💥~☆ This is inspired by the lovely @sinnamonbun-in-purgatory many amazing art of Laffitte. Im afraid that I cannot escape headcanoning the Blackbeard Pirates. Also, all of his outfits are a slay~☆💥
- I headcanon that Laffitte has a Snow Owl Model of a Harpy type zoan devil fruit,
- Laffitte can barely feel the cold, if ever, even if his wings arent specifically out? He feels the insulation from fine feathers that are under his skin, his chest acts as a damn heater,
- Laffitte consistently makes police brutality and corruption jokes, he was a policeman, hes aloud to,
- Laffitte has a few gold hoop earrings, they have different inscriptions in them, all of them have been stolen from a raid back in the West Blue before he was exiled,
- Laffitte's cane tapping is an idle gesture that he does without thinking, but in specific circumstances? He uses the canes rythmic tapping as a version of hypnosis,
- Another version of Laffittes hypnosis is his singing, he uses it in order to lure opponents before uses his boot to push them off of cliffs, as he rarely engages in battle,
- After his exile, he found out that you had also been exiled for being his coworker, so. He had just taken you under his wing, literally, and just dragged you into the Blackbeard Pirates along with him,
- Sometimes if Laffitte doesnt want to have you fight? Hell just hang you up on a tree branch by your collar so you cant get down and then come collect you when the battles over,
- Laffitte got his nickname of Demon Sherrif from his police brutality, but also due to his harpy nature with his devil fruit?
- Laffitte is extremely good at mimicking handwriting, he uses it to help him forge checks and insurance for supply routes to redirect them to Fullalead island,
- Laffitte's calligraphy is very precise and he uses a quill of his own feathers dipped in ink to write, hs keeps many notebooks with precise copies of notable figures handwriting so he can reference them if he needs to,
- Laffitte often likes to whistle and mimic bird songs that he hears, sometimes he does it in the dead of night, which scares the shit out of Teach,
- Laffitte has chronic insomnia, which means that hes awake a lot during the night and the day, although, he rarely shows that hes tired,
- Laffitte has a habit of perching on the taller members of the crews shoulders, usually for a vantage point as he has a lot of trouble seeing things up close but is much better seeing them long distance,
- Laffitte has a cane as a weapon, but he also uses it as he has chronic pain in his left leg, which is why he usually leans heavily on his right leg and has an uneven way of walking which is often interpreted as a skipping like gait,
- Lafitte always wears a top hat because his snow owl feathers are tangled in his hairline,
I am begging for literally anything for Lafitte please I'm desperate
At His Mercy
Laffitte x GN!Reader
2.8k words
Warnings: police brutality, power imbalance, coercion, Laffitte being a warning in and of himself, yandere themes
Corruption was a common occurrence in this world. The laws- if you could even call them that- were based around the whims of some high and mighty pricks that thought they were better than the rest of the world. Worse yet, these whims were enforced by the marines without question. It was easy to feel like justice was a mere concept to be thought of but never realized.
Doubly so when your local police officers were just as bad, if not worse. Particularly one of them.
Laffitte was a man to be feared, and of course he managed to worm his way into a position of power, like most of his kind do. Having someone like him in the position of a sheriff was nothing short of terrifying.
Every second you spent out on the streets of your hometown were spent in terror, wondering when he would find some minor infraction to assault you over. For whatever ungodly reason, he seemed to have a special interest in you. Oh, what you wouldn’t give to know why he was intrigued so that you could change immediately.
Right now, all you wanted to do was get home as quickly as possible. Unfortunately for you, the only place to get groceries in town just so happened to be opposite of where your home was. You couldn’t even run home, lest you risk giving him “probable cause” to “investigate” you. Instead, you had to settle for walking.
The bag of groceries you’re carrying are almost dropped when loud screams sound out from an alleyway. In a better world, you would run to help. But in this one, the real one, you keep your head down and walk faster. It isn’t hard to guess what’s happening in the alley. Especially when you hear the man plead and beg, swearing that he’ll never do it again. It’s best to mind your business around here.
You don’t make it more than a block before you hear a voice directly behind you.
“Fancy seeing you here.”
