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I've always found nami and sanji's relationship to be very interesting. it's appeal only increases when you consider it as purely platonic. guy who wants to serve everyone all the time vs girl who, after going through hell, just wants to be taken care of. the strange and unlikely friendship that they develop. i have tried to cover all that and a bit more so! check it out!
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he falls harder (heartbeat)
zoro x f!straw hat pirate
— sometimes convincing yourself not to feel a certain way backfires. and that exact situation happened to zoro.
a biker’s pride (oath)
kid x f!motorcycle club member
— you excelled at pushing kid’s buttons and he knew it. the question was, how could he handle it? how could he handle the newest member of his motorcycle club without looking like a bigger asshole than what he already is? easy. a race. but when he loses, that’s when his outlook on you changed drastically.
still alive (scars and memories)
supernova trio x f!pirate
— a few months after you joined the designated crew that saved you from a sea king, the crew decided to go to relax in one of wano’s hot springs, where they noticed some scars on you.
the bento problem (klabautermann)
law x f!veterinarian
— ever since you and law got together, his diet has improved for the better - unfortunately, that came with the consequence of him being ridiculously protective over his lunch.
— summary: ever since you and law got together, his diet has improved for the better - unfortunately, that came with the consequence of him being ridiculously protective over his lunch.
trafalgar law, head surgeon of the renowned ocean tang hospital, had a terrible diet. despite being a doctor, he ignored his food intake and solely focused on his work. besides, he didn’t have time to make a decent lunch at his apartment before going to work the next day.
he lived off of ramen, granola bars, hospital sandwiches - taking off the bread and leaving the filling, and break room coffee.
“you hate yourself, don’t you?” you lightly scolded, crossing your arms over his chest as he tucked in two cup ramens in his bag.
you grew up in a household where food was the love language, were appalled when you saw his “lunch”.
“i - ” he started.
sighing, you tippy toed, kissed his cheek and gave him a small smile.
“after my shifts at the vet, i’ll make bentos for you. for every shift because you deserve nothing but the best.”
law’s usual stern face softened, a look he only reserved for you.
“you don’t have to - ”
“stop.” you replied, cupping his face, “let me do this for you. you’re my boyfriend now, meaning it’s also my responsibility to take care of you.”
law’s heart swelled and he nodded once before grabbing his bag and heading out to his car.
“so.” shachi, one of his attendants said as he slowly sat next to law in the break room, “what did the bento goddess pack for you today?”
law hovered over the sleek two layered bento box with silver edges and tightened his hold on his chopsticks, ready to flick his friend’s wandering hand.
“go away.” he grabbed the nearby thermos with miso soup and gave him a death glare.
suddenly, penguin leaned over behind him, eyes widening when he saw the bentos displayed on the table.
the top layer had bulgogi neatly spread over fluffy white rice, still steaming from the microwave. the bottom layer was divided cleanly - one side had seaweed salad sprinkled with sesame seeds and had grated cucumber, and the other, a few slices of fresh, ripe fruit.
“boss…please give us a bite!” penguin begged. “shachi and i live off of hot pockets and energy drinks.”
“no.” law replied flatly, taking a bite of bulgogi and rice.
“come on!”
“no. she makes these bentos for me.” law snapped. “she’s my girlfriend. this is my lunch. my bulgogi. my bento.”
penguin and shachi exchanged defeated looks then smirked.
“you’re whipped man. and you got it bad.” shachi teased.
law didn’t deny it nor give them a reply. his silence was more than enough to show that he was utterly in love not only with you, but with the fact that you took the time to make something as simple as lunch to show that even though none of you said those three words, your actions were proof enough.
and because of that, law swore the hospital’s spirit came back to life happy.
going on a trip with zoro means you need back up maps for your map. In the rare case you let him carry one, he always ends up losing it.
going on a trip with zoro ends up becoming more of an adventure with a bunch of side quests to get to the actual destination.
going on a trip with zoro means that when there is one bed in the hotel room, both of you always end up waking up on the floor, sprawled out naked on his robe.
going on a trip with zoro means eventual hate fuck from you because you’re so damn tired of listening to him say “just follow my lead” and you constantly rejecting the idea.
going on a trip with zoro has him damn excited because he has a tracking device attached him and has been purposefully messing with you just to spend more time with you.
going on a trip with zoro ends up with you lecturing him that if he wants to spend time with you all he has to do is ask.
Law didn’t find joy around loud noises, uncontrollable chaos, and, over all, people. Like a snow leopard, he preferred to hide in the shadows. Planning, observing, thinking…wanting to make sure that what he envisioned came true.
However, that changed when he and the crew were docked at a village during the winter season—snow was unavoidable and the temperatures were significantly colder than what they were used to.
“Captain, are you really sure you wanna go out there?” Penguin asked, looking out at the white landscape.
Law nodded as he slipped on a coat and zipped it up. “I’ll be gone just for a couple hours. Let Bepo be outside as much as he wants. He deserves it.”
With that said, he stepped outside and felt the frigid wind slice through the air like knives. The town was quiet, muffled by the snow, and the villagers paid him no mind. His history as a former warlord and title as the Surgeon of Death made him untouchable. The fact that he was also involved in Big Mom’s fall added to his list of accomplishments and reasons why he shouldn’t be crossed.
But there was someone willing to cross the line.
You.
At the village, Law had a goal. He was looking for you, his contact, someone who promised him information regarding Blackbeard, his next target for elimination.
As he passed by a library, he didn’t hesitate to enter. In your letters you described a quiet meeting place. And a library fit the description perfectly.
Quiet corners make better conversation.
