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Hi hi! Can I request a Law + Give Into Me? Congrats 🥳
hi hi! i got a bit carried away with this one hehe.
law + give into me (nsfw, afab!reader)
18+, nsfw, mdni, wc: 1.4k masterlist
cw: piv, fingering, idiots in love, edging, begging
tagging: @willowbelle @queenmimi2817 @fanaticsnail @eelnoise @kaizokuniichan @mirillua @atanukileaf
having been with law for a very long time, it was only natural that you would keep secrets for him; some were serious, and others... not so much, with the silliest of these secrets being that law loves to gossip with you.
he justifies it as a side effect of being the captain—he simply wants to be informed on everything that goes on aboard the polar tang. and his point was defensible, to an extent, until one considers the fact that law knows nearly every single detail about bepo's tiny spats with hakugan as they drive the submarine together, penguin's unfortunate love life, and he could write out a comprehensive timeline of shachi and ikkaku's tumultuous, years long on-again-off-again relationship with his eyes closed. maybe he enjoys the tiny tingles of schadenfreude coursing beneath his skin, or is simply curious about what his friends do when they think no one else is looking, but whatever the reason, it's relaxing to talk his ear off—and you've got an interesting piece of information for him today.
"you busy?" you ask law, as you step into his office, a small smirk on your face as you close his door. he's poring over some messily drawn maps of the region that bepo has cobbled together, but he shakes his head, mumbles out a no, and waves you over, craving some soothing company while he works. flopping down into the armchair across from his desk, you can barely contain your giggles, eager to relay the details of shachi and ikkaku's argument from this afternoon.
"shachi's in trouble again." you inform him. law's head snaps up from the map on his desk to meet your gaze, his full attention resting in the palm of your hand.
"things were going too well. what did he do this time?" law asks, leaning forward and resting his chin on top of his folded hands. a few chuckles escape his lips as you tell him, in colorful detail, how ikkaku had overheard shachi and penguin making some distasteful comments about wanting to catch a glimpse of the women of amazon lily—their argument had started over her accusing him of not respecting women, but snowballed into her criticizing his tendency to let his eyes wander.
"what'd he say to that?" law pries curiously, holding his opinion until you finish relaying the entire story as per usual, though the smirk that creeps across your face tells him that you're about to get to the good part.
"he said—and i quote—'why does it matter who i look at? you're not my girlfriend.'" you say, drinking up every bit of law's incredulous reaction with amusement spread across your face.
law pulls in air through his teeth as he lets out a disappointed sigh; the two of you had been rooting for them to finally get together for real this time, and it had seemed like things were so close to coming to fruition. "tch, he's such an idiot. so we're back to square one then?" he asks, a smidge dismayed.
"for now. you know how it is with them." you reply indifferently; the status of their relationship changed like the phases of the moon, and you knew that the push and pull of the tide would draw them back together at some point.
and, stable as the warm, bright sun rising in the east, you and law would sit back, content to watch them ebb and flow.
Serving you more long hair Choso 🫡
TYSM I’M GOING TO MASTURBATE NOW
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification
good god this just crossed my dash in the year of our lord 2023
I LIKE YOUR SHOELACES??? IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD 2024??
Let’s take it to 4 million, folks!
almost there!
TO 4 MILLION!!!!!!!!!
THE ORIGINAL SHOELACES POST?? ON MY DASH IN 2024??
inspired by this post
trafalgar law x reader
He'd just come out of the shower, robe wrapped around his waist, as he fumbles through his belongings. His signature hate, the one he holds dear, seems to have vanished. Panic seizes him as he frantically searches his stuff, until his eyes catch a sight. There you stand, in front of the mirror in the bedroom, donning his hat as you admire yourself with it. Your eyes catch his in the mirror and you turn around with a mischevous smirk dancing on your lips, as if you wanted him to find you with it. Law's initial anxiety is now replaced by relief that his hat isn't actually missing, but also, frustration with you.
"What are you doing with my hat?" he grumbles, his voice tinged with irritation as he strides towards you.
"Oh, this old thing?" you say playfully, adjusting it on your head. "I thought I'd borrow it for a while. Don't you think it suits me?"
His scowel deepens, his annoyance evident on his brows. "Give it back." He demands in a firm tone.
You only giggle, looking back into the mirror. "Come on Law, you have to admit it looks cute on me." you reply and that's when you take notice of is hair. His dark hair still slightly damp and wavy, strands falling near his eyes and stiking up in other directions. "Your hair looks so good. You should actually wear it out more."
Law rolls his eyes, resisting the urge to reach out and snatch the hat from your head. "I don't care how it looks on you. It's mine and I want it back."
You pout, feigning innocence. "You sure? Because I might just keep it."
He sighs in exasperation. "You're impossible." he mumbles. "Just give it already."
With a laugh, you relent, removing the hat and giving it back to him. "Fine, fine." you say grinnning up at him. "But you have to admit, it's a good look for me."
