#one piece valentines event

[grandline-fics]

Grandline-Fics Valentines Event

Since I didn't do anything for any of the previous holidays and because I'm off work until the 13th it means I'll have time to organise an event.

Below is the list of titles/prompts. If you want to see one made just drop me an ask with the prompt and who with e.g: "Single Red Rose with Smoker."

Chocolate-Covered Strawberries- Unable to resist temptation anymore, they act

Single Red Rose- When your date goes wrong, they come to your rescue

Cupid's Arrow- Could it be love at first sight?

True Love's Kiss- The moment they realise they're in love

Love Potion- You were both only pretending to date. The feelings aren't real...right?

Love Letter- Currently separated, you're limited in your methods of communication

Candlelight Dinners- What could possibly go wrong when a grand romantic gesture is planned?

Given the time-frame, please keep each ask limited to one character. I won't say no to sending in multiple asks though. I'll be working on these from now until Valentine's Day (maybe a couple days after depending on how many requests I get.)

Hopefully I'll have something to suit everyone. 💕🌹

[stevesbipanic]

@steddielovemonth Day 29: Love is going out of your way to do something you know will make them happy @forgottenkanji

Eddie knew a lot of things about Steve. He knew he loved peonies more than roses and listened to folk music when he cooked. He knew he loved sledding in the winter and lake days in the summer. He knew every step of his hair care routine and loved head scratches the most. Above all he knew Steve loved Valentine's Day.

He remembered how Steve would always make sure every girl got at least one rose delivered to them in home room and loved decorating his locker. Always wrote his classmates cards to fill their love boxes and made sure the kids got plenty of chocolate. Watched some special girl get taken on a perfect date each year, wishing for a world it could be him.

He remembers there being no dates last year, Steve looking as forlorn as him. He would find out a couple months later it's because the golden boy had been harbouring an equally massive crush and they promptly got together.

Now this year he vowed to go all out for his sweet boyfriend and give him the Valentine's Day he deserved.

"Eddie you hate Valentine's Day."

"You said it was capitalist bullshit."

"You literally burnt a bouquet once."

Eddie glared at the other Hellfire boys, he'd asked them to the diner to help him plan the best day ever not be attacked.

"That was the old Eddie, a sad gay little teenager, adult Eddie has the prettiest boy in the world to please."

Jeff was looking at him fondly while Grant rolled his eyes and Gareth gagged.

"EW don't call my cousin pretty!"

"We literally perform a song where I do just that."

"GOLDEN GODDESS IS ABOUT STEVE!"

"Hush, Garebear, we have plans to make."

The plan began simple, Robin was to take Steve out for breakfast, well, Steve take her out after she begs. Convincing Robin of the plan was easy since she loves Steve and free food as much as Eddie.

Then, while the boys set up the final surprise, Eddie would meet up with Steve at the arcade with the kids.

"Can't wait til we're home and alone, Eds, nice to have someone on Valentine's Day again."

"Just you wait, sweetheart."

Max would then radio Steve asking him to drive her to the movies for her date (although she was refusing to call it that again) with Lucas. She was also easy to convince, liking free rides.

Eddie would quickly change and rush to Steve's apartment to make dinner, he'd told Max to delay getting ready til Steve got there to stall him. He figured he'd have just enough time before-

Eddie was only halfway through making dinner before he heard the keys in the lock. No, Steve was home early, the candles weren't even lit yet!

"Eddie?"

He felt caught and dejected, all his plans falling through his fingers.

Steve glanced around the apartment, rose petals and unlit candles and the dining table set for two with a bouquet of peonies in a vase. Steve's favourite, spaghetti bubbling away behind Eddie.

"Eds, did you do all this for me?"

There's a certain awe in his voice as he asks. Eddie turns, turning down the heat on the pot and steps towards Steve. He takes his boy's hands gazing at him softly, "Of course, sweetheart, you love Valentine's Day. You're always so busy making it special for everyone else, and you missed last year, I wanted you to get wooed for once."

Steve's eyes are a little misty but he's smiling so Eddie knows he's not upset, "You got home early tho, baby, I haven't even lit the candles or turned on the music," Eddie explained biting his lip softly.

"I'm guessing Max was meant to keep me busy? You didn't tell Sinclair and his mom picked her up," Steve laughed.

"Shit, I knew I forgot something."

Steve kissed his cheek, "I'm going to get changed, think that'll be enough time for you?"

"Knowing you'll take forever with your hair, yeah I'll be ready, angel."

Steve flicked him playfully, "Oi, you love my hair."

Eddie yelped but smiled coyly, "Love messing it up too," he said winking.

Steve blushed and went to his bedroom to change. Eddie quickly finished the food, turned on the radio and lit the candles hoping it all set a romantic mood. Like clockwork he plated the food just as Steve returned to the room.

"Smells delicious, baby, you made my favourite!"

Eddie helped him into his chair, playing up the gentlemen's act, "Anything for you, sunshine." He poured them wine and laughed together as Eddie explained the whole plan, including Gareth's protest which Steve's giggled at. They were now cuddled on the couch, not really watching the movie, more just looking at each other occasionally trading soft kisses.

"Thank you for today, Eds, it really means a lot."

"I want to make every day special for you, Stevie."

"I wanted to ask you something, was going to ask on our anniversary but no-one has ever seen me the way you do."

"You know you can ask me anything, love."

Steve took Eddie's hand, glancing down and playing with his rings, a habit Eddie knew he did when he was nervous, "I wanted to ask if you wanted to move in with me?"

A smile quickly crept across Eddie's face, thought about getting to come home everyday to Steve and wake up every morning to him. Thought about how home had become the boy sitting across from him, wherever he went Eddie always wanted to follow.

"I'd love to move in with you, Stevie."

Neither boy would ever have to spend another day, Valentine's or not, not feeling completely and utterly loved ever again.

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Happy valentines ! Can I request dark chocolate for 5 and 8 please for Ace 🙏

This is lowkey a prequel to this one tbh

Yandere Ace x GN!Reader

1.3k words

Prompts:

You deserve this and more. Everything in the world, if you ask me.

If you don’t make a decision, I will.

Everyone tried to change your mind and discourage you from continuing your relationship with a certain pirate, but the heart wants what the heart wants. 

Well, to be fair, you’re not sure you could call it a relationship. You two were in the throws of a flirty, will-we-won’t-we phase. Ace was extremely charming in a goofy, boy next door sort of way, and you found it irresistible. He was something new and exciting in an otherwise boring town. You couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have as much fun with him as possible while you could. Sure, the rest of his crew was filled with other fun individuals that you’d also enjoyed getting to know, but Ace was a definitive favorite.

