《Welcome home - One Piece x Reader》Lesson learned?
Advertisement
🤯😖
"Drink this" Law ordered.
You did as you were told.
"Feel better?" Law asked
You replied by taking another small sip. Unfortunately, you'd lost track of the time and you honestly couldn't say how long you'd been crying for but it felt like an eternity. Your body was now completely drained again and you hated it. Law took it upon himself to become your backrest, as he sat down next to you on the bed.
"How long do you have left?"
Silence remained prominent. Answering questions right after crying was not on your itinerary but even so, Law's patience was wearing thin.
"(Y/n)?" He pressed
'He's dropped the honorifics again' you noted
"Ten years" you whispered weakly
The comment floated in the air then died. Law felt like he'd been punched in the stomach but he didn't let it show.
"...Have you already accepted this?"
"Law" Your voice held strong even though it was still croaky from before "you can't tell anyone"
There was a moment of high tension where you could feel Law fighting with his own opinions, but then he sighed, running a single hand through his messy hair. The movement forcing you to lean more into him.
"Who would I tell?" Law chuckled which got a little scoff from you.
"Are you trying to tell me that the wanted man doesn't have connections?" You humoured the thought
"Would that surprise you?" He smirked.
"Immensely" you giggled.
Law nudged you playfully and you feigned hurt. You both fell into a comfortable silence
"I won't tell, anyone but if you gave a vivre card to every damn idiot on your wrist, then there's nothing I can do about that" Law almost spat the last part of the sentence which shot a pang of guilt in your chest.
Hiding your new companions from Law was impossible, but that didn't make addressing the situation any easier. You felt awful because deep deep down you knew Law had given you that bracelet to keep it as a special gift between you and him, which you did, but he probably didn't appreciate the rivals that were now attached.
"Only Luffy and Ace have my vivre card believe it or not" you explained clumsily trying to dodge confrontation
'I don't just hand it out to everybody because they have other means of finding me, but I don't think that piece of information is necessary right now' you reasoned
"I think Luffy will be fine now that the vivre card has stopped burning, but I'm not sure how Ace will react..."
"Could you stop talking about those idiots with such a happy tone, when I'm right here, it's irritating" Law grumbled.
"But you were the one who brought it u-!?" you began only to be cut off by his irritated tone
Advertisement
"It doesn't matter, seen as how you're looking a bit more energetic go and eat something"
Under normal circumstances, you probably would've tried to lecture him on how bossy he was being since he arrived, however, two things prevented you from doing so.
1. You were hungry so your brain barely had enough energy to start let alone maintain a logical argument
2. The words got caught in your throat when Law began to strip down and rummage through your draws of oversized hoodies.
'.... I beg your pardon!?' you shot out of bed with newfound vigour
"LAW WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?" your hands grasped a fistful of pillows and threw them with intention.
Law, of course, caught them with ease and clear annoyance.
"What it looks like (Y/n)-ya, I'm getting changed because you got tears and snot all over my shirt" He sighed before letting a smirk creep onto his tan face "Are you not planning to take responsibility?"
'I am one with the tomato'
Law: 84
(Y/n): 1
"THAT'S NOT THE ISSUE HERE!" You protested "WHO SAID YOU COULD WEAR MY PRIZED OVERSIZED HOODIES!"
Law was dumbstruck
"That's what you're whining about right now?" he questioned, purposefully emphasizing the 'That'.
"Obviously! These hoodies aren't easy to come by on this island, I have to put in special orders or get them from the lost merchants who find their way here!" you huffed. "Not only that but how many times have I told you it's rude to go through other people's belongings"
As you continued to rant and rave, you failed to notice the proximity between you and the raven was slowly diminishing. It was only when his arms found their way around you, resting just above your hips, and there was no longer any distance between you, was when you started to falter and flush vibrantly. Not only was he half-naked but you'd forgotten how handsome he was and how piercing his gaze could be.
'No! I can't let him do what he wants!' you pressed your hands against his chest to put some distance between you, which was stupid because he was a brick wall.
"Law! Are you even-?"
You were effectively silenced when he stole a kiss. It was a quick kiss, one would even argue it was a peck on the lips, but from the way, he was gripping onto the nape of your clothes it was definitely restrained. Whilst he did pull away Law was still very much in your face, and the two of you knew if he kissed you again, he might not be able to stop.
"I've told you that you need to be more aware of the dangerous situations you put yourself in" Law whispered against your lips, his eyes now relaying his anger and desires on the table. "You don't listen to me, so from now my lessons are gonna be more practice instead of theory"
Advertisement
'EX-SQUEEZE ME!?' Now even your thoughts were jumbled.
