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Active WIPs:
Heart of Gold - Current Chapter 16 - Part of the Grandline Metro AU series. Law finds a woman trapped in an unusual glass-like substance, who has been in suspended animation for years, and freeing her brings more questions than answers.
Family Practice - Currently posting via queue - Chapter 12 -
Mafia Ink - Coming Soon
Completed Titles and one-shots:
On Ice - One-shot
Dr. Jekyll - One-shot
Doctor's Order - One-shot
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Hi! I've been a fan for a long time and I just saw a video of you playing Gartic Phone (Is that what it's called?) with Deltarune artists and it was very funny. I was wondering if maybe Law and Cora could get dark world forms and meet Tenna. Possibly, if you want.
I normally don't do requests cuz I struggle to find time to just draw for myself even, but the sheer absurdity of two guys from a world without TV encountering a TV man was enough to tickle my fancy. Ten Ten Mushi hits post
He's your safety and warmth, far better for you than the hot water...
"Mmhmm, I'm okay." You answered back, though not as confidently as you wanted to sound.
"Can I come in to make sure?" He asked again.
Ah, you should've known he would persist. After pausing for a moment, you answered him once more...
tags~ fluff, gn!reader, established relationship, depression (reader), Shachi takes care of you, big on touch as a love language
w/c~ 1.4k
a/n~ happy birthday to this sweetie~
no self harm is mentioned by the way, but there is mention of depreciating thoughts. this one's for my fellow overthinkers lol.
"Hot… Need to be boiled." You mumbled to yourself, practically stumbling into one of the bathrooms on the Polar Tang.
It had just been a horrible day all together, your mind swimming with demons you could not silence. Sometimes your thoughts were just… your biggest enemy, and today, a mental war was being waged within you. Self doubt, self loathing, and all sorts of other negative thoughts just wouldn't stop occupying your headspace, and it made you mad purely because you could not understand why you were being so cruel to yourself. You didn't want to be hurting your own feelings, but the thoughts just wouldn't stop. The only thing you knew would help was the steaming embrace of a hot bath to sear away the pain you felt inside. Nothing could reach deeper than a scalding bath.
You leaned on the edge of the tub, turning the tap on and over to damn near boiling, but not quite all the way there just to say you weren't doing any harm. You then dumped some bubble bath under the stream of water, and the bathroom was quick to fill with the smell of lavender, a mountain of bubbles beginning to form. The bathroom began to fill with thick steam from the heat, mimicking the hazy state you hoped you could get your mind into. Slowly, you stripped off your boiler suit and everything else underneath it, the bubbles rising high above the edge by the time you were nude. Pleased with the amount produced, you shut off the water and let out a deep sigh, slowly slipping into the scaling basin of bubbles that you had run for yourself with a soft groan. Hot water was still hot of course, and you needed to grow accustomed to its embrace.
It didn't take long for you to adjust to the heat, the water seemingly drawing out all your pains both physical and emotional as you sunk back against the wall of the tub, the water just barely covering your shoulders when you had settled. Your worries started to melt away, but so did most of your short term memory for the day, completely forgetting that you had just up and disappeared without a word, leaving yourself to soak for well over thirty minutes.
Needless to say, after that amount of time had gone by, Shachi became a little worried for you.
Completely zoned out and focused on the feeling of heat enveloping your body, you could have almost fallen asleep right then and there. A soft knock on the door though pulled you from your dazed state, and you lifted your head a little to look towards the door. Who could be-
"Hun, are you okay?" Shachi's voice hummed dully through the closed door.
Hearing him there and hearing his concern warmed your heart in a way the water couldn't, but you didn't want him to worry too much about you. Not unless he really insisted; you just didn't want to be an inconvenience.
"Mmhmm, I'm okay." You answered back, though not as confidently as you wanted to sound.
"Can I come in to make sure?" He asked again.
Ah, you should've known he would persist. After pausing for a moment, you answered him once more.
"Yeah. You can come in."
You watched the door slowly swing open and you were a bit surprised to see how casually he was dressed now, his sunglasses and hat absent from his person, dressed in only sweats and a tank top. He came over to the tub where you could better see his worried expression, kneeling down so he could be level with your tired eyes.