He takes the hat with a mock glare, but there's a softness in his eyes that peeks through.
"Don't make a habit out of stealing my stuff."
You chuckle and press a quick kiss to his cheek. "No promises." you tease and head for the door.
"Oh and by the way," you started and he turns to you once more. "You should probably wash it." Uttering that last part and darting out the door before he can get a word out.
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Amidst the strategic discussions and boisterous exchanges amongst the crew on the Polar Tang, Law finds himself caught in a subtle game of flirtation. You sit across the table, your gaze lingering on him with a hint of playful allure. Each time your eyes meet his, it's like a tiny spark ignites within him, sending a flurry of emotions through his usually composed demeanor.
With a look measuring him up and down and softly biting your bottom lip, Law clears his throat, trying to regain his focus at the task on hand, but your continued glances make it difficult. With each exchanged look, his heart quickens its pace. A sensation both frustatiing and exhilarating. He discreetly grits his teeth, silently cursing at the distraction you pose, even as he tries to fight the faintest hint of a smile threatening to betray him.
The Shachi and Penguin notice his unusual behavior, exchanging puzzled expressions as Law clears his throat and shifts in his seat more than normal. Ikkaku, on the other hand, caught in quick, and is slightly amused by the dyanamic unfolding in front of her.
With a sly smirk, you cross your arms over your chest, charmed at the fact that yet again, you've gotten under his skin.
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"Traffy!!"
Your voice rings out throughout these metal walls, echoing with a familiarity that sends a shiver down Law's spine. He paused mid-action, his hand hovering over the papers scattered across his desk.
"Traffy?" you questioned as you looked up and down the corridors for him. The way it easily rolled off your tongue unnerved him.
He never expected to hear that come from your mouth.
It's official. You've been spending too much time with the straw hats.
He doesn't answer to your call, because there's just no way you just called him that, but you end up spotting him in the office.
"Hey, there you are." you smiled as you casually leaned against the doorframe.
He tried to control the sigh that came out of his mouth. "What do you want, Y/N-ya?"
"Oh, nothing. Just looking to see what you're up to."
You were making a conscious, deliberate effort to call him 'traffy", as you had never done it before. Just wanted to see how he'd react, is all. And based on the roll of his eyes, you grinned, knowing you had struck a nerve.
(Only MILDLY suggestive for Shanks...because yknow...its shanks)
You can absolutely try! He's not against it but this boy will most definitely run off about two fingers in
His color of choice was a ruby red that was supposed to get a coat of silver glitter, sadly you did not make it that far
The few fingers you did get done are completely back to normal within a day from a mixture of picking and chewing at them unconsciously
Is absolutely enthusiastic that you asked him! Tells you to choose whatever color you love the most so he has a constant reminder of you
Most definitely gets a nose bleed the moment you touch his hand, but other than that he sits patiently
Takes extra care in the kitchen to not damage said nails, if they flake off over time he will ask you to fix them for him
Definitely not overly enthusiastic about it but will begrudgingly agree after an idea hits his 2 working brain cells
He will get you to paint his two middle fingers a lime green, and will exclusively use this opportunity to flip Sanji off any chance he gets
Does not last long though within a week all the polish has chipped off
100% down, she will request to paint yours as well afterwards
The two of you will be rocking a cute tangerine orange, every couple weeks you two will sit and touch them up again together
He will absolutely crack a bone joke about how he does not have nails to paint
Will let you paint the tips of his boney fingers though, he would ask for a shade of blue that reminds him of his dear friend Laboon
Shockingly with a protective coat the polish stays wonderfully for many werks
Another who is very happily down and requests to do the same for you! She will make a whole event of the time, tea, and some light reading in-between coats drying
If this becomes a regular ocurance she will mix up colors between dark violet shades and deeper pinks
This man is not quite sure what you are asking of him but agrees with a hearty chuckle
When you ask him to pick a color he will ask for dealers choice, he does not particularly care about the polish but enjoys the way your face lights up when he agrees
Sadly does not last long on him ask with so much swimming it is bound to break down quickly
Beyond down! Another to make a whole event of the time, hair, face mask, and nails
Paint his nails while he tells you beyond Preposterous stories, the self care will be going both ways that night and by the end both party's will be refreshed
He would choose a forest green and after it drys attempt to do little designs of vines and flowers on them, to a somewhat success
You would not even have to ask, this man would run out of his own polish and ask if you had any
A bit annoyed when you ask to paint them for him but agrees under the terms that he can make the two of you match
This man is red all the way, the more like fresh blood the better, will let you once in a while spice it up with painting his middle fingers black
God he really did not want to at first but he is a softy and will agree after he sees your disipointment
At first he thought about matching with his captain but quickly decided against that settling on a deep ocean blue
With the amount of fighting this man gets up too it does not last long, but once a week will go to you to have them fixed up
Obsessed with the idea! Another to have an entire self care night with you
Will pick a deep firey orange with a lighter orange glitter on top, has you help fix up his dreads as each coat drys, he struggles with the ones behind his head so that where your main focus will be
Afterwards will do the same back for you choosing for your nails to half match his, instead having a sparkly blue on top
This will become a regular occurrence
Loves the idea, he's a man of few words so things you can do together that do not put pressure on talking are his favoites
He would wants a darker purple as to complement his outfit, after you finish he would place his hand out and after a moment of confusion you'd understand this him offering to do the same for you!
