, happier than he’d ever been.
#one piece#lawlu#lulaw#post-canon#pirate king luffy#birthday#fluff#tooth rotting fluff#idiots in love#they're so stupid and so sappy okay#when will law stop being so damn embarrassing...#but it's his day so i won't complain xD#opkisstober#opkisstober 2024#katie pretends to fic#i'm so sleepy#i can't believe i managed to finish this#i've been avoiding this since i started working on kisstober#i straight up skipped it#the pressure to deliver something decent for the otp 😅😅#especially since i don't write them all that much anymore between all the zines and my burn out...#plus deciding to do all different ships for kisstober#i'm just so tired and not feeling all that great ahaha#in general and about my writing#feeling really depressed about my writing actually ahaha#ANYWAY#trafalgar law#luffy
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#tw suicide#idk i feel like i am probably gonna kms after TIT#i would do it sooner but i asked one of my friends to come with me and it would suck if i made him go alone#and it is something to look forward to which is helping me hang on i guess#but ughhhh once uni starts again in september i know everything is gonna fall apart.#i already got an extension on my thesis due to being a useless shell of a person who can't motivate themselves to do anything atm#but i was supposed to get some work done over the summer and have so far done nothing#hence why i want to kms before i have to talk to my fucking supervisors again and admit yet again that i simply cannot do this 😭#and it's not just this. my executive dysfunction has been so bad over the past couple of years and it's only getting worse#to the point where i can't imagine being able to work at all. and if i can't work i can't get out of my parents house#and then what the fuck is the point.#every time i see someone on here talking about bonding with their parents over dnp I'm like damn what's it like#to have parents who actually want to talk to you DSFGJJKL i know they let me live in their house at my big age#but that's only bc id literally be homeless otherwise and they're not like evil. they just don't love me#also went through a deeply embarrassing breakup recently#tl;dr ive been in love with this person for over a decade and i thought they were the dan to my phil or vice versa.#then after 10 years they left me and i'll spare the details but it has me wondering if they ever loved me#i thought it was a “let's live together and get a cat one day” relationship#but now i feel like for them. it was just a “sex and video games” type situation#i am trying soooo hard to at least be creative bc that makes me happy sometimes but it's hard to not be overly critical of myself#and now im getting to a point where i can barely even find any joy in this space any more. for a bunch of reasons#most of which revolve around me being extremely sensitive. and this is like my last bastion of dopamine so that fucking sucks#idk i don't see the point in my life any more. a social worker actually told me recently that i should consider euthanasia so.#it's just completely over for me i fear#this is not even mentioning all the damn migraines. and all the other ways in which my body simply doesn't work properly#sorry for this weird ass vent I'm not in therapy any more bc i couldn't find a therapist willing to treat me+all my diagnoses at this point#and im scared my friends will stop wanting to talk to me if i talk to them about this. several of them already have#the 2 friends i have left anyway. that's a whole other thing. when they said it's hard for autistic ppl to make friends i took that persona#so uh at this point it's vent here or develop a substance abuse problem. and im already halfway to having a substance abuse problem#anyway dan and phil for the love of god please fucking post something tonight. unfortunately you are my only hope
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