When he asked you to meet up with him in a secluded spot late at night, you eagerly agreed and spent all day looking forward to whatever he had in store for you. He seemed excited about it too, so you’re sure that it’s going to be something good. Given how wary everyone has been in regards to Ace, you told no one about it. The meeting would be a secret rendezvous between two maybe-lovers. At least that’s how you were seeing it.

After making sure you looked your absolute best, you snuck out of the village and headed for where Ace said to meet him. Your heart pounded in anticipation, wondering what the night would bring.

At the south end of the small island you lived on was a cliff face overlooking the beautiful expanse of the endless ocean. The spot was actually already a well established location for romantic rendezvous, and you couldn’t help but wonder if Ace was aware of that. Was it purely a coincidence, or had he done that intentionally?

Using the forest as a means to hide yourself from any prying eyes did make the trip a little longer than it needed to be, but you didn’t want to risk anyone you knew seeing and trying to stop you. The trees eventually started to thin out, and you could see the clearing of the cliff face peeking through the spaces. You pressed forward with a renewed energy, feeling giddy like a teenager with a crush.

The first thing that caught your eyes was Ace’s bright orange hat, it was impossible to miss. It seemed he had his back to you. Grinning mischievously, you reduce your light jog into a slow creep, careful not to make a noise in the brush as you close in on your unsuspecting love. In the last few steps, you lurch forward; crashing into his back and wrapping your arms tightly around his middle.

Ace yelped in surprise, but relaxed quickly upon hearing your familiar giggles. He squirmed around in your grip so he could face you. His strong arms circled around you, returning your gesture gently but firmly. You sank into him, nuzzling your face into the fabric of his yellow shirt and basking in the comfort of his scent. Notes of the sea, a campfire, and his natural musk.

“I’m glad you came, I was nervous that you wouldn’t show,” he spoke in a quiet voice. One of his fingers was tracing circles on your back soothingly.

“Of course I did, how could I ever pass up on this?”

His arms tightened and he chuckled, “You’re too kind to me.” Ace relinquished his hold on you, and you begrudgingly did the same. You finally properly took in your surroundings and noticed a blanket thrown over the ground near the cliff. A lit lantern and a basket sat on top of it. 

You squealed excitedly and hugged Ace again, “Is this a picnic? Oh, You didn’t have to do all this for me!”

“I wanted to do this for you. You deserve this and more. Everything in the world, if you ask me.” The words were spoken with such conviction and sincerity that it made your face hot to the touch and your heart flutter. How could any of your fellow villagers think of him as nothing more than some awful brute? He’s such a sweetheart.

He motioned for you to sit down and make yourself comfortable, and you had no reason to object. You’d been so preoccupied about tonight that you’d neglected to eat, so the late night meal was more than welcome. While you were happily digging in, you couldn’t help but notice that Ace wasn’t doing the same. All he did was pick at his food and occasionally steal glances at you. Upon looking a little more closely, you can see that he’s blushing.

Was this going to be it? Would he make your relationship official? 

Your staring didn’t go unnoticed. Ace made eye contact with you, only for his face to turn a deeper shade of red and look away. Feeling emboldened by what, in your opinion, was confirmation of your feelings being mutual, you scoot closer to him and link your arms around one of his..

“So… Did you bring me here so you could tell me something?” You’re far too eager to let this progress naturally, so you try to goad him on.

The tips of his ears now matched his face, but he found it in him to speak. “I did.” There was a pause as he mentally prepared himself for what was about to be said. With a shake of his head, the nervousness dissipated and shifted into determination. He turned to face you fully and took your hands in his. The skin was rough, but so warm that it teetered on the edge of hot.

“I’m in love with you.”

Your breath catches in your throat, and you can only gawk at him.

“I’ve met so many people, but no one has made me feel the way that you do. You’re so perfect that I feel wrong for even touching you, but I can’t help myself but want more of you. I know it’s selfish, but I need you. I need you by my side. So I need to ask you something.” Ace pulled you closer, resting his forehead against your own, “Will you come with me?”

The elation from his confession abruptly crashes down around you as the reality of the situation hits you. Could you really go with him? Could you leave everything behind for a man that you’ve only known for a week? As love struck as you are, it’s not enough to completely blind you from reason. 

Your hesitation and lack of a response punches Ace in the gut. His face falls and the heartbreak in his eyes almost makes you cave and agree. “You… You don’t feel the same.”

“N-No! That’s not it! I do feel the same! I mean- I love you, too. It’s just…” You trailed off as you struggled to articulate your dilemma and averted your gaze. “I don’t know that I can just up and leave so suddenly. My whole life is here… I need to think about it, okay?”

You look at his face once again, hoping to see understanding in his eyes. Rather than that, all you saw was hurt and betrayal, like he couldn’t believe your words. His hands still tightly grasped yours, but now they trembled. You wrack your mind to find the right words to sooth him, but you’re coming up blank.

“If you don’t make a decision, I will.”

The statement from Ace catches you entirely off guard. It… It almost sounded like a threat. The sparse lighting of the lantern only made his expression look more ominous. All you can do is stammer out a meek, “Excuse me?”

“We set sail tomorrow. If you haven’t made a decision by then, I will make it for you.” He finally let go of you and you were quick to put some distance in between you two. The warnings from your friends and family were starting to make a lot more sense.

“You’re going to be on that ship with me.” There was no question here, Ace appeared to already have his mind set on a specific outcome, and you’re afraid of what’s going to happen if you try and keep that from happening.

[merbear25]

Mer's Valentine's Day Event~💞

To have some fun with the love fluttering around in the air more often this time of year, I decided to open my first Valentine’s Day event!

Event is open until February 14! If you send a request after this date, it will not be accepted.

The rules for the event are short and simple: choose 1 character from any of these fandoms: One Piece, Bleach, Trigun, Hetalia. I would also like to keep this SFW! Maybe suggestive but no smut for this event. If you have any questions though, feel free to ask!

I present to you your choice of quotes:

“If I tell you I love you, can I keep you forever?”

“I do know some things. I know I love you. I know you love me.”

“At first I was angry because I didn’t understand. Now, I’m angry because it took me this long to do just that.”

“And you’d have me like this? Scars and all?”

“Do you ever look up at the stars and wonder if the one you love is doing the same?”

“How is it that even when you’re mad at me you’re still the most beautiful creature?”

“You’re just a distraction… That’s it.”

“The only cure to love is to love no more.”

“Well, we could stay in.”

“You’ve done enough already…”

‘I could stay in bed with you all day.”

“I missed holding you.”

“A little rain never hurt anybody.”

“Do you have to look at me like that?”