The voice is almost sing-song. Light and melodic. A stark contrast to the owner of said voice.
Swallowing your fear, you do your best to speak evenly, “Good evening, Sheriff Laffitte.”
He chuckles, “How formal. I’ve told you, you can simply call me by my name.” Laffitte fell in step beside you, his towering form casting a large shadow.
“Ah, right. How could I forget?” The implied closeness and familiarity of just using his name disgusted you, but you couldn’t show that.
Mercifully, Laffitte didn’t carry on the conversation further, rather choosing to whistle some tune you didn’t recognize. He continues walking directly beside you, something that he was most certainly doing intentionally. With his long legs, he could outpace you in a second. Instead, he kept right by your side.
Despite knowing you shouldn't, you hazard a glance at the man beside you. You watch out of the corner of your eye as he pulls out a handkerchief and begins wiping down his weapon of choice. A large, wooden baton. Blood was splattered over almost every inch of it and dripped onto the ground. Laffitte continued to casually whistle while cleaning the gore off it. The red liquid stained his white handkerchief more with every swipe.
Laffitte caught your stare, his burgundy lips pulled up into a smirk. He spoke in a tone of mock concern, “Oh, don’t worry your little head about this. That no good purse-snatcher won’t be trying anything again anytime soon, definitely not with all of those broken fingers.” The now clean baton was slid back into its holster, and the bloodied handkerchief was stuffed into a pocket on his uniform. “It’s hard work, but I’m happy to make this town a safer place for obedient citizens such as yourself.”
The way he emphasized the word obedient made your skin scrawl. You saw the way his gaze lingered on you expectantly, and you knew what he wanted. You weren’t bold enough to not give it to him. “Thank you for keeping this town safe, Sheriff Laffitte.”
A quiet, strained chuckle came from him, “If only you would follow my personal requests as well as you follow the law, dear. Laffitte, just call me Laffitte.” His stare hardened, waiting for you to correct yourself.
“R-Right, sorry. Thank you, Laffitte.”
“That’s more like it,” his voice lost the edge it previously had, thankfully. Much to your dismay, he continued to walk alongside you with slow and measured steps. People ahead of you were crossing the street to get away from him, something he appeared to be taking delight in if his growing sneer was anything to go off of.
“A little birdie told me you picked up another job recently.” The words were spoken evenly, “Is everything okay? You’re not having financial troubles, are you?”
Internally, you cursed. Of course he would catch wind of that. You hug your bag of groceries tighter, “No, nothing like that. I just wanted some extra money… You never know when there will be an emergency.”
“That is true.” He hummed in thought, hanging his head slightly to be able to stare at you better. “Still, I wouldn’t want you to work yourself to the bone. You know, if you ever need anything, you can come to me. I am here to help after all.” One of his hands settled on your shoulder, guiding you ever so slightly closer to him.
“That’s… very kind of you.” It took everything you had not to openly cringe from his touch. He is the last person you would ever ask for help, you would rather take your chances with pirates than him.
“Of course, it’s my pleasure.” His fingers started to knead your shoulder with more force than necessary. It was bordering on painful, and wholly uncomfortable.
A loud commotion broke out in the bar nearby, bringing Laffitte to a halt. You were forced to stop with him thanks to the iron grip he had on your shoulder. It sounded like a typical bar fight with drunken yelling and furniture crashing.
To the sheriff next to you, this was like blood in the water. A wide, malicious grin spread across his face as he released your shoulder after a brief squeeze in favor of grasping his baton. He tips his hat to you, “Well, duty calls. Hurry on home now, I wouldn’t want you getting hurt.”
The instant he strolled into the bar, a hush fell over the crowd. You didn’t stick around long enough to hear the silence turn to screams. You break into a light jog now that you know Laffitte is otherwise occupied.
Having such an exchange with the sheriff left your heart pounding. He was absolutely suspicious of you now, that much was clear. You would need to be extra careful going forward. Him figuring out what you were up to now would be the worst case scenario.
In two weeks time, a large cargo ship would be docking at the island for a couple of days to sell goods to the locals. They travel all over the four blue seas. If you offer enough money for room and board on the ship, you’re sure that this could be your chance to get the hell out of here. You’re unsure of how much this will cost, especially since you want to go as far as the East Blue, so you’re working your ass off to scrape together as much money as possible. Both for the sake of getting onboard, but also to help you get your new life started.
