#heavens sin

[onepiecc]

A Flamingo & His Canary

A comission for @heavens-sin & Stella. Artwork was done by Sayuni Art!

[ravarui]

your pecs are like a beacon of light shining the way through the dark. your abs are as sturdy as stone, booty so fat its to admired from afar. what i want to say is- tiddielicious red head - let me smash

There is a moment of silence as he blinks at the warlord. He should be surprised, but he honestly isn't. "I must admit: That's not a pick-up line I heard before." Which is saying something. "Are you going to start serenading me next?"

Yet there still needs to be given an answer to the actual question. It should be an obvious one, technically at least, but yet...he had made worse decisions in his life. Right? Right?!

"How much will I regret it when I agree?"

@heavens-sin

[gumpistol]

Straw hat. Straw brat . PUT ON THE MAID OUTFIT.

❝ Mingo. ❞ this was the last person luffy ever wanted to see. in fact, it's surprising that the young captain hasn't jumped the feathery bastard yet and tried to smash his face up. he's done it before. he would gladly do it again. but this demand was just odd and confusing, and the ravenette has only one response—

❝ NEVERRR!!! YOU SUCK!! YOU'RE WEIRD AND CREEPY AND YOU SMELL LIKE AN UGLY OLD GUY!! ❞ he promptly sticks his tongue out to mock the towering man in a way most becoming of a yonko.

@heavens-sin

[clown-demon]

@heavens-sin

"Woah, I gotta say, my good sir, you are QUITE TALL~! Guh, I am SO NOT USED to people being so TALL in this land~! It's like almost everywhere I go here I meet people that TOWER over me~! And I'm SIX FOOT EVEN~! Hehehe, but don't worry, I won't make any JABS at your height~!"

[abysmal-black]

@heavens-sin asked: why have that cigarette between your lips when it could be me instead ♡

"Ewh... I—" Disgust isn't new and being in polite company he fights to wipe the grimace off his face. "Aren't you like sixty? I'm not into men or freaks." The warlord has to know how lame that sounded; any offense the prince would feel is drowned by second-hand cringe.

[rubctosis]

Also [ wipe ] for you Uta 👀

                                  ✎... @heavens-sin sent Prompt. | 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐒𝐡𝐞  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭  𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝  .  .  .  𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭  𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝  𝐭𝐨  𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰  𝐮𝐩  𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐲  𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐨𝐟  𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐚.  She was  lied  to  by  the  only  adult  authority  figure  she  had  at  the  time  who  not  only  abandoned  them,   manipulated  her  to  see  something  that  she  completely  misunderstood.  it  all  made  her   feel  betrayed  by  her  loved  ones.  it  resulted  in  her  to  become   extremely  bitter  and  disillusioned  with  the  world,  losing  all  faith  in  reality.  misfortune  after  misfortune  made  her  realize  just  how  cruel  the  world  can  be.  How  malicious  pirates  can  be.  𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐒𝐀𝐅���.  The  real  world  was  terrible.  She  just  wanted  everyone  rid  of  the  evil  the  world  had  hidden  within  its  depths  and  live  in  a  dream  world.

  𝐀  𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞  𝐨𝐟  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐨𝐰𝐧  𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.  a  dreamscape  where  everyone  could  live  freely,  without  a  care  and  worry.  without  having  to  look  over  their  shoulders  in  fear  of  someone  coming  up  to  take  thier  lifes  away.  She  was  scared.  she  knew  how  it  felt  to  feel  so  utterly  helpless.  she  didnt  want  others  to  feel  such  a  way  again.  overwhelmed  with  emotion,  as  tears  pooled  at  the  corners  of  her  eyes.  yet  what  made  her  freeze  was  an  almost  too  gentle  touch,  wiping  at  her  tears.  The  simple  gesture  caught  Uta  off  guard,  and  she  turned  to  face  the  former  warlord,  her  eyes  mirroring  a  mix  of  surprise,  shock  yet  a  hint  of  gratitude.  In  that  moment,  she  wondered  if  it  was  just  a  ploy-  something  hidden  beyond  the  facade  of  the  feared  king  of  dressrosa. 