Happy Valentine’s day and may Cupid’s arrow find you well ;)

[swampstew]

Valentine Cards

Thanks for submitting your tickets! These are all the cards that went out for Valentines Day. I appreciate y'all

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[doctorgerth]

a/n: This one was so much fun to write!! Mihawk is always daunting to write for at first, but I always end up having fun and am usually pretty happy with the results when it comes to him. Want to know if Mihawk gets a smooch? Read on to find out! 🥰

pairing: Mihawk x GN!Reader

word count: 1.4k

candy heart prompt: True Love - Something on their/your lips

MIHAWK + TRUE LOVE

It was the first beautiful day Kuraigana had experienced in quite some time.

The thick fog that perpetually decorated the war-torn land was lifted, and the clouds above were broken enough to allow rays of warm, unfiltered sunshine illuminate the hidden beauty of the gloomy island.The lush greenery and produce the three of you had worked so hard to maintain practically sang in the light of the sun. Leaves glistened with dew, some reaching toward the rare blessing of light as if to grab it and hold onto it. It was a perfect day for farming.

“It’s such a beautiful day,” you sighed happily, stretching your arms out above you. Mihawk grinned from beside you, but you were too busy basking in the comforting warmth to notice.

“It is rather…bright,” Perona stated as she gripped her umbrella tighter.

Mihawk thought quietly to himself, determining that Perona’s discomfort might work to his advantage for once, “Perona, how about you go back to the castle and prepare some snacks. The weather is nice, maybe we can have a picnic.” He felt his heart squeeze in his chest when you smiled widely in his direction, your head nodding enthusiastically.

“Don’t order me around!” She huffed, though a reprieve from the too-bright sun sounded ideal. She turned the other direction and floated towards the castle.

“Oh, and don’t forget to pack something for the humandrills!” you called out to her.  

“What am I, everyone’s servant?” She stomped her foot in annoyance and puffed out her cheeks, “I’m too cute to be bossed around like this…”

When Perona was out of sight, you laughed to yourself, “She’s particularly moody today.”

Mihawk hummed beside you as he dropped some seeds into the earth, “And it’s only going to get worse.” He used a hand shovel to gently pat the dirt back over the seeds.

You peered over at him, “What do you mean?”

He laid the shovel down beside him and wiped his gloves along his dirt-stained pants. Retrieving a folded up newspaper page from his back pocket, he handed it over to you. Your eyes scanned the paper, the bold title Gecko Moria Alive! caught your eyes instantly. It was a strange sensation. You had no ties to Moria aside from his pink-haired subordinate, but still, for Perona’s sake, you felt warm tears well up in your eyes.

“Oh, Mihawk, she’s going to be so happy,” you said in a hushed whisper, though Perona was hardly in earshot, “And also really angry that you haven’t told her sooner. This newspaper is from three days ago.”

He chuckled, “I know.”

You felt a pang in your chest, “I suppose that’s another chick leaving the nest.” You were still recovering from Zoro’s departure and now Perona was soon to follow. You’d grown quite accustomed to your family you shared in the last two years. Though two years wasn’t a very long time comparatively, it felt like it’s always been the four of you.

“It’s for the best,” he replied, “Danger is coming.”

You stiffened, “You don’t mean…?”

“I believe the Reverie attendants are going to vote in favor of the abolishment of the Warlords. That means Marines will be surrounding this place very soon,” he sighed and closed his eyes. “I don’t want Perona to get in harm's way for something that doesn’t involve her.”

You smiled in his direction, “You’re a kind man, Dracule Mihawk.” The tightness in your chest was easily replaced with gentle thumping. If anyone else were to refer to him as kind, he’d scoff in their direction. Hearing it from you, he felt a familiar heat creep up his neck.

Much like Zoro and Perona, Mihawk just ended up being stuck with you a few years ago. He warily offered his hospitality, but miraculously, it didn’t take long for Mihawk to warm up to you. When you proved yourself to him, you became the unofficial first mate to his unofficial crew. Though, with your time together on Kuraigana, you hardly acted as Captain and Crewmate. You tended the land together, sought peace with the humandrills together, and lived your day to day lives in the castle of Kuraigana together. Waking, working, and wasting the days away together. You weren’t sure what you were to Mihawk, but it definitely felt different than a mere subordinate.

“I suppose it’ll just be us again, then.” The thought of it going back to just the two of you simultaneously excited and saddened you. Mihawk looked over to you. He didn’t utter a single word, just stared. Though you’d assumed you’d be used to the intensity of his hawk-like eyes, they still had a way of making you feel embarrassingly shy. You absentmindedly wiped at the sweat forming on your upper lip. The sun was beginning to burn.

Just the two of you. Mihawk always loved the sound of that. Though he’d enjoyed his time training Zoro and cooking with Perona, he often thought fondly of when it was just the two of you. Why then did it make him so nervous to return to that? The dab of soil on your upper lip caught his attention and stole his thoughts.

You had mistaken his silent staring as a denial to your statement, “Unless you intend to send me away with Perona?” Your throat suddenly constricted. Surely he didn’t mean that. “Mihawk, I know things are about to get intense, but I promise I can protect myself and will help you with whatever you need. Just don’t…”

You stopped your sentence when Mihawk shifted beside you to turn and face you. His right hand reached up to your face and you waited with bated breath as you were unable to process what was happening. Mihawk’s never touched you like that before. You gasped when his finger swiped across your upper lip. Holy shit, he was going to kiss you. You instinctively closed your eyes and sighed against his finger, awaiting his lips to meet yours. A cool, empty breeze brushed against them instead.

“I’m sorry. You had dirt on your lip,” he said simply.

How embarrassing. You felt unbelievably hot under the small pockets of sunshine now, “Right, of course. Thank you.”

You wanted to leave his hold, leave the garden, leave the whole entire island, but Mihawk held you firmly; his left hand mirroring his right as they both caressed your face gently, “I’m not going to send you away, (Y/N). I want you by my side.” His face lowered to yours, noses brushing. The words he spoke stole your breath from your parted lips, “Stay with me as long as you wish.”

“Mihawk…” you managed to huff out. His name on your lips, so unfamiliar in this low tone — he could drink it right up. How long has he been holding himself back from falling completely into you?

“Say it, please,” he murmured. The movement of his lips caused them to bump against yours. A tease of a kiss, “Say you’ll stay with me.”

“Mihawk,” you whimpered once more. You weren’t sure you’d be able to say anything else. Not when his intoxicating warmth and tender embrace was robbing you of air. But, you wanted him to know how you felt. How you’ve always felt since joining his side, “I want to be with you forever.”