You aren’t the only one planning on doing this. With how much Laffitte and other officers have been escalating, everyone is terrified. This fact does make you a little nervous since it could very well increase the chances of Laffitte noticing your departure, but you had to take the risk. While what you were doing wasn’t illegal, you wouldn’t put it past him to invent a reason to arrest you and keep you off that ship. The less he knew, the better.
Once you’re home, you set your groceries on the table and go to your closet. Inside, you rip up a floorboard and pull out a small box. You unlock it and pull out today’s wages from your pocket and stuff it inside. You’ve got a nice little nest egg here, so you feel confident that you’ll be able to get on the cargo ship. The box is put back in its hiding place and you return to the kitchen to put the food away.
If you can just keep your head down, everything will be fine. You’re sure of it.
—
Today was the day. The cargo ship departed tonight, and you were going to be on it. The cost was a bit higher than you initially expected, but it would be well worth it. As long as you were off this hell hole of an island and could kiss the West Blue goodbye, you would be happy.
Night had already fallen over the island. You had a small bag packed with the most crucial essentials in it, not wanting to slow yourself down by carrying too much. It was risky, but you decided to head for the docks by taking back roads and alleyways. Sure, bad people could be lurking around these areas, but if you took the main roads, you ran the risk of encountering Laffitte. There would be no believable way to explain away your suitcase.
The docks weren't too much further now, and you walked faster, excited for this nightmare to be over.
Something odd caught your eye. There was this bright light coming from the docks. You slowed your gait, and crept closer to the exit of the alley you were in. Hesitantly, you peek around the corner, and your heart sank when you saw where the light was coming from.
The ship was on fire.
Dozens of people were strewn about the docks, all appearing to be handcuffed and surrounded by police officers. Your hand flew up to your mouth to keep yourself from making a sound as you slowly backed away. This was bad. This was really bad! You need to get home now! You turn and run, only to immediately crash into something. No… Someone.
Hands clamped onto your shoulders, keeping you from trying to run again. Laffitte towered over you, clicking his tongue. “I must say, I’m awfully disappointed in you. Truly, I thought you were better than this.”
“I- I- I don’t know what you’re talking about! I haven’t done anything wrong!” The terror coursing through your veins made it impossible to stay calm and collected.
“You don’t? Is that your story? You have nothing to do with that ship over there?” His voice is nothing but condescending, and the wide grin on his face only makes it worse. He’s bent down so that your faces are only inches apart.
“I don’t! I was just out for a walk and came closer when I saw the fire! That’s it!” You were pleading with him desperately now to believe you.
His grin widened, and he returned to his full height. “If you truly had nothing to do with that ship, then why,” he pulled a booklet from his back pocket and flipped to a specific page in it, “is your name in the ship manifest?”
Your heart falls into your stomach as he holds the booklet out, with your name written plain as day on the page amongst all the other people who were supposed to be onboard. “It.. It’s not what it looks like,” you can barely get the words out past the lump in your throat.
Laffitte slams the book shut and returns it to his pocket. “It’s not? Then why do you have a suitcase? Most people don’t take one of those on a late night stroll with them.” He holds his hand out expectantly with a pointed look. You don’t want to hand it over to him, but you know better than to do something to upset him. Shakily, you hold it out to him.
He takes the suitcase, only to immediately toss it to the side and grab your wrist. He spins you so that you’re facing away from him and you can feel the cool steel of handcuffs clamp around your wrists. Your panic is instinctual and you try to wrench yourself away from him. The effort is all in vain, you’re unable to make his hands budge at all.
A gloved hand grabs your chin and twists your head around to force you to look Laffitte in the eyes. “Stop that. You are only going to make this worse for yourself. Do you really want to also be charged with resisting arrest and interfering with an investigation?” His voice maintained its typical playful tone, but the look in his eyes was downright predatory.
Hot tears poured down your face as it fully hit you how bad this was. “Please! I haven’t done anything wrong! I just bought a ticket!”
