snapshot 📸 | trafalgar law

Law has a fear that he doesn't take good enough selfies that compare to seeing his face in real life, so he tries to hide it by gaslighting himself that he actually does take good photos.

Beyond selfies of his own face, he's even more anxious that he doesn't know how to take good nudes for you. His first experience was a destructive internal conflict with himself that took 20 minutes of self-debate before he could send you a decent one that he liked enough. Even then, his first was a simple mirror photo in a hotel room with his iPhone covering his face, the camera tilted downward to point at his dick that slipped past his zipper. It was simple but effective; you sent him nudes of your own to make matters equal, except that yours were more provocative than his.

bounty problems | trafalgar law

➳ categories: canonverse, mutual feelings, gender neutral heart pirates reader ➳ word count: 1.4k

➳ cross-posted on ao3

If there's one thing the world has to dread, it's the WE News.

Nothing screams enablers, apologists, and propagandists than the World Economy News because Big News Morgans—that abomination of a human albatross hybrid—is easily swayed by god, glory, and gold that he couldn't care less if nations waged war or kingdoms crumbled to dust. If anything, he would exploit those events to make more than what he already had; he doesn't care.

walking in on you (1)

➳ categories: canonverse, afab reader, nsfw

➳ summary: They walk in on you while you're busy with yourself with Sanji, Zoro, Nami, Sabo, & Ace.

Sanji

For a fairly renowned restaurant, the restrooms at the Baratie are strange. Sanji realizes they aren't gendered like most restrooms, so when someone has to go, they just go.

he's been plotting on you for months (eustass kid)

➳ warnings: cheating, kid is toxic, everything is toxic nsfw (afab reader, photos with consent), dead dove: do not eat

In the many years you've known Eustass Kid, you've come to the conclusion that he's persistent. And through his persistence, whether for the fun of irking you to the core or gaining intel on your relationship with Trafalgar Law, he's learned how easy it is to rile you up.

That's why he's been at it in your DM's since this morning. It started with a simple greeting, which you ignored, but then came another message, and another, and another. Kid hadn't told you what he was annoying you for, but when it got to a point, your fingers betrayed your brain as you hastily sent a response, a cold question of "What the fuck do you want?" which he, ever so predictably, replied to in the speed of light.

very important question for all law stans!! may or may not be conducting a survey for fic purposes—idk, let's see.

i have a solid storyline that requires a dystopian setting with heavy bloodbath, so please help me decide (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

holding your hand

➳ categories: canonverse, gender neutral reader

➳ notes: happy 300, and happy valentine's! 🧡

Sanji

their love languages

➳ categories: canonverse, gender neutral reader

➳ notes: thank you for 200 followers!! i don't write headcanons, but here's a special treat for everyone who's ever read, liked, and supported my fics! 🧡

Sanji: Words of Affirmation

Request: Hi, I was wondering if you could write about Mihawk x civillian reader and about how their relationship would work with him being the world's strongest swordsman and the reader being an ordinary civillian with no fighting skills, no haki and no devil fruit? Thank you for taking the time for reading my message. 🙃

not a hero, lover | dracule mihawk

➳ categories: canonverse, gender neutral civilian reader, failed kidnapping scenario ➳ word count: 1.5k

➳ notes: i wasn't too sure about this so i might write headcanons next time. thank you for requesting! 🍷 ➳ cross-posted on ao3

Years after Mihawk was globally recognized as the "Strongest Swordsman in the World," he found himself getting bored.

There was no competition, no enemy who wanted to challenge him because everyone feared him (pirates, Marines, and civilians alike) beyond the perilous waters of the Grand Line. Even as he searched far and wide for an opponent worthy of fighting, no one ever came close.