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After the come together with your co-workers, Law was taking you home, his hand wrapped around yours protectively. Small puffs of mist left his slightly parted lips. You had pulled up your scarf just above your mouth, your nose red from the cold. Too lost in thought, you missed Law’s question until he called your name several times. Looking up at him, you noticed him watching you, his brows furrowed a bit and if the cold hadn’t already nipped at your cheeks, you were sure they’d be flaring right now. “Hmm?” You smiled softly up at him and you felt his thumb rubbing your knuckles as he sighed, his eyes redirecting towards the path ahead. “I asked if you wanted to go on a date some time.” He hummed. He didn’t sound annoyed with you in the slightest at the discovery that you hadn’t heard him in the first place even if his face could contradict him. You rubbed his knuckles in response, nodding slowly. “I’d like that to be honest. I just have to find someone to watch over Shiro.” Law’s

Law put you on his lap, mindlessly rubbing your back as he sipped from his cup of coffee, his eyes shifting to the redhead groaning and cursing on the ground. Your purring vibrated through his fingers and you leaned into his touch whenever his fingers would find that nice spot just under your cheek or the back of your head. “You’re lucky she likes you so much, or I’d killed you already.” Kid grumbled as he sat up, his hand rubbing his head harshly before his gaze trailed towards your body. “And what the fuck are you still doing here? In my house? Can’t you just leave?” The redhead grunted as he got up from the floor, his knees popping in protest. Law hummed, before he glared lazily at the other man, now standing taller than him. “I don’t trust you to keep her alive and you won’t let me take her, so here I am.” “And why don’t you think I’d kill you now you’re here? Taking out the competition, huh?” Law’s glare turned harsher and you looked up a bit, gaze switching between the two of

Doflamingo’s deep chuckle led your attention back to him, his arm stretched to the side as he made this whole encounter a show. His lips were twisted in a wicked grin. “Isn’t this a nice surprise. Two gangs here at my door at the same time. Looks could be deceiving, don’t they, dear.” He said, grabbing your upper arm in a vicelike grip, holding you closer to himself, his heat radiating towards you. “If I recall correctly, this had happened before.” Trebol sniffled, his chuckles accompanied by gurgles of mucus coming from his throat. “You could say that, Young Master. And back then, they weren’t a match for you, let’s not even imagine they would be now. Gnehehe.” You shivered from his sounds, sighing softly as you just let this all play out for once. Law’s eyes stared daggers at the flamboyant blond next to you, as Kid’s eyes contained blazing flames. “Now, now, now, let’s not get overzealous. We’re not here to fight, right, little (y/n)? Hmm?” Doffy’s attention was back to you, his

It was stupid to come all the way here, you had realised that a long time ago, but it had become quite evident that you hadn’t thought everything through right now. Doffy’s laughter was loud, almost cackling like a crazy catlady as several other cats were wandering about, their eyes always straying to the windows, their paws caressing the glass filled windowpane with traces of hope to leave. Your tea started getting cold, but for the love of yourself, you couldn’t get the heated water past your lips, the act of picking up the cup and bringing the porcelain to your lips was almost too much to bear. Doflamingo’s laughter ceased as he leaned forward, his chin resting on the palm of his hands when he leaned on the table. His shit eating grin was still present as he watched you squirm under his hidden gaze. “Even with how much I did enjoy my last visit and the surprise visits you threw at me, I didn’t mean to stay indefinitely in exchange of turning Law and Kid back.” Doffy’s lips tugged a

The summer breeze flowed over the ship, bellowing the sails as it surged forward. The working crew was relatively quiet, no barking of orders and no yelling for others to hurry up and het their shit over with. A soft ray of sunlight peeked through your porthole, the soft streaks of light illuminating the dust swirling in the air. Chapped lips covered your throat, the panting of the man above you warming your sweating skin even more. His fingers rubbed lazy circles on your hips as he rocked forward slowly, urging the moans from your lips and his name like a chant. Teeth grazed your jaw, a soft moan escaping his wonderful mouth making you clench on him in response, a groan following immediately. The blindfold covering your eyes prevented you from watching the wonderous man coming undone above you, his muscles tightening as he worshipped your body, changing his angle of assault for your pleasure. Lean fingers curled in his blond hair, tugging on it sharply as he found what he was looking

He would leave the crew behind to put his plan to motion after your help to become a Warlord. His voice was steady and stern, yet his digits turned white at the pressure on his nodachi. Small movements went noticed by you and the crew and most shoulders sagged a bit at his statements, others too caught up in their adoration for the captain to show any sign of pain for the departure. His grey eyes skipped your face intentionally as he looked at everyone individually, his lips straining as he formed them in a line. More words were said, more demands and instructions for while he was away. The whole spiel was alien, yet you almost knew it by heart. His final goodbye tore at your chest, cutting off your airsupply as he dipped his head and left in a split-second. Crewmates ran to the edge of the ship, giving their captain their last words as well as they yelled to the land. You stood nailed to the ground, silent tears falling from your eyelids as you regarded the scene, your nails digging

Warning: mental hurt, implied (sexual) abuse “For your formidable service, you can choose one of these whores as a play thing for the night.” Orochi laughed, pointing at your group situated against the wall, sitting on your legs with hands in your lap and head held high or downcast, depending on the will of the slaves. Some were crying silently, as they knew how ruthless ‘Kamazo’ could be. The blond assassin’s gaze travelled over the many women on display, his eyes resting on your face. As Orochi saw where the attention had stopped, he grinned wickedly. “Ah yes, a good choice. Just leave her alive this time. We need her for something else as well.” He waved his hand carelessly. “Doesn’t matter what state though.” The other women were ushered away as ‘Kamazo’ laughed loudly, making Orochi cringe at the sound. A soft sigh left your lips, (e/c) eyes holding the gaze of the manslayer steadily. Your arms were grabbed, hoisting you up to your feet. Clasping your hands together in front of

Strong fingers played with the strands of your hair, curling it around and slightly tugging when they had formed a knot. (e/c) eyes skimmed the words on the newspaper, a soft smile tugging on the corners of your lips as the lips of the man behind you started to caress the bare skin of your neck. Conversations fleeted, words whispered as you placed the newspaper away, leaning back against Ace’s chest. His dark eyes filled with warmth as he looked at you, you smiled widely at him, caressing his cheek with the back of your hand. His warm hand took yours, his head turning slightly as he pressed a kiss to your palm. Waking up, you groaned softly as you turned on your side, the sun already shining through the curtains. Eyes cracked open slowly and in the haziness of your dream, you saw a figure lying next to you on his stomach, his dark eyes looking at you. Reaching forward, your hand went through the figure, disappearing like a mirage. As your eyes focussed on the pillow, you let your

a/n: this is a pretty long read, so read at your own risk of boredom. i guess it could also b classified as a "x giyuu" but the title is just way too long and kind of throws the main focus off. might turn this into multiple parts so let me know what y'all think! ❀⊱┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄⊰❀ word count: 2,538 "I literally don't know shit about history." Giyu sighed in exasperation. "You don't need to know anything about history [first name]. The teacher already has a lesson plan and you literally just need to pass out the papers. I just need you to cover for a couple of a days because one of the teachers are out sick." You groaned as you threw your head back in annoyance, pushing your feet up against the edge of your desk. Even though it didn't look it Giyu was practically begging you to substitute for one of his coworkers. And he never almost asks for favors. Giyu ran a hand through his hair. "He's super picky with his subs and everyone he's had come in hasn't come back." "So you're saying