Silence hung in the air as Laffitte distinctly didn’t answer you. He backed you into a wall in the alley and brought out a second pair of handcuffs. He locked one around the chain of the pair you were already wearing, while the other one was put onto a pipe jutting out of the wall. Not only were you handcuffed, but now you couldn’t even move. This only made you sob harder.
Laffitte started rummaging through your suitcase, paying your cries very little mind. After a lull in conversation, he speaks up again, “Do you know why the cargo ship is on fire?” He took your silence as a cue to keep going, “We got a tip that there may be some illegal activities going on, so of course I had to do my due diligence and investigate. And you know what I found? All kinds of contraband. Drugs, weapons, and many other things that they shouldn’t have had, and were trying to infect our community with.”
“I didn’t know about any of that, I swear!”
Your suitcase was shut and pushed to the side. Laffitte crouched down so that he could be at eye level with you. An expression of faux-compassion decorated his face like a mocking mask. “I want to believe you, I really do, but you have to look at this from my perspective. I caught you sneaking around alleys with a packed bag, ready to board a ship full of criminals. It’s your word against all of my evidence.”
This is so unfair, none of this was supposed to happen. You should be setting sail to start a new life, and now you’re about to be brutalized and thrown in prison. In a last ditch effort, you repeat your previous pleas, “I promise you I didn’t know, I just wanted to leave and get a fresh start somewhere else.”
It was remarkably brief, but there was a flicker of irritation across his face before it was replaced with a sickening grin. “Tell you what, let’s make a deal.”
The offer leaves you dumbstruck, “H-Huh?”
“Since I’m so nice, and this is your first offense, I’m willing to work with you. Let’s talk this out. Maybe if you come clean and are completely honest with me, I can pull a few strings and drop these charges.” He reaches behind you and removes the second set of cuffs from the pipe. “However… I do have a reputation to uphold. I can’t let just anyone witness me giving you special treatment, so we’re going to have this talk at my private home rather than the sheriff’s office. Alright?”
All you can do is gawk at him and try not to break down in tears again. You know that nothing good can come from this.
“Unless you really want to go to jail tonight? It’s an awfully rough place, I can’t imagine you would fare well. So tell me what you want. Do you want to spend your foreseeable future in a cell, or do you want to come with me?”
You’re damned if you do, damned if you don’t. But… if you go with Laffitte, you’ll only have to deal with one officer. The voice you speak in is hoarse and barely above a whisper as you resign yourself to this fate, “I’ll go with you.”
“Wonderful, I knew you would make the smart decision.” He picked up your suitcase with one hand and guided you with the other. “I’m sure we’ll be able to get something worked out between us that will make this whole, awful mistake of yours disappear.”
What this mistake will be replaced with makes you shudder in fear, especially as you feel Laffitte’s hand drift further and further down.
Hiii, I noticed you’ve written headcanons for some of the blackbeard members. Would you be interested in writing some sfw headcanons for Laffitte? 👀
Hello there, thanks for noticing my hcs.😊 Sorry for the wait but here ya go!
Here's some Laffitte headcanons 👁🪶🍭:
I like to think his devil fruit might have to do with an owl or an angel because his laugh sounds owl-like (ish) and he arrived in silence to Mary Geoise.
If there's a draft I'm sure Laffitte can offer his lover to stay underneath his cape or wings for warmth.
He likes to tease his s/o a whole lot. He does this by using his cane to poke or prod them. He could also give them kisses on areas their lover is sensitive to (neck or ears).
He likes to give his lover a scare by being stealthy. Creeping up on them until they notice the last minute. He finds their reactions priceless and adoring.
I imagine Laffitte having a thing for fruity-themed lollipop flavors. However, he doesn't mind his s/o giving him any sort of flavor.
Taking a stroll becomes a routine between Laffitte and his s/o ever since he met his s/o. The longer the walks, the better conversations he shares with his s/o.
Maybe Laffitte likes to outfit coordinate with his s/o. They'll be days where Laffitte and his loved one look stunning together to the point where it puts other couples to shame.