Your confession was the gravitational pull to at last close the distance between the two of you. His lips slotted against yours with promise, a silent oath to stay with you and protect you for however long you’d want him to. Your skin no longer burned, instead kissed by sunlight as his lips rained down on you, moving with yours as if he’s planned this moment out for years. In truth, he wished he’d done so much sooner.

You pulled away for air, but Mihawk wouldn’t, couldn’t stop. His lips tickled against your tender pulse line as he continued his kisses along your neck, pulling you tightly into him by your waist. He muttered confessions in-between kisses. How long he’s wanted you. How long he’s loved you. How long he’ll continue to want you. How long he’ll continue to love you. Forever, forever, forever. Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging him back up to your aching lips to let him know you reciprocated his devotion. Years of unchecked desire was evident in the urgency of your shared kisses, spilling forth like an endless fountain as you lost all sense of time against each other’s lips. Nothing would hold either of you back now.  

Perona rounded a corner and caught sight of the two of you embracing each other. She silently gagged, but decided to leave the both of you to your moment. The sun was a little too bright for her anyhow. As she turned and floated away, a smile stretched along her face. She always thought the two of you would be cute together.

a/n: Hate to see him go, but love to see him kissed 💋 We unfortunately say goodbye to Mihawk for this event, but I have a feeling we’ll see him around in the future. 🤭 Thanks for reading!! 

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

almost january which means it's almost st sebastian's feast day which means it's almost light yagami's death day which means it's almost february which means it's almost valentine's day which means im six months behind on all of my projects

[leftsidebonfire]

heya katie, hope youve had a good day so far! If you arent being too flooded with requests with your valentines event, could i request for Sanji, a mall date, with a female! s/o? Thank uu!

Very sweet!! You're actually my first request for the Valentine's Day event!! 🥰

For a Mall date with Sanji, I just know he would take you to all the stores you could ever want, buying you some pretty outfits to wear, and taking you back to make a sweet dessert just for you 💕🥰

And your silly Valentine's Icon!

Thank you!! Happy Valentine's Day! I hope you like it! 🥰

[crescentmoonrider]

Also also smoker and crocodile valentinessssss <3

arrangement

yes !!! them !!! did i ever tell you that Sir Crocodile was the first character to awaken my attraction to fictional middle aged men ? i just decided to binge one piece in two weeks and by the end i was just sitting there like "fuck me, Crocodile was actually kinda hot huh"

but yeah anyway i just kinda whipped up some clothes for the love of cleavage and man boobs 😌

anything for my mans Sir Crocodile 💖

(also partly bc i refused to look at refs while sketching lmao)

[grandline-fics]

Law Single red rose pleaaaase!!! 💕💕

DESCRIPTION: Single Red Rose- When your date goes wrong, they come to your rescue

WARNINGS:  none

CHARACTERS: Law

WORDS: 984

A/N: Part of the Valentines Day Event! There's already so many requests so thank you all so much for the positive response so far. Thank you @obsessivemuch for being the first request and I hope that this is to your liking.

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

DIRECTORY | PROMPT LIST | KO-FI

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The atmosphere in the island was warm and friendly, civilians held no fear of the Heart Pirates at all. From the moment they surfaced the Polar Tang and all through the day as they gathered supplies and stretched their limbs while enjoying the fresh summer air and sun that they’d greatly missed while traveling under water. Taking advantage of the hospitality of the island and its inhabitants, with there still being so much the crew had yet to see and do, they begged Law to stay an extra couple days. Trying to remain firm, Law told them they would only stay on land for the night and in the morning everyone would be allowed the day to explore or shop, using the time as they saw fit but he wouldn’t allow any longer to distract them from their journey. With bellies filled with delicious food and now everyone enjoying drinks, Law felt himself relax in his seat just happy to sit back and talk with the others while still observing his surroundings. 

As he drank slowly his eyes fell onto the table you were sat at. At first he didn’t know why a table with what was obviously a random couple having a date would capture his attention but then he realised what it was. Your body language just radiated tension. Not a shy nervousness that would show in the beginning of a relationship, or a tense anticipation that you were expecting something like a proposal. Your whole body was tense with restrained annoyance. As Law finished his drink he caught you glancing towards the clock on the wall while forcing yourself to give your date a polite nod in response to whatever it was he was saying. You were trying to gauge when you could bail on this date without seeming like the bad guy. From the way your foot idly bounced under the table when the date laughed at his own joke, it was clear you were reaching the end of your patience. Poor you, but it wasn’t his problem.

Law rose and walked to the bar to get a new drink. While he waited for it to be served he couldn't help but have his attention slowly drift back to your shipwreck of a date. From this angle he now had a clear view of your face and now he couldn’t look away, immediately drawn further into observing the interaction you were having with your date. Law watched as you opened your mouth, actually excited for the first time that he’d seen to say something in response only for your date to talk over you. Immediately your bright eyes sharpened and cooled, your jaw tightening and fingers curling into a fist against the table. Honestly, what kind of idiot had you agreed to go out with that couldn’t even pick up on your unhappiness? Were they that self-absorbed? 

His own dark gold eyes watched as your date got up from the table and headed for the restroom, Law didn’t miss the disappointment in your eyes to see he wasn’t going for the exit and smirked. Grabbing his drink he approached your table and came to a stop in front of you. You blinked and for a moment thought your date had unfortunately returned faster than you’d hoped, only to blink in surprise to see who was now in front of you. You’d heard pirates had arrived and you were familiar with this man’s face after having seen it in the papers more than enough times. You wondered if he knew that the photos and posters did not do his attractiveness justice. Deciding this intrusion was a lot more exciting than the torture that was your date you smiled at Law. “Can I help you?”

“Now that’s not fair, that was going to be my line.” Law told you with a small chuckle. “If you’re being held hostage by that guy just say the word.”

“Oh I’ve been warned against this kind of thing.” You hummed playfully. “Offers of help usually come at a price.”

“Can’t I just offer to be nice?”

“Aren't you supposed to be a pirate? Does being nice go against your code?”

“So long as the Marines don’t find out my reputation is safe.” Law explained, his smirk growing as you laughed. Honestly your date fell further and further down in his regard by the second. “So? Need my help?”

“We still haven’t discussed payment.”

“Nothing much, just a walk through the city?”

“Can’t say no to a fair exchange like that. You’ve got yourself a deal.” You conceded, sitting back in your seat. This conversation was the most fun you’d had all evening and you were curious to see what Law would do. You tilted your head when Law set his drink down and took your hand, pulling you to your feet and leading you to the door. “Really? Just walking out is your big idea?”