The heat of his breath fanned against your lips, as your hands rested on his chest. Your poor heart was pumping like a steam train, which was fitting for the situation seen as how your face was literally streaming. Law was always capable of overwhelming your voice of reason.
"I'll take your silence as a yes" he smiled leaning in slowly to-
Law paused and you flinched.
'Was I just rescued?'
It wasn't your bedroom door but your house door. You could see in his mind he was weighing up the pros and cons of responding.
The knocking was more intense now so much so Law let loose an animalistic growl. Being pressed up against him didn't help as you felt the vibrations resonate across the expanse of his chest to yours. Your body went rigid.
The sound of your front door opening ushered the entire house into silence...
"WAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" Penguin, Sachi and Bepo screamed in horror.
By this time Law had repositioned you to a more protective stance, ready to charge downstairs and defend his crew, but there was no need for that.
They were coming to you...
Your bedroom door flew open to reveal your new visitor.
"(Y/n)..." the voice said sweetly "I've decided to paint the walls of your house red today..."
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
It was Sunday and you'd just finished tidying the house and cooking dinner for the day. Padding into your living room you flopped onto the sofa face first and let out a deep sigh of satisfaction. Your right arm dangled off the side as your body relaxed into the feeling.5
"Someone's happy" Law strolled in like a lost cat ready for attention.
To be fair you had been cooking and tidying the entire morning, and Law hadn't caused any mischief which would slow your progress. But that only meant that now he was completely bored out of his mind and ready to make use of this golden opportunity.
"Law just give me ten minutes, I just sat down" you moaned into the cushion.
You could just about make out the sound of his deep chuckles and footsteps as he made his way over to you. But instead of crushing you his weight, or switching you out with a random household object, he just sat on the floor leaning his back against the sofa. And so you waited, and waited, and waited.
'This feels too good to be true...is Law actually gonna let me rest' your breath hitched in disbelief
You peaked out from the cushion just to make sure that it wasn't just some random look alike, yet all doubts were confirmed as there was only one person who could pull off that Leopard-print hat. He sat quietly and stared out the window as sunlight streamed through and danced in the air. Of course, what caught your eyes was the loose strands of hair poking out from under his cap.
'Why must you tempt me sooooo!? But I have endured hardships so I will control myself ' You boasted internally as you reached out and began to fiddle with the soft raven follicles between your fingertips. '... I failed...'
Immediately, Law's hand came up and snatched your wrist. There was a moment of silence as he inspected his catch... his grip tightened
"Mine now" he announced before going back to rest with your hand now locked in his.
"Wha-?"
"You came to me (Y/n)-ya" he pointed out "so you have no right to deny my reaction, besides what could I possibly do?"
"A lot Law! You can do a lot!" You protested.
"Well I won't, just rest, I've been behaving so far haven't I?" He smirked.
'That's what's worrying me' you wept but he was right in the fact that you came to him instead. 'His hair is a trap, not a mistake' you reassured yourself.
Time went by and Law was quite content in just holding your hand hostage, and compared to his other antics you weren't planning on complaining. But eventually, he started to do something totally unpredictable. He started to trace shapes with his fingers along your arm and wrists. At first, you thought
'Aw that's cute, he's drawing while he thinks I'm asleep' your sweet smile turned into a smug grin 'time to close the gap on points'
"Do you enjoy drawing kisses on my arm Law?" You shifted to see what victory would look like.
"...no I don't" He replied coolly "I just unconsciously started tracing surgery incision points for open wounds and medications, your arm is quite a good example to work with"
You shivered at how calmly he'd just informed you that he was interested in slicing up your arm.
"Besides" he interrupted your thoughts "what's the point in drawing kisses when I can just give them to you" He planted a kiss on the palm of your hand to demonstrate, silver eyes still honed on you.
"LAW!" You screeched as you snatched your arm away, "BAD LAW! BAD!"
This of course was the opening to your 2-hour lecture, not that Law even cared.
Law:53
(Y/n):0
P.s. you tried this on Chopper, who recognised the patterns instantly, and as a result, he refused to sit in your lap for the rest of the afternoon. Needless to say, he was thoroughly freaked out and you were truly sorry.
—————————————————————————————
🥰🥰
😈
Advertisement
- In Serial17 Chapters
A Job for a Wendigo
Long ago Wendigos settled in the cold north away from most other Beings. Their almost secretive nature often gives Beings the impression of deep spirituality. And then there is Yrsa. Flighty at best she lives in her deceased grandparent's RV in the middle of the desert. Taking up the job of a mail carrier she earns enough money to keep her lights on and not much else. When a fairy on her route causes