Could you do hc's for Laffitte 'n Ace where they wake up next to their crush, and when he asks what happened they're like "you got drunk as shit, barged into my room, confessed your ever lasting love, quite loudly I might add, and passed out. It would have been endearing if not for the fact you woke me up"
Laffitte, Ace reaction to waking up in their crush’s bed
description: Laffite and Ace (separate) wake up in bed with their crush not knowing what happened the night before, and their crush tells them they barged in, confessed, and passed out
warnings: very mild cursing, alcohol consumption, mild suggestive comments
a/n: I’m supposed to wake up for school in 3 hours
♡ Laffitte
the light stung his eyes and he turned over in bed, hiding his face in the pillow and inhaling deeply- finding your scent?
“Laffitte-kun?”
“hm?”
his eyes shot open at movement in bed next to him, he looked up and spotted you leaning against the pillows. he looked around the familiar room, cheeks reddening slightly. hiis eyes landed back on you and he realized he grinned.
“______-san, why am I in your bed?”
he winked and placed his hand on your blanket covered leg, making your cheeks burn.
“stop thinking so dirty, you barged in here last night drunk off your ass and confessed your ‘undying love’ for me, then passed out.”
“ah.”
that was all Laffitte could say, but the way his pink dusted cheek quickly became more scarlet, made you realize he was only feigning confidence.
he sat up and moved closer, his leg connecting with your while his hand trailed up and rested on your waist while he leaned his face closer.
“and... what do you think?”
“I think you were drunk...”
“and? do you feel the same?”
his hand moved again, cupping your cheek and gently running his thumb over the skin.
“what would you do if I say yes?”
“this.”
he closed the space between your completely, connecting your lips in an agonizingly slow but passionate kiss, you could practically feel his late-night confession within the kiss, leaving you breathless when he pulled away.
he hooked his arm around your waist and pulled you aginst him as you slid down against the pillows, with Laffitte ssoon following suit and laying beside you, his hand lifting your chin so he could press another light kiss on your lips.
♡ Ace
Ace groaned in discomfort from his headache, turning his head and slamming it into the pillow in attempt to distract himself from the pain in his head.
he jumped slightly when he felt a hand on his back, turning over quickly and seeing you sitting beside him, a cup of water in hand.
“drink this.”
he stared at you wide eyed, not moving an inch because of the panic his brain was in. you sighed and reach forward holding the cup to his lips while you asked-
“did you mean what you said last night?”
“w-what did I say last night?”
Ace took a gulp of water, his eyes unable to leave you despite how much he tried to tear them away.
“well, you kicked the door in and declared that you’re, and I quote- ‘deeply in love with me and you’ll explode if you don’t tell me’.”
Ace spit the water from his mouth, dousing you from head to toe.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry ______-san!!”
he lept from the bed and and stumbled over to one of his shirts lying on the floor, running back and wiping the water from your face. you grabbed him by the shoulders, holding him in place and making his cheeks as red as his fire,
“Ace.”
“yes.”
“did you mean it?”
“yes.”
“okay.”
you let go of him and dropped your hands, Ace’s mouth fell open and he looked like a kicked puppy,
“okay? do you... not love me back?”
“don’t be silly Ace! I’m waiting for you to brush your teeth before I kiss you.”
his jaw dropped even farther and he didn’t hesitate to sprint off to the bathroom, brushing his teeth feverishly and bolting back to your room, falling right into your arms and making the two of you fall back laughing.
he placed his hand on your cheek and crashed him lips into yours, kissing you with the same passion and intensity that you saw in his powers, but his touch on your cheek was soft and gentle. he pulled away and kissed your forehead, then your cheeks, followed by your nose, and finally your lips again.
his arms wrapped around your neck and he pulled you up against him, squishing your face against his chest in excitement- then shoving his face into the crown of your head when Thatch and Marco’s “awhh”s were heard from the doorway.
Hello!! 👋 Fantasic job reaching the big ol' 700; finally your skills are being recognized en mass! May I ask for headcanons of the Blackbeard Pirates (the smaller original crew but +Shiryu, if that's alright?) and how their first kiss with their S/O (male or gn) would go? Thank you and have a lovely day. 💖
Thank you Anon! I realised this was my first time for writing any of the Blackbeard pirates, I hope I did them some justice. Enjoy!