“I’ve had your date trapped in the restrooms since he left the table. Didn't you wonder what was taking him so long?” Law explained, grinned at your shocked expression. As a precaution he’d had his room ability activated from the second he and the crew entered the bar, just in case any of them needed to make a quick escape. When your date was away he’d shifted the large boxes from the alley outside to block the restroom doors. All Law had really needed was your say-so to continue spending time with him. He dropped his gaze down when you looped your arm through his as you both walked through the busy nighttime streets. “So where to first? You’re the local here, not me.”

“Well the city’s pretty big. I can’t exactly show you everything in one night.” You explained lightly with a smile. 

“Well aren’t you lucky? My crew and I won’t be leaving for a few days.”

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[gennemi]

𝐷𝐴𝑌 2- 𝐿𝐼𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅𝐼𝐸 (𝑆𝑀𝑈𝑇)

A/N: day two is finally finished of my LawRosey Valentine's Event! I lost my mind writing this I tell you! I couldn't stop blushing, or giggling I'm also ovulating as well, doesn't help my case. Day three in the works!

Small Summary: Rosey, wants to surprise Law with wearing Lingerie. In his favorite color he loves to see her in, purple. But she's in for a bigger surprise. CANON

Likes, reblogs and comment appreciated! Please do not copy/steal my work!

Contains/Warnings: smut! Minors and ageless blogs DNI, oral (fem receiving), piv unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), trans!Law, Law is a simp for his wife, Rosey is chubby, rough sex. Lemme know if I missed any warnings! It's just pure smut! Rosey loses her ability to walk the next day

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Rosey checked herself in the mirror, to make sure everything looked great. She was dressed in lingerie to surprise her husband, Law. She had bought this on the last island they were on, it was purple in color. As she knew that purple was one color Law loved on her. 

She was too busy looking at herself, she didn't notice that Law walked in. “Hey, sweetheart, have you seen my-.” He spoke, but he stopped mid sentence. His eyes wide, mouth agape. As he took her in. 

“Wow.”

He whispered, his golden eyes took her in. She turned to face him, her face bright red. “T-This was supposed to be a s-surprise for you.” She stuttered out, moving to hide herself. “No, don’t hide sweetheart. You look stunning!” He quickly spoke, making his way over to her, stopping her.

“I’m surprised, that's for sure, purple looks so good on you sweetheart.” He whispered as he continued to take her in. The lingerie hugged her chubbines so good, it made him eternally groan. “God damn, you look so fine baby girl.” he growled lowly.

He brought her into a kiss, groaning softly. His hands creeped down to her bottom. Giving it a rough squeeze, she moaned softly against his lips. “You’re going to be the death of me sweetheart.” He whispered, picking her up. He then laid her down on their shared bed.

“I’m gonna fuck you, but keeping this on.” He growled into her ear, as he started to suck on her neck. Leaving love bites behind. He started kissing downwards, every now and then leaving love bites as he went. He planted a kiss to her cloth covered core, hearing her small, cute whimpers.

One of his tattooed fingers, moved the cloth covering her core to the side. Baring it to the cold air, the cold air making her whimper softly. “My beautiful wife.” He whispered, nipping at her thigh softly. His tongue stuck out, licking a stripe from her hole to her clit. She let out a small gasp. He dove in after that, his lips attached to her clit. Sucking it with fervor, listening to those delicious moans she let out.

This went on for a while, him eating her out like a starved man. He pulled away, licking his lips of her sweet essence. “You always taste so sweet, baby girl.~” He purred softly. As he sat up on his knees, he took his shirt off. Showing off his toned, broad body. She took him in, from the scars from his top surgery. That he did himself, to his chest tattoo.

She watched as he went to take his pants off, then his underwear. She looked down at his dick, and the scars on his skin as well. From when he gave himself his bottom surgery, he crawled on top of her, slamming his lips onto hers. The two kissed sloppily, their tongues clashing together. As he held her close to him.

He started to grind himself into her, grunting as he did so. “Law, I need you.” Rosey whimpered softly. “Shhh, I got you sweetheart. I’ll take care of you.” He spoke softly. He grabbed his shaft, guiding it inside of her. “Fuck, sweetheart. You’re so tight.” He groaned, she moaned out as he got deeper. Until he was deep enough where his tip kissed her cervix. He stayed still, so that she could accommodate his thick girth.

Once she gave the go ahead that he could move, he started moving slowly groaning as he moved. She was so tight, it was driving him wild. She moaned out his name, which caused him to get faster with his thrusts. He grabbed her chubby love handles, as he pounded her into the mattress. The said mattress squeaked in protest, her small hands went to his broad back. Her nails dug into his back, making the man above her hiss from the pain. But he didn’t stop her, it was giving him an ego boost. Means what he’s doing is correct.

He suddenly stopped, grabbing her thick thighs and bending them, putting her into a mating press. Where he went back to pounding into her. “Fuck Rosey!” He growled, baring his teeth. He listened as she screamed out for him, not caring if anyone heard the two. 

She got louder, when she felt him brush against her g-spot. “Oh god! Law, right there! Keep hitting that spot!” She cried out, causing him to get faster with his thrusts. Pounding into that spot with reckless abandon. She was seeing stars, as he continued to fuck her like a wild animal.

She felt the rope in her belly about to snap, he knew she was close. “Come on. Sweetheart. Let it go, I know you’re close, let it go!” He snarled out in pleasure. She let out a loud scream of his name, as she saw white for a bit. As liquid poured out of her, coating him in the liquid. “Fuccckkk, that’s it baby girl!” He groaned out, his thrusts got sloppier. As his groans got louder, until his hips stilled. His own end taking over, as he let out a loud sexy growl.

He pulled out of her, collapsing next to her. “That was intense.” She spoke, as she caught his breath. He let out a deep chuckle, catching his breath as well.”What can I say? Seeing you in that, did some things to me.” He chuckled, pulling her close to him. Kissing all up on her.

“You thought we were done? We are far from done my rose. We got all night.~” He purred as he rolled back on top of her. They definitely had a long night, and she couldn't really walk the next day, she still had the purple lingerie on as well. That started it all.

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[rollinouttahere-writes]

helloo! I just saw your Valentine's Day event and was wondering if I can request for a milk chocolate no.17 with sanji? thank you in advance and hope you're having a nice day!! 💖

... I went over 1000 words again...

I decided to make this one vanilla, I hope you like it!

Sanji x GN!Reader

1.3k words

Prompt:

I don’t deserve you, but I want you. Is that so wrong?

Sanji being doting was hardly unheard of, it was seemingly in his blood. Lately, however, it had been borderline excessive. It was normal for you to receive an extra treat or drink when Sanji was serving meals and snacks, but now you were on the receiving end of some special treatment. Rather than getting a share of what everyone else was having, he was making food specifically, and only, for you. 