"Are you sure you're okay, my love?" He asked you once more.
Looking into his eyes, you found you could not bring yourself to lie anymore. Those feelings still ate away at you, and he was offering you a safety not many ever have. Your eyes began to water a little, and a shaky sigh slipped out of you when you spoke again.
"No…"
"Okay. You should come with me then. Please don't stay in her alone." He requested of you softly. "Are you able to do that, hun?"
"Yeah… I can do that. I'd like to." You nodded.
"Good, good." He mumbled.
He reached out to gently cup your cheek, and was quite shocked by how hot your skin was despite not being submerged. When he looked down through the half popped bubbles around your neck, he found your skin to be steaming- or was that the water? When he dipped his fingers in he hissed and pulled them out, appalled by the temperature. It didn't matter, hot was hot.
"How do you handle such hot water?? Your skin is so hot." He huffed, toughing it out to help you sit up and stand.
"Mmm, when you don't feel much in the first place, anything feels nice."
"Oh hun…" He spoke quietly, looking at you with empathetic eyes. "Drain the water, I'll get you a towel."
You nodded and did so, pulling the plug out before you stepped out of the scalding water. You remained uncovered for only a few seconds, Shachi draping a massive fluffy towel over your shoulders right away. He patted your shoulders gently before fully closing it around you, hooking an arm over your shoulders.
"You okay to come to my room?" He asked.
"Mmhmm."
With your okay, Shachi lead you out of the bathroom and to his bedroom, away from prying eyes. you leaned against him quite heavily, even as he locked the door behind him for privacy. He turned to you and leaned down to kiss your forehead, rubbing the towel on you a little more to ensure you were mostly dry.
"I'll get you some clothes, then take care of your nightly routine." He told you, leaving your side only to grab a spare t-shirt and boxers for you to wear.
When he returned with the clothes for you, you mumbled a soft little 'thank you' to him as you let the towel drop to change. With a bit of help (he handed you the garments one by one), you were dressed, and he took your hand to bring you to his bed, sitting himself at the head and guiding you to sit in front of him, face to face.
"Is it ok if I touch your face?" He asked.
You nodded again, and let him brush any stray droplets of water from your cheeks with his fingers before he reached over to his night stand and pulled out a small jar of moisturizer. It was the same kind you used; he had picked up on your routine a bit after being with you for so long. Gently massaging it into your skin, Shachi left you with a kiss at the tip of your nose, then put the jar away before he slid down the bed a bit and tugged you forward to lie down on top of him. Once you were comfortable, he massaged gentle circles on your back, kissing the top of your head.
"Are you able to talk about what's wrong?" Shachi then asked you, breaking the silence.
"I would… but, I just don't know why I feel this way… I'm sorry…" You mumbled in response.
"Don't apologize, love. It's alright. We can just lay here together; maybe even take a nap?" He suggested.
"Mmm, a nap sounds nice." You nodded.
Shachi slipped a finger under your chin and lifted your head up just high enough so he could kiss your sweet lips, earning a hum of comfort from you.
"Go ahead. Ill be here when you wake up."
His words made you tear up, but you smiled this time instead. "I love you."
"I love you too, hun." He hummed, swiping his thumb over your soft cheeks.
You let him dry your tears and take one more kiss, lingering much longer on your lips this time. Melting into him, you finally found those cruel thoughts in your subconscious to have been silenced completely, drowned out by the affection that Shachi offered you. It was quiet, peaceful, and for once today you felt like you could finally relax.
When you parted, you let your head fall onto his chest, loosely hugging his shoulders while his arms wrapped around you, keeping you warm and safe. Much like the hot water, he made all of your bad feelings melt away; except he was much safer for you, and far gentler than scalding waters.
You could rest easy within his warmth like this in blissful silence.
Summary: You decide to go out sledding with some of the Heart Pirates, but things don't go to plan.
You were just finishing up your daily chores on the Polar Tang when you heard Shachi and Penguin yelling for you.
"I'm not doing your chores too," you say before they get the chance to say anything else.
"No, that's not what we wanted," Penguin says.
"Well, actually-" Shachi doesn't get to finish his sentence before Penguin elbows him in the side.