Blackbeard
Blackbeard is a man who takes what he wants, when he wants. Setting up a romantic atmosphere for your first kiss really isn't his style. You're in a relationship, kissing you should be fine, right?
So that's exactly when he does. He kisses you when he wants to. It doesn't matter that his breath smells because of everything he ate before, or that you're out in public. It doesn't matter either that his crew is watching and whistling. Let them watch. He has absolutely no shame in letting them know that you're in a relationship.
He gives you very little warning, simply calling out your name, pulling you towards him and meeting you halfway to place his lips on yours.
The kiss is sloppy and wet, and lasts for a few seconds. Once he pulls away from you, he will laugh and keep you close to him with one arm, going back to eating whatever he was holding in his other hand.
To Blackbeard, a kiss is a kiss. Whether it's the first or the last matters very little to him, as long as they're enjoyable.
Jesus Burgess
Burgess is a stubborn and ruthless man, and he’s not that different in a relationship. Once you’re in a relationship, he’ll kiss you when he wants and he’ll get incredibly frustrated and annoyed when you refuse him what he wants.
He’ll tell you to come over and give him a kiss. If you do so, he’ll be in a great mood and keep an arm around you for a while, even after the kiss has been broken. The kiss is a little forceful, with Burgess pulling you so close to him it almost hurts. He doesn’t know his own strength well, certainly when it comes to romantic/affectionate gestures.
He is not above using underhanded tactics to get what he wants, not when it comes to battles and not when it comes to you. If you refuse him the kiss he wants, he’ll use some excuse to get you to come close to him so he can steal a kiss from your lips anyway. This kiss is much shorter, just him smashing his lips against yours to still have gotten his kiss.
Whether you gave him the kiss or he stole it, Burgess will be grinning like an idiot after that, very much pleased with himself.
Van Augur
Van Augur has a better sense of romance than Burgess and Blackbeard, and for his first kiss with you he’ll definitely put some thought in it. He will make sure his first kiss with you is shared away from prying eyes, certainly away from the eyes of his crewmates. It’s an intimate moment, and he does not need their catcalling in the background.
He will slowly close the distance between the two of you while talking with you, then when the moment is right he’ll gently tip your chin towards him, look you in the eyes and ask ‘may I?’. Once he has your permission, he’ll close the distance.
His first kiss with you is soft and slow, careful to not overwhelm you. It’s just enough to make you feel like you’re floating.
Once he pulls away from your lips he will keep you close, enjoying this moment of peace and intimacy a little longer. These are rare moments to come by for the Blackbeard pirates, so he’ll enjoy it for as long as he can.
Laffitte, Doc Q and Shiryu below the cut
Laffitte
Laffitte is a bit different from the majority of the crew because of his refined and sophisticated personality. He’s one of the rare calm members who’s usually calm and he is always smiling. When it comes to you, he is no different. Laffitte treats you with the respect you deserve, and he reprimands, or even threatens, those that are rude to you.
When it comes to your first kiss, it’ll be a bit more spontaneous and playful. During a nice date, he will be talking with you, complementing you, making jokes,… anything to make you laugh as well. Then, once you’re smiling properly and he can see you’re comfortable, he’ll lean over and ask if he can kiss you. Once he has your permission, he’ll close the distance.
The kiss is playful and soft, which is much like your relationship with Laffitte in general. He keeps you close during the kiss. Once he pulls away from the kiss, he places one more quick peck to your lips before he steps back and goes back to whatever he was doing before that.
Doc Q
Doc Q counts himself lucky that he has you. He knows he isn’t the best-looking person, and certainly not the healthiest person, but still you chose him and that makes him very happy.
He will take a while before initiating your first kiss, he first wants to make sure that you truly are happy with him as your partner, and that you’re not just being with him out of pity for a sick man(which he still would accept, though he’d handle it in a different manner).
Once he knows it’s not out of pity, he’ll just let you know that he would like to kiss you. He’ll say it as he’s lying on top of Stronger, leaving the choice up to you. If for some reason you don’t want to kiss him at that moment, he’ll just leave it at that.
If you do give him a kiss, he’ll place his hand on your cheek and let you take the lead. The kiss is soft and careful, neither of you quite sure what would be too much but neither of you even risking to try it.