Admittedly, it had taken you a while to notice the behavior, with Luffy being the one to call attention to it when he realized that you had gotten extra food. Naturally, he’d wrapped himself around Sanji while loudly demanding some, too. 

Sanji had yelled at him that he literally just ate and not every single thing that comes out of the kitchen needs to go to him, but it was a losing battle. Resulting in Sanji having to abandon the conversation you two had been having to make your bottomless pit of a captain something to eat lest he “starve to death”. The bickering had been funny, but you couldn’t help but dwell on the fact that Sanji had gone out of his way to make something just for you.

It made you feel special, though you couldn’t be sure why he suddenly started doing this. Before he began acting this way, he’d been borderline avoidant of you for a while. What had changed?

The doting had only ramped up from there. Every time the ship docked at a populated island he would come back to the ship with a gift for you, and that was excluding the instances where he’d talked you into exploring the town with him. On those occasions, he’d bought you numerous gifts if you so much as looked at something for too long. Any attempt to dissuade him would be shot down with him insisting that you deserved it and he wouldn’t be discouraged. 

On top of that, he’d been awfully touchy. If you were walking together, he’d insist that you hold his arm so that “you don’t get separated”. Whenever you were in close quarters, he’d take any opportunity to brush up against you. When he would pass behind you, he would place his hand on your lower back. Again, not abnormal in and of itself, but the frequency of his touches was noticeably higher than it usually would be.

If this was anyone else, you would easily come to the conclusion that this person was crushing on you hard. But, with Sanji, it was harder to determine that. He was a chronic flirt, at what point could his actions truly be considered unusual? Was this a serious interest he was taking in you, or was simply being extra nice to you because you were all crewmates? Without a full on confession, you felt stuck in a will-he-won’t-he limbo. What you wouldn’t give to guarantee that this would end on the ‘will he’ side.

All of this led you to tonight. Sanji had invited you to come taste test some new dishes. You aren’t sure why he insisted on doing this in the middle of the night, but who were you to question a culinary genius?

But the most likely answer was that he was praying Luffy would be asleep and wouldn’t disturb you two this time.

Dim lights are shining under the door as you make your way to the kitchen. The sound of dishes clanking against the table could be heard from the hallway. Before the door was even open, several delicious aromas flooded your senses. Oh, you were definitely going to enjoy this taste test.

You quietly slip into the kitchen and are a little surprised at what you see. You’ve been present for Sanji’s food experimentation before, and never before did it come with a beautifully set table and candles. Rather than a collection of miscellaneous dishes, there were only two plates on the table sitting opposite from each other.

Sanji was standing at the kitchen counter adding the finishing touches to a decadent looking cake, and he was so focused on icing it perfectly that he had yet to notice that you were here already.

For the most part, barring a couple of fashion atrocities, Sanji liked to dress well, but he looked especially refined right now. He’d ditched his typical three piece suit, instead settling for some black dress pants and a silk shirt that was only buttoned up half way. The rolled up sleeves accentuated his defined forearms, making them downright difficult to tear your eyes away from.

Needless to say, you were feeling painfully underdressed in your pajamas. What can you say? You thought this was about to be a glorified midnight snack session, not a candlelit dinner.

Before you could attempt to sneak out and put on literally anything else, Sanji finally saw you. He tensed, likely surprised that you got the drop on him, but quickly recovered and turned to face you properly. He smiled so warmly that it distracted you from your previous embarrassment.

“You’re here! I’m glad, I was worried you might change your mind,” he averted his eyes, and there was a noticeable red tint to his face. 

“I would never pass up on an opportunity to try some more of your food.” Doing so would be simply insane. You scratched the back of your neck as you glanced down at your pajamas again, “So, uh… Should I go change? This looks like it might be a bit more than a taste test.”

“No!” Sanji all but shouted, only to backpedal into a softer tone, “No, you don’t have to do that. I think you look breathtaking.”

You decided to internally agree to disagree on that point. Though you couldn’t help but notice how he neglected to confirm or deny that this invitation was for something more than what he initially said it was.

Sanji took the cigarette he’d been smoking and snuffed it out in an ashtray before approaching you directly. Once he was in front of you, he hesitated for only a moment before taking your hands in his. Your heart rate increases as you begin to think you know where this is going. Was this actually happening? Is he going to confess?

“I don’t deserve you, but I want you. Is that so wrong?” The words were spoken so softly that you wondered if you heard him right. He continued, “I know that I’ve said things to this affect countless times before, but I’m not saying this just for the sake of flattering you. I mean it. Even if it is wrong and selfish, I can’t go on denying the truth. I love you.”

The gray-blue eye that had been locked onto your intertwined hands drifted up to your own eyes. Many emotions hung onto his every micro-expression. Fear. Adoration. Distress. Relief. Trepidation. Excitement. A dominant emotion ebbed into all of them. Love.

There wasn’t a doubt in your mind as to whether or not he meant it. You felt like he’d all but bared his soul to you, and he probably would do just that if he could. Every word of that was true, you knew it.

This was an intensely romantic moment. Ideally, you should maintain the atmosphere by responding in kind with your own touching confession.

Unfortunately, the excitement from him admitting his feelings may have fried your brain. Instead of carefully chosen words, you launched yourself at Sanji, wrapping your arms around him and pressing an almost frantic kiss against his lips.

The force of the action made both of you lose your footing and collapse into a heap on the ground. You pull away, worried that you may have hurt him. For a moment he just stares ahead with a blank, shocked look on his face. Then it morphs into a grin and- literal hearts appear in his eyes?

And then it’s his turn to all but attack you with a kiss of his own. You’re pretty sure he’s completely forgotten about the dinner.

[merbear25]

Hello ~ It's been a while, but i'm happy to see you more active again. I hope you're doing well too ^^ I came here to ask for the Valentine event, you know wich character hihi <3 Caesar Clown with quote 7 : " You're just a distraction...That's it ". SFW - younger fem!reader, after the event of WCI and the formation of NeoMADS ? if possible of course

Art by BILIKEN

*clears throat and taps on mic* I would like to make an announcement: I cannot help what forms of inspiration this man sparks.... that is all.*drops mic and exits left stage*

You’d been given the opportunity of a lifetime. Working alongside one of the greatest minds of your time was something so many young scientists could only dream of. Once Caesar took you onboard his team, you couldn’t imagine having taken any other path. He was known to the world as a villain, but you couldn’t disagree more. Not being able to sort through what was reality and what was a figment of your fantasies, you didn’t notice the gap between the two growing more cavernous.