"It snowed on the island we're docked at. You should come sledding with us and Bepo," Penguin says.
"Oh, yeah, I guess I could go with you guys," you say. "I'll get my coat and meet you outside."
After some walking around the four of you found a perfect hill to use. The first few sled rides were a fun success, but that quickly came to an end when Shachi came down the hill too close behind you. You had went down on your stomach and your sled managed to turn around in the process. When you got to the bottom of the hill Shachi wasn't able to stop in time and ran into you feet first, leaving you with a bloody lip.
"Shit, are you okay?" Shachi says.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine," you say as Penguin and Bepo come running over.
"We should probably head back so you can get cleaned up," Bepo says.
"Law's gonna kill us," Penguin says.
"It's not that bad," you say. "Besides, it was just an accident."
"Does it really matter? He always freaks out when you get hurt," Penguin says.
You pulled your scarf up over your mouth, covering your now cracked lip.
"There, problem solved," you say.
"You really think that's going to work?" Shachi asks.
"Do you have a better idea?" you ask, but they don't respond. "That's what I thought."
Once you were back on the Polar Tang you tried to hurry to the bathroom to patch up your mouth before Law could notice, but he had a habit of seeming to sense when something was off.
"What happened?" you heard him ask as you passed by his room.
You backtracked to lean in his doorway.
"What makes you think something happened?" you ask.
"You weren't out for very long and you took off your coat, but not your scarf," Law says as he gets up and comes over to you.
"That's because it's cold," you say.
"Uh-huh," he says, clearly skeptical. He pulled down your scarf to reveal your cracked lip that was now starting to swell. "And did the cold do that?"
"Obviously," you say.
"Sit down," he says.
"It looks worse than it is," you protest, but take a seat on the edge of his bed anyway.
"I'll be the judge of that," he says. He gathers up what he'll need to clean the small wound and sits across from you.
"I can clean it myself, you know," you say.
"Doesn't mean I'll let you," he says.
It's quiet as he carefully cleans the cut on your lip.
"I don't like seeing you hurt," he says.
"I'm not a fan of it myself," you say.
"Tch, smartass," he says, but there's no real annoyance behind it. "Just… if you're hurt, don't try to hide it from me."
"I just didn't want you getting worried over something small," you say.
"I understand, but believe me, I'll worry less if you're honest with me," he says. "I know you can handle yourself, but…"
"I get it," you reach out to hold his hand. "I'll tell you about every injury, even if it's just a paper cut, if it'll give you some peace of mind."
"Thank you…" he says as he lightly squeezes your hand.
Summary: You ran away and joined the Straw Hats. A year later you come face to face with him again. He's been without you for a year, and now that he's found you...he will not let you leave him a second time.
Docking on this island was a bad idea, at least that's what you kept telling Luffy and the crew but as you sprint down the hallway with a flock of kids behind you, you can't help but feel thankful that you all came here.
Finding a bunch of giant children in some knock off daycare on an island as precarious as Punk Hazard was the last thing you expected. Still, you can't be too surprised, ever since you ran from his crew and joined the Straw Hats you've found yourself in bewildering situations. From being caught in the middle of a Civil War on Fishman Island to now having to escape some evil scientist while simultaneously saving kidnapped children.
Taking a deep sigh you think maybe you should've just stayed on the Polar Tang. No. You shake those thoughts from your head. Okay, Luffy's crew may always find themselves in trouble but they help people. You don't remember the last time you've been in a position to actually make a difference in someone's life before joining them. A big crash from somewhere behind startles you out of your thoughts. Now isn't the time to be getting stuck in your head!
"Hey look! There's a door, I bet it leads to the outside!" Nami yells.
Looking up ahead you see light from a cracked door. For a moment, it seems like a figure leaning against the door. Shaking your head, you push yourself to run faster. It doesn't matter, as long as there's a way out, you guys must take it. If its an enemy then Sanji and Franky will just handle it.
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Chopper bursts through the door with a shout. You close behind him with the children, Nami, Sanji, and Franky. Grinning wildly you can't help but join in the children's cheers of joy and exhilaration.