Shiryu
Shiryu has a perverted side that he isn’t even trying to hide. You knew about it already before you got into a relationship with him, so he’ll continue acting that way towards you as well. He is who he is and he’s not changing that for anyone.
Once you get into a relationship with him, he’ll want to kiss you pretty soon, if not right that moment. He likes you and you like him, that should be more than enough reason to kiss, right?
He’ll pull you towards him, his usual relaxed smile still very much present on his face, though it would likely be better described as a grin this time. He’ll close the distance and press his lips to yours in a passionate kiss.
Shiryu is not holding back for this kiss. He wants to enjoy himself, and he wants you to enjoy yourself as well. Only when you’re out of breath will he pull his lips away from yours, though he will keep your body close to his. Then he’ll take another drag of his cigar and relax, happy with what just happened.
Hello, I hope you are well! Can you do Laffitte for smell? I'm a simp for tapdancing demon boy
Hi anon! I hope you’re doing well too! Thank you so much for the request!! I’ve never written for Laffitte before, and I don’t remember a lot about him? So I apologize if this one is a bit shorter or if it’s ooc. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!
Smell — Laffitte
With an air of sophistication around him, Laffitte’s smell is distinguishable and what can only be described as “fancy”. It’s that of wood, leather, and frankincense. He wears rich colognes and uses perfumed soaps and lotions that compliment each other well. You can pick up little hints of the cool sea air and the sweetest of wines. He reminds you of a debonair, mysterious, and well-traveled person who has many stories to tell.
Could you please do 💋 Favorite kind of kisses / where they like to kiss s/o? For my main man, the horrid bastard, Lafitte?
Here you go anon, hope it’s okay QwQ
💋 ~ Favorite kind of kisses / where they like to kiss s/o?
Seemingly calm and sophisticated, Laffitte’s softer side comes up a little when he’s around you. He’s not that much of a fan of PDA nor does he like loads of physical intimacy, much preferring quality time over actual physical affection.
When it comes to kissing, he’s a fan of kissing as a means of greeting, kissing your cheek and lightly brushing his lips past yours. He loves teasing you, making you want for more, something you’re definitely not gonna get in public.
Other than that, kissing your hands. When your fingers are intertwined, he’ll bring your hand up to his lips and softly press a kiss to the back of your hand. It’s a quiet, yet very meaningful gesture.
Laffitte smiled and poked you again with his red cane. you eyes flicked over to where he was sitting beside the table, a shameless grin plastered across his. face while he watched you become increasingly annoyed.
he slowly moved his cane forward again, dodging your hand that tried to hit the. cane away, and poking you right in the stomach.
“Laffitte I swear to god.”
he merely smiled and retracted the red colored wood, leaning on it while he looked back at the hand of cards Shiryu had just dealt him.
it was a few more hands into the game before Laffitte glanced at you where you sat reading a book. he very slowly began to reach towards you with his cane. your view was blocked by the book but you could sense Laffitte’s impending excitement- right before the came in contact with your leg, you shot your hand out and grabbed at the cane, grasping at thin air.
Laffitte gasped patronizingly as he swiftly brought his cane back towards him.
“that’s it.”
you growled right as Blackbeard burst enthusiastically through the door.
“who’s coming with us to the town’s bar, hm?”
your captain was followed by a few crewmates as well as Burgess and Devon. Blackbeared seemed to sense the tension in the room and the furious scowl you wore towards Laffitte,
“what’s going on in here?”
“Laffittes flirting with ______.”
the ex-sheriff grinned and tipped his hat at the captain, grinning even wider at his crewmate’s words. Blackbeard threw his head back and cackled while you quickly crossed the room.
“I’m coming with you guys captain!”
you felt a hand on your shoulder and you were shoved back by Shiryu who smirked at Laffitte before ushering the captain and the rest of the group out ofthe room. you whined in annoyance.
“what do we do now?”
Laffitte inquired, most likely sarcastically. right before you turned around to shoot Laffitte a glare, an object jabbed at your side. you whirled around just in time to catch Laffitte tipping his hat to you and merrily tap-dancing off down the hall.