Inside, Law shook off the snow and walked down the quiet aisles, eyes wandering from their books to him. He didn’t know what you looked like, which was a minor complication. But the situation was still controllable. If he played his cards right. If you two found common ground, it would be smooth—any hesitation from you he’d bend to his favor.
“Hey, stranger,” your voice cooed, smooth and amused. Law turned and looked at you, who naturally expressed an aura of confidence with a dash of elegance, a dangerous combination. Your dark gold eyes had an intense stare, posture straight, and you stayed in place.
You weren’t afraid of him. You had no reason to.
“Didn’t expect Mihawk’s daughter to be lounging around here.”
You lifted an eyebrow as you set a book in your hands back on the shelf. “What gives you that idea, Dr. Trafalgar?” His name sounded smooth as silk from your lips, your tone containing a hint of coyness that you knew would test his patience.
“Instinct.”
“Ah, like a cat hunting its prey.” You smiled, turning to look at him fully. “I’m more of a hawk like my father and observe from above.”
“Then we’ll get along well.” Law replied. You leaned against the bookshelf and crossed your arms over your chest, your fingers naturally touching the matching cross necklace you wore like your father.
“We’ll see about that.” You started, “and, even though Mihawk is my father, I am my own person. Don’t expect me to be like him.”
“Noted.”
Now there you were: two predators, ones from land and sky planning a high stakes mission, not knowing that this partnership unfolded a growing tension none of you planned for.
— summary: a few months after you joined the crew they decided to go to relax in one of wano’s hot springs, where they noticed some scars on you.
kid
as kid slipped into the steaming hot water with you, you stretched out your arms, taking in the water that lightly massaged your achy muscles. he eyed a jagged scar under your collarbone.
“what happened?” he asked, not being subtle.
“oh, my scar?” you motioned.
“yeah. details.”
you sighed as you leaned against the slick rocks. “i was younger, dumber of course. my brother and i were playing with these spears we made from tree branches and used them as swords.”
“tch. kids are dumb.” kid replied.
“and unruly pirate captains too.” you smiled.
luffy
“whoa! you have a scar on your face like me! join my crew!”
you laughed. “luffy, i am a part of your crew.”
“oh yeah, right.” he smiled. “well, how’d it happen? did you get in a fight? cut yourself? fall on a rock?”
you sunk your head deeper in the water, hiding your red face not just from the heat but embarrassment.
“um, no,” you mumbled after resurfacing.
“well? how then?” luffy repeated.
“my cat scratched me.” you sighed, looking away. “i was trying to trim his nails and…well,” you pointed at the long mark over your right cheek, “he clawed by face.”
law
you felt curious eyes on you, specifically those eyes looking at the scar on your shoulder.
“my friend and i were stupid,” you answered, turning to look at law. he nodded his head and leaned against the warm rocks in the hot springs.
“looks like a bad one. painful too.”
you couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “it wasn’t that painful. actually,” you quipped, turning so he saw a matching one on your other shoulder, “it was quick.”
law lifted an eyebrow. “you have two matching scars…”
“yes. my friend and i went out drinking one day and while we were drunk as hell, we made a forever promise to find each other again.”
“that sounds dumb.”
“think of them as promise rings…except they’re scars caused by us accidentally trying to draw tattoos on our shoulders with the tip of a knife.”
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Law ran his fingers slowly against your skin, drawing random patterns or tracing his tattoos. He adjusted his thrusts to the rhythm, drawing out quiet gasps from you which he quiets by kissing your lips. Taking your moans in.
“Can’t be too loud.” He whispered, voice rough with restraint, “crew’s sleeping.”
His half-lidded as he tightened his hold on your wrists against the small bed in his cabin. Your body arched to him, your headed leaned back, exposing your throat.
“Hate you.” You murmured as he kissed the curve of your neck.
“You wish you did.” He muttered, his beard lightly brushing against your skin. “You can never hate me. You’re just pissed you can’t be loud.”
You cursed as you wrapped your legs around the lower of his back, pushing him in closer. Law’s breath hitched when he felt himself dig deeper in you. His breathing was uneven, and the sensations of his body against yours along with you whispering his name made him shiver with excitement.
“I wish this damn rain was louder,” you moaned quietly as his lips trailed down your bare chest. Your eyes were closed, taking in every movement and kiss greedily.
You wanted more. But that wish came with consequences.
Law responded with a hum.
“No.” He replied simply. “There’s no fun in that.”
As the rain fell at a steady pace against the ship, his tongue swirled around your breast, slowly and steady. When he slipped a nipple in his mouth, you arched your back again. Before you could gasp, Law gently covered your mouth with his palm.
“Be good for me.”
Damn surgeon wanted to watch you fall apart under him, and it was working.
Every thrust was deeper and his head reached the sensitive spot that made you twitch. Satisfied with your reaction, Law smirked and angled his lower half to continually give that spot the attention it deserved.
“Answer me quietly.” He whispered against your ear. “Or I’ll stop.” His thrusts slowed down. You nodded your head, a palm still covering your mouth. “Who’s making you whine and whimper?”
“You.” Your voice was barely audible.
“Who’s the only person allowed to make you come?”
“You.”
Then, “who do you belong to?”
“You.”
Before you knew it, he slid out of you, let go of your wrist and took his palm off your mouth. Then he slid down, both hands on your thighs and spread them apart. They trembled when you felt his hot breath against you.
As you down at him, the rain stopped.
“If you say one word. If you make one noise. I’ll stop.” He lightly threatened as he licked you. “And you’ll have to wait until it rains again.”
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