❝  You  know  you  dont  have  to  treat  me  like  some  kid. ❞    she  couldnt  help  but  smile  up  at  the  taller  man.

[ferromagnetiic]

@heavens-sin commented //I’m here to deliver the best unhinged doffy, my little ferrero rocher.

// (´｡• ω •｡`) me when god-mun calls me/kid their little ferrero rocher

[aamaranthiine]

❝ You are so beautiful. ❞

@heavens-sin trying to be sweet on amalthea, are you? <3

He's been staring at her this whole time.

Even with the inscrutable tint of his glasses, she knows he's been watching, leering, since the moment she'd arrived. Oh he tries to carry on with whoever flit and fawn at his heels for a word, an acknowledgement, a little trickle of praise from their esteemed King. But it is the slight tilt of his head, chin propped on a palm in his leisurely posture, that she knows he is fixed on her. Can feel the weight of his gaze as it tracks her across the room - sometimes she feels as if someone is pouring warm oil down her spine for its intensity.

Thea scarcely turns when his shadow falls over her later, a whisper-rustle of feathers that is his pink cloak alerting her. The rush of his breath tickling the crown of her head when he speaks makes her chin tilt ever so slightly in attention, enough to catch the sea-dark violet of her eyes periphery.

'You are so beautiful.' Poisoned honey to her ears, sweet but tainted by covetous avarice.

"I know," her dulcet voice cool as an early spring morning, laced with the remnants of winter's bite. Of course she knows she is beautiful; hears it sighed and muttered, or declared passionately by those just like him. Wanting. Longing. Obsessed. None of it ever moves her. "Is that all have you to say?"

[per-oceanum]

❛  i’ve been thinking about bending you over that table and just having my way with you.  ❜

From: 🐝  *  ―  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆.   (  nsfw  )

ㅤ⠀Fingers tapped slowly upon the table as an amber gaze roved over the documents before him. This partnership with the Donquioxte Pirates would be more than beneficial, especially in regards to the imports he could get for the Resort. But damn, if Doflamingo hadn't done good at actually drafting up an entire business plan! A soft hum escaped as he leaned forward slowly, stretching his back into a slow arch- leaning over like this was a pain-

ㅤ⠀… ❝Eh?❞

ㅤ⠀Gaze flickered away from the documents to the man settled on his right. Crocodile studied Doflamingo curiously, wondering at first if his mind had created the sentence. No- no, given that damned smile that was painting the flamingo’s features, he hadn't imagined it. A soft huff of a laugh escaped him as he looked back to the documents, cheeks coloring a soft rose tone.

ㅤ⠀❝Without taking me to dinner first? What am I, a cheap whore?❞ A scoff. He reached for his fountain pen, fingers grasping the spun glass carefully as he dipped the tip in the emerald ink. ❝Do better than that.❞

[sinpiecc]

Random starter for @heavens-sin

Sedna was called in by her sugar daddy who was the CEO of a very powerful trading company a product called SMILE. Of course, she worked in a small museum as an intern but she was also trying to go back to school to continue her degree. However, she lacked the money but made a contract with the CEO in exchange for money he would have her. She was a tall woman standing at 6'3 and was built like a model, so of course she accompanied him to parties and other events like a beautiful doll.

Today though it seemed that he was not in a very good mood as she was sitting on her hands and knees in his office. Like a good girl, she looked up at him with her onyx-colored eyes and spoke in a honey-coated voice. "What would you like me to do for you, Daddy?"

[onepiecc]

@heavens-sin ~Continued from here~

The blonde bit her bottom lip until she could taste iron but said nothing as she needed a moment to process everything. The female’s heart was racing from recognizing her former lover being so close yet so far. He was a powerful figure now and it was hard to meet him but after being captured by Doflamingo it was easy for him to get a meeting. She knew that he wanted something from Gild Tesoro and it was no rumor that sometimes people would offer him blondes to sleep with as a bribe, but she was sure he would recognize her.