"We did it! I can't believe we actually—" Your words trickle off as you notice the energy shift. Your smile slowly fades, feet grinding to a halt as Smoker and his G-5 Marines come into view. With a tiny shake of your head, you can't help but let a small chuckle slip out from under your breath when the situation sinks in. Of course, you'd run straight into the freaking navy. If it's not one thing then it's another, you think rolling your eyes.
"Are you the creep who kidnapped those children?! You jerk!" Nami screeches.
Turning your head to peek at the person she's yelling at your heart drops. You choke back the gasp fighting to spill at the sight of the man you never thought you'd run into - at least, not so soon. Slowly you move through the sea of children towards the back hoping and praying he doesn't notice you.
Thump.
You thought you'd have more time.
Thump.
Why is he here?
Thump.
Was he looking for you?
Thump thump.
Why now?
Thump thump.
Has he noticed you yet?
Thump thump thump.
You're vaguely aware of the Straw Hats arguing with the G-5 but their voices blur, drowned out by the pounding in your ears. One. Two. Three. You force yourself to take deep breathes.
"Come on," you murmur to yourself willing your heartbeat to slow. "Now's not the time for a panic attack. Get it together!"
Cautiously taking a small peek at him, it seems he hasn't noticed you yet. As the Straw Hats continue to argue, he stays perched against the wall, silent and still. For a moment you wonder if leaving was the right choice but stop yourself. You can't go down that path. You did what you had to do to protect yourself - to protect your heart. Besides you doubt he even cared to notice you left.
Still tense, you let out a small breath. Your heart flutters like a butterfly with a broken wing; you can't take your eyes off him. He's still as handsome as the day you met him, standing tall with that same nonchalant attitude, radiating the confidence of a man who knows exactly who he is and expects the world to know it too. You know it's the same man you fell in love with two years ago, but looking at him now there's something you that just feels...off. There's a certain air surrounding him.
A shiver runs down your spine.
"Change of plans kids we can't get out this way, look for another exit!" screams Sanji followed by a flurry of shouts and screams as the children and your crew rush back into the research facility. Sparing him one last glance before turning your heel and sprinting away, you notice he's still facing the outside. Thank God, he didn't seem to notice you. Or if he did, he simply doesn't care. You don't know how to feel yet, but you'll sort those feelings out later. Once you're back safe on the Thousand Sunny.
A faint whisper weaves through the chaos surrounding you.
"Room."
In a blink you find yourself in a secluded part of the building. Its dark and quiet, with only a small window providing light. Something stirs behind making you whip around.Your heart stutters. Underneath the shadow provided by the light coming through the window, a figure stands tall.
"Law..." you breathe.
Suddenly he appears right in front of you. Close enough to touch but not quite. Standing there -caught- drowning in the consuming grey cesspool of his eyes you're frozen, consumed by fear and longing.
A slow sly smirk forms on his face as he gazes at you. Eyes intense - speaking a thousand words without saying anything. You don't see his hand move but you feel it - fingers softly tracing down your jaw, tipping your chin upward.
Thump.
"You weren’t planning on leaving without saying anything, were you, love?"
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AN: This is my first ever ficcc. All my years of reading fics I've decided to dip my toe in writing. Ngl a little nervous but I hope y'all like it! Thinking of making a part two idk
I have an idea that I wanna pop off as a one-shot, I'm just not sure who I want to have be the blorbo.
or blorbos.
Anyway, your roommate(s) consider you pretty much a boring old vanilla nerd. You're adorable, they love you, you're part of their merry band of misfits whether you're extremely the odd one out or not.
One day they're all going out to do something - See a movie, a concert, a play, catch a plane, you know you're going to be home alone for a few hours.
Long enough for a little self-bondage.
Once you get all set up, time-release locks set, key in the ice cube slowly melting, your roommate(s) return.
There's no way to free yourself fast enough, you're going to be caught.
But by Whom?
The door opens and--
Marco finds you. He's not surprised, you think maybe he was trying to catch you
Sabo finds you - his tongue slips over his lips as he regards you.
Eustass Kid finds you - he's Exceptionally Delighted.
Kid, Killer, Heat and Wire find you... well, isn't this a surprise.
Penguin and Shachi find you. Ah, so... uh, what kind of "help" do you want, eh?
Kaku finds you, and gee golly those knots are a little sloppy, he can help.
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