CW: SFW, fem!reader, angst

What never was can never be (Caesar)

The extension of a hand was all it took, and you were pulled into the swirling clouds of madness and cruel intent. A young woman with a promising future: you turned your nose up at the ridicule for throwing it all away to serve this war criminal who chose to recognize an ounce of your potential. Although given sparingly, praise meant more coming from him than anyone else. An outstanding scientific mind like his plucked you from the batch of aspiring young scientists struggling to make a name for themselves.

Special—you knew you were. After all, you had the talent to prove it, didn’t you? With the scattered compliments came the critical undertones. Though masked as a means to help you soar to new heights, seeds of doubt were planted deep within the soils of your soul. It was in his nature that was what you told yourself, because you made the conscious decision to turn a blind eye to his less favorable side to bask in the welcoming glow that seldom peaked through.

However, those moments overshadowed the ones less becoming, for in them came the racing of your heart beating so fast you feared it would burst. Sitting close, his hand guiding yours, the laugh coming from him when your nerves caused an accident: he was clouding your better judgement. His dastardly flaws grew paler by the day, dangerously unpigmented representations of who he was behind the charm. Daydreaming of him transported you away from the chemical spill you were left to clean up by yourself.

An unlikely duo that managed to slip through the fingers of the colossal foes—a team. That was the term he used, but you were the one holding it close to your heart. After having spent so much time together, it couldn’t be helped—this hope that he would reciprocate your feelings. However, those rose tinted glasses distorted the pricking thorns as rounded edges.

How could you have known? His gratitude for your overwhelming sacrifice to help push his vision into the light of day was what kept your spirits high. Would you have suddenly had a change of heart if he’d given himself away? The little chats you shared with the occasional praise tactfully tossed in were what got you smiling. Was it possible to erase the image of him you’d built up in your head? The rosy world shattered, showing a bleak reality through the sharded gaps.

“You’re relieved of your duties.” The non bothered delivery disbursed the images of you and him that were floating in your fantasies.

Dumbfounded and at a loss for words, you stood in a daze, as if attempting to gather the romanticized figments separating further and further from one another. “Why?”

A simple question that didn’t go unwarranted but writhed under his skin all the same. “Well, for starters you cause more messes from your head being in the clouds than you do achieving results. And let’s not forget how much you dilly dally at cleaning up said messes.” The hint at your crush ripped your bleeding heart bare of its poor excuse for a disguise.

The flush on your face burned with a hot intensity. You wouldn’t have thought he was keeping a tally on each screw up you made or that humiliating dreamy look on your face. “We’re a team, aren’t we?” 

He huffed in amusement, remembering his own words perfectly well. “Even the most iconic teams cannot last forever that of which we were not.” The extra jab was unnecessary, and yet he couldn’t resist wielding its blade.

A threat of tears stung your eyes. “Why did you even choose me? Out of all the others, why me?”

Deep down there was a reason, but he’d buried it so far beneath his surface there was a chance it would never reach him again. “A lapse in judgement,” he chuckled.

Moments you shared, both of the good and the bad, flooded your memory. It couldn’t have been just you who’d felt companionship if nothing else. You continued to push, refusing to accept that this was all for naught. “No, no, that’s not true.”

"You're just a distraction...That's it.” The spiteful words pierced through your thick skin, their venom coursing through your veins and paralyzing you.

Choking back the emotion bubbling in your throat, the heartache was regrettably evident. “You don’t mean that.”

He turned towards you swiftly and with just one step, he was towering over you. “Oh, don’t I?” That wicked grin he wore so well spread across his pale face. “And I suppose you were expecting me to beg you to stay, hm? To tell you that I love you?” 

Striking you through your heart, the taunting lured out the doubt he’d planted. It sprouted through the newly formed hole like the weed it was. Completely distraught after having your world turned upside down, you were beside yourself. 

He gritted his teeth to offset his purple lips quivering more noticeably. “I’m afraid you’ve been reading too many romance novels, little girl.” Leaning away, he shooed you with a flick of his wrist. “You served your purpose. I don’t need you anymore.” He casted you out, his back turned to you, so he wouldn’t witness your departure out the metal doors. 

The bitter cold of the room finally reached you, causing you to shiver in the shadow he’d abandoned you in. Left to question the memories, the fondness illuminating them now beginning to dim. Left to question how you saw him, the man standing in front of you now a ghost of his perceived former self. Left to wonder if any of it was sincere, now too broken to tell anymore. Tears rolling down your cheeks offered the only warmth left to give.

“Surely you must have felt something towards me…” The murmur was a feeble attempt at holding onto that last shred of hope that Caesar Clown was capable of conjuring something other than deceitfulness.

His back remained to you, the shadow somehow growing more isolating. “Now you’re just embarrassing yourself,” he scoffed. He didn’t move, nor did his mocking tone falter, but his eyes shifted in an attempt to gauge your presence in the room. The sound of your footsteps hurried out of the door, and with them carried the muffled sobs of a broken heart.

The slam echoed through the room, magnifying his seclusion. An agitated frown plastered on his face and his eyes narrowed; your exit left an unpleasant mark on him. Only the faint hissing of the old pipes and clicking of the keys now accompanied him. His brow twitched for a moment, but he let out a long sigh to settle the prickling nerves. This was how it was meant to be—him alone with his work…alone with his work.

[swampstew]

Valentines Day Event - closed

Rules: use the below event ticket and submit it to my ask/submission box from February 2-10, 2024 with your blorbo of choice - any adult character in One Piece, can repeat characters. Up to 25 cards available! No anon submissions cause then I can't send you a card.

This event opens up on February 2 and runs through the 10th. On Valentine's Day, you'll find an OP themed card in your ask box/DM!

Any ticket requests submitted before Feb. 2 risk being deleted.

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Valentine Cards ♡

[doctorgerth]

a/n: I know this is supposed to be a fluff event but my heart said angst for this...it just fits the prompt haha please forgive me. There’s a happy ending I swear! Law has already claimed your heart...will he claim your lips too? Read to find out! 💋

pairing: Law x GN!Reader

warning: slight angst

word count: 1.5k 

candy heart prompt: Sweetheart - Goodbye (For Now)

LAW + SWEETHEART

Today was the day you’d been dreading since your Captain brought it to the crew’s attention.

Today, Law would be leaving to traverse solo to Punk Hazard in efforts to defeat Doflamingo. You’d known about his plan for weeks. Able to prepare in said amount of time, yet your heart still felt so unbearably heavy in your chest.

You’d been avoiding him all day. You knew it was immature, but why did he insist on going alone? Though you were well aware of Law’s obstinance and preference for handling things on his own, you argued endlessly with him about it. Wasn’t this what having a crew was for? To help him succeed; to protect and support him in his endeavors? He denied everyone’s help incessantly, and so you remained in your room as the rest of the crew were seeing their Captain off. Bepo’s pitiful wails echoed off the submarine walls, reminding you of your own sorrow.