Stella sat on his lap like a beautiful marionette doll as she wore a beautiful sky blue dress that revealed her entire back of the slave brand and the torture scars she received from her years as a slave. The female had a beautifully crafted silver necklace with jewels inside like a pet collar with matching bracelets and anklets similar to chains. Her hair was braided with diamonds and a thin silver strain of chains to highlight her beauty even more. Though she was wearing a pink coat of feathers that matched the former Celestial Dragon’s own coat to show off she was his possession.

Gild Tesoro was walking closer so the blonde nuzzled closer into the male’s chest as she whispered softly, “What do you need me to do?” Her voice was soft like a songbird’s voice as it was mixed with hope and fear all at once which must have been like music to his ears. Slowly she stayed curled trying to hide as they sat on the sofa waiting for his response. However, a familiar booming voice filled the room, “Ah~ Doflamingo I’m so pleased to see you. I’m so glad you could make it. I see you brought something to keep you company. Much more beautiful than the last one.” The Casino King could only see the female curled up from view but he did notice the blonde hair which caught his interest.

At the sound of his voice, her chest heaved heavily before she quickly pushed herself out of Doflamingo’s embrace without him needing to be rough with her. As her whole body moved pushing to reveal herself with the same smile from over twenty years ago she called his name. “Gild!” The male stopped in his tracks as he was only two feet away from the female and blinked a few times before rubbing his eyes to see if he was dreaming. His love was standing before him and was in arm's reach. Slowly the male couldn’t stop his expression as his face broke from his cocky smile to more broken as if he was desperate. “Stella….”

The blonde reached out as she stood up from the lap and jumped towards Tesoro wanting his embrace. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she nodded and could not say a single word. It was as if everyone else was forgotten and they were in their own world. However, the female was quickly brought back to reality as strings stopped her movements and quickly snapped her back roughly into Doflamingo’s lap. She cried out in pain from the recoil and roughness of how she was being handled. Her lover was able to quickly able to regain his composure and glared at the other male. He spoke in a more serious tone than his greetings. “Excuse me, but I need to go greet a couple other guests. However I hope you enjoy your stay here. Until then.” Blood veins started to pop around his neck as he believed that the other was able to dig up his past and able to get a duplicate of his love. He walked off angered but he couldn’t afford to do anything with so many other guests watching the scene that was already caused. Tesoro believed that Doflamingo had that planned and he vowed he would get him back.

Her blue eyes were pleading as she could not a single muscle and whimpered from the pain. Her heart was breaking watching him leave her behind when they were so close. She knew she caused a scene but she could not help it as she thought she might be able to escape and finally see her love. However, he seemed like he recognized her but quickly denied it. As if she was a ghost. However, she said nothing as he left only as tears streamed down her face.

[ravarui]

Tony 🤝 Shanks Having to deal with men who call themselves god and are obsessed with them

[ryathenaughtykitsune]

@sarcasticmercy

"You know making the mistake of crating up my damned weapons when he was in Impel Down was a huge mistake. Now I can't find the heavy artillery and my damned bazooka!"

Is currently ass end up in a crate trying to find weapons and ammunition to fire at Doflamingo. "Do me a favor and hold my legs so I don't fall in!"

[clown-demon]

@heavens-sin

"That coat makes you look SO fluffy~! A big fluffy bird~! And I LOVE birds~!"

[abysmal-black]

@heavens-sin

Sugar.

Sanji’s never had a particularly sweet tooth like his brother, chocolate always shut Niji up at the dinner table and as far as he’s concerned it’s a godsend when that particular brother started up.

Sugar is a mysterious member of a warlord's found family, a girl that looks to be nine or ten, teal hair and always eating from a basket of never ending grapes and always guarded by another member of the family. It’s odd that Doflamingo would have a child's whims catered to and stranger still that she has the rank of officer.