He takes great care of his nails but fighting takes its damage on them, when they get too bad he will simply approach you and hold out his hand to show how chipped they are, you get the message and fix them up for him
Absolutely! ...not...
He rejects it flat out multiple times and after so long you just stop asking...
That is until one night all the crew was drinking and celebrating their latest victory, after several too many drinks he approaches you, definitely even in his intoxicated state finds himself struggling with his words to request what he wants
After a while of anxiously waiting for the captain to tell you what he wants he simply asks you to follow him, assuming you are in trouble you are shocked to find him request such a silly thing
Happily you lead him to your chambers digging around in your bag you pull out a matte black polish
The next morning he wakes with a ragging hangover on top of the shock of his nails now painted, wants to be angry but knows it looks damn good, continues to take damn good care of them as well
Okay if you ask one they will not only agree immediately but also drag the other along
Unshocking this will not be an easy endeavor, it starts off strong with the two of them dumping out every color you own digging though struggling to choose a color
Eventually they will settle on a color each, penguin having picked and icey blue and Shaci with an almost neon orange, they request you do every other finger with each color
After you finish up they do the same for you each boy taking a hand, it starts off fine but quickly turns into the two insulting each other over how messy they paint, it turns into a competition of who can paint better
Often you find yourself napping and relaxing with Bepo so after a while of this you mentioned the idea of painting the polar bear's claws
He is absolutely giggling and squealing at the idea, quickly requesting for the most fun color you could think of, this boy wants glitter and do not cheap out! A light icy blue base with as many rainbow sparkle coats you can muster up
He will treasure them and keep them as safe as he can but will come to you with tears in his eyes as they peel off, give this boy a huge and fix them up for him!!
Absolutely will but requests you sit on his lap as you do it, this man will use any sneaky trick to get what he wants but as long as you both are happy he's winning
Wants a shade of red that matches his hair, once you finish up his hand he will ask you to do the other hand, out of pure Instinct you look towards where his other hand would be as he lets out a deep vibracious laugh poking fun at you for the rest of the night
We'll say no the first time you ask but if you mentioned it a few times he will eventually give in requesting the most simple soild black you can find
After you finish them he takes a moment staring at them before nodding at you and sending you on your way
Over the next few days you'll notice anytime he walks by a mirror to straighten up his outfit he will take a moment to appreciate the nails and how well they complement his look, he may not want to admit it but you can tell he is feeling himself up
Will eventually ask you to fix them up over time as he says he's grown fond of them
Writers note!
Thank you reading! Requests are open for headcanons, fics, and really just about anything!
the lack of jaskier fanfics on this site is truly appalling
Goth gf
Alastor: Good morning my doe~
Reader: *incomprehensible nonsense*
Alastor: Now now, ma cherie, you know I can't understand you when you mumble~
Reader: put a baby in me or I continue sleeping.
Alastor: ?!
Vox: *wakes up all sweaty* BABIES?!?
Valentino: ???
Did I just witness a Vox nightmare or was he somehow watching lmao I love it someone write an entire breeding kink fic and then have Vox wake up screaming at the end
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you, please don't take my man
Your sword is long, your lance is keen, your shining helm afar is seen
But into darkness fell your star, Jolene
Long ago you went away, and where thou dwellest none can say,
In Mordor where the shadows are, Jolene.
The last whose realm was fair and free between the mountains and the sea
Gil-galad was an Elven king, Jolene
“This character is dead in canon” to you. They’re dead in canon to you. To me they’re fine
“This character is dead in canon” then explain to me why they’re still running around and living rent free in my head.
love that he keeps doing this. genuinely my favorite fucking bit
he has had like ten “final movies” and everytime i get sad about it. and then he makes another one. fucking love this guy
people who only use conventional social media are so funny bc they’ll casually be like “can I see your tumblr??” are you Insane. this is no instagram or twitter. this is my vault of secrets
"Oh can I see what stuff you see on Tumblr?"
It's a lot healthier to go for a daily walk than to sign up for a gym membership you won't be using because you hate that kind of exercise. It's a lot healthier to eat a frozen meal than to skip a meal because you were too tired to cook something healthy. It's a lot healthier to take a quick shower than to procrastinate an elaborate routine for days. Don't aim so high that you won't be hitting anything!
this is actually really helpful and affirming thanks
(ft. choso, satoru, kento, suguru, megumi, toge, yuji, yuta)
note: you send them a worrying question and then you ghost them to see their reactions😊
warnings: cursing, suggestiveness w/inumaki, f!reader