You were confident in your Captain’s abilities, but those little bouts of doubt, along with not knowing exactly when he’d return was what left you restless. You’d never been without Law for very long since joining the crew a couple years ago. Now that you knew what you felt for your Captain was too romantic to be considered anything else, you weren’t sure how to handle not having him around for an indeterminate amount of time.

That was another reason you decided to close yourself off. You didn’t trust that you’d be able to keep your feelings in check in such a tender moment. You didn’t know if you could say goodbye without telling him how your heart yearned for him. It was inappropriate, untimely, and surely unrequited. You didn’t want to weigh your Captain down further with awkward feelings from a subordinate. Plus, you couldn’t possibly handle the rejection and having to say goodbye all in the same moment.

A familiar clicking of boots resounded down the hallway. You hoped and prayed they’d stride past your doorway, but of course, they stopped right outside your door. He knocked three times, waited a few seconds, then entered upon his own volition.

“Are you not going to say goodbye?” Was that disappointment in his voice? You hugged your knees tighter to your chest, avoiding his eyes.

“Goodbye, Captain,” you muttered begrudgingly.

A smirk tugged at his lips. Law was shamelessly amused by your pouting. He gently closed the door behind him, setting his duffle bag and Kikoku to the side. He walked casually over to your desk chair, turned it around, and sat down in it to face you, “You know I’m not accepting that.”

“What do you want me to say? ‘Please don’t go’? We both know that won’t stop you.” Your words spit out like venom, stinging deep in his wounded chest. If only you knew how hard it was for him to leave. How hard it was to leave you. How if you had begged for him to stay, it’d be impossibly harder to leave than it already was. If anyone could make him stay, it was you.

“I promise I’ll return,” he reassured. He looked and sounded confident, but you didn’t miss the hint of uncertainty laced in that promise.

“When?” you pushed.

He shrugged his shoulders, “I���m not sure.”

You turned to look at him now. His eyes bored into yours, golden and uncharacteristically soft, making you want to leap into his arms and plead for him to stay right there with you. “Can you at least promise to return safe and sound?”

Another shrug. His nonchalance was pissing you off and he knew it well, “I can’t guarantee that.”

“Then don’t go!” you begged louder than intended. He remained stoic as you stared at one another, but underneath the surface, his resolve was crumbling piece by piece. So many unspoken words begging to be heard were lost in the deafening silence.

Law was the first to break the tension, exhaling a deep breath as he motioned you to the edge of the bed, “Come here.”

You wanted so badly to defy him, but you couldn’t. Not when he stared at you so longingly, nor when he offered for you to be close to him like you've always wanted. You huffed as you shuffled along the bed, sat along the edge, and faced him. In this new position, your knees brushed, and that small moment of contact made your saddened heart immediately jumpstart to life; quickening its pace when he reached out and took your hands in his.

The silence returned as Law observed your hands intertwined. You’ve never touched like this before, but it was exactly the kind of intimacy you’d both been craving from one another. The calluses on his hands smoothing over the skin of your own felt comforting, and when he laced your fingers together, neither of you could ignore how perfectly they fit. As if your hands were meant to be held by one another; puzzle pieces at last fitting into place. Law was only making it harder for himself by touching you like this, that much he knew, but he couldn’t leave you without this embrace. In truth, he needed this gentle reassurance just as much. The warmth of your hands in his would be enough motivation to come back alive.

“At least take me with you,” you disturbed the peace with a small sob, “Or anyone. Just don’t go alone, please.”

Law squeezed your hands tightly when you offered yourself to his mission, “I can’t let you come.”

You’ve heard this before, but still, you just wanted to know why. “Why not? I can help with anything you need. I can…”

His fingers untangled from yours, but you didn’t have time to feel empty before his tattooed hands grabbed either side of your face; holding you steady and making you look right into his solemn eyes, “Because if something were to happen to you…” his throat tightened at the idea, voice hoarse as he finished his confession, “I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”

Though the way he was touching you so intimately should have been proof enough, those last eight words were the final confirmation you needed to realize that your feelings weren’t as unrequited as you had assumed. Law had deeper feelings for you and your heart soared at his indirect confession while his beat uncontrollably in his chest. It was time you knew.

You could feel the warmth of his ragged breathing against your lips as his face was suddenly inches from yours. His golden eyes flicked down to your lips, holding them in an enraptured stare. His mind was dizzy, fingers numb, lips buzzing with anticipation to feel yours against his own. Law has wanted to kiss you for so long now, but now that the opportunity has arisen, he was embarrassingly unable to do so. Though basking in the comfort of your warmth and wasting the day away with long overdue kisses was a dangerously tempting offer, he had things to take care of elsewhere. He knew you understood that despite your vexations.

His eyes slowly blinked back up to yours, “You’ll be safe with everyone else in Zou. I need you to stay safe. I need you here when I get back. Promise me?”

It took everything within you to nod, feeling lightheaded from the tension. You rested your forehead against his, “Promise me you’ll come back to me?”

After some time, he nodded. When his thumb brushed across your lips, you closed your eyes and sighed. “Save these for me?” he whispered, visibly struggling to not close the distance upon feeling the invitation of your soft lips beneath his fingertip. He was only furthering his torment. “Need something worth fighting for.” 

You scoffed with a light smile, “I’ll save a thousand kisses for when you come back.”

Extending the wait to claim what he’s yearned for since his feelings for you were realized would be agonizing, but he was glad to have something to look forward to upon his eventual return. He’d try his best to have a proper confession by then as well. Law pulled you into a tight embrace, cradling the back of your head with one hand and wrapped around your waist with another. You buried yourself into him, imprinting his scent into your memory to hold onto when the days without him were long. Pitiful as it was, Law missed you already, although he was closer to you than ever before.

“Goodbye, Captain,” you whispered into his neck. Your words and heart felt much more full.

“It’s just goodbye for now,” Law muttered, “I’ll claim what’s mine when I get back.” He smirked as he pinched your bottom lip between his fingers. 

And we won’t have to say goodbye ever again; a silent promise held safely in his thoughts.

a/n: I told you there’d be a happy ending! Maybe more bittersweet...But! Imagine how sweet the smooch will be in Law’s next chance(s). I have nothing but good intentions, I swear. 😇 Thanks so much for reading! <3

[beanieable]

Day 14 - Name and Vivi from One Piece

Miles apart - ao3

With that we reach the end of my little event. I hope you enjoyed the fics and the art. I for one had fun writing and drawing everything.