Dressrosa with all his color, laughter and living toys is as close to hell as Sanji could think for this kind of job. Germa had been hired by a third party to investigate the girl and the many officers as a whole; Sugar far from the oddest character Doflamingo has collected. The prince has been stationed on the island for close to a month, transcribing his findings on encrypted snail drops but information is difficult to come by the usual routes. The streets of the capital are bare of humans or toys, strict curfews enforced and had the prince been sure he could escape a toy house at night without raising suspicion investigation would have led him there first. The entire operation hasn’t been a wash, Doflamingo’s Smile factory and  enslavement of a miniature race was noted in the first few days, the connection with his target slim but pieces were slowly falling into place.

Tonight Sanji’s careful mapping of Dressrosa castle leads him to what can be assumed is the girls room, her bear robe and crown hanging on the far wall from hooks and various games and toys decorating the room. The bed however is occupied by a woman twice Sugar’s age, same teal hair and Sanji can’t help a curious glance around the room again. 

This doesn’t confirm anything but consequences don’t happen twice.

Exiting the girls room with stealthy care Sanji continues down the darkened stone corridor, the warlord’s office a brisk walk down the hall. Another consequence or cautionary measure? The thought is filed away, voices audible through the heavy double doors commanding his attention. A conversation at three in the morning? Reluctantly Sanji presses closer, two fingers at a control dial in his headset in hopes of amplifying the sound through the door.

[rubctosis]

  𝐋𝐚𝐰’𝐬  𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧  𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤  𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲  𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧’𝐭  𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐚  𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.  it  left  a   bitter  imprint  on  the  familial  tapestry  that  woven  his  life.  It  wasn't  a  mere   event;  it  was  a  haunting  memory  etched  into  the  very  core  of  his  being.  The   recollection  of  that  fateful  day,  when  Corazon  was  mercilessly  shot   multiple   times,  played  out  like  a  haunting  melody  in  the  recesses  of  his  mind.  The   small  fragments  of  his  memories  flashed  vividly,  portraying  the  macabre   scene  of  blood  spilling  onto  the  pristine  snow  that  adorned  the  ground.   The   question  lingered,  heavy  as  the  lead,  within  him   –   was   Corazon   dead   or   alive?  Had  he  truly  emerged  unscathed  from  the  ordeal? .   .   .   Law's  heart   ached  at  the  contemplation,  revisiting  the  desperate  moments  when  he   himself  sought  escape.  His  futile  kicks,  bites,  and  struggles  were  easily   extinguished   -   his  efforts  were  for  naught   –   snuffed   out   easily  by  the   ruthless  duo  of  Diamante  and  Trebol,  met  with  a  torrent  of  hits  and  jeers   that  marked  his  failed  rebellion  and  he  was  punished  severely  for  it.  The   mere  thought  clawed  at  Law's   heart,  a  relentless  ache  that  threatened  to   consume  him  whole.   As   if   he    𝐇𝐀𝐃   𝐀   𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄    before.   

once perhaps, there had been a semblance of purpose, a flicker of determination thay had driven him for  But   now,  all  that  remained  was  a   smoldering  ember  of  rage,  a  primal  fire  that  burned  with  an  intensity  ,  but   that  flagged  soon  enough.  he  was  beaten  bloody  ,  black  and  blue.  blood  and   abrasions  covering  his  skin.  they  truly  held  no  remorse  towards  the  boy  at   the  time.    he  was  hauled  to  his  feet  and  shoved  at  the  King.  His  knees  gave   way  and  he  slumped  to  the  floor,  head  bowed  low.  A   heavy  hand  landed  on   the  back  of  his  neck,  squeezed  and  made  his  teeth  grit  together.  When  the   bastard  spoke,  his  tone  was  light,  airy  even,  but  it  held  an  undertone  that   had  Law  tensing.  it   angered  him  to  no  end.   he  was  tugged  upwards   ;   forced  to  face  the  blond  who  looked  down  at  him  with  the  same  damned  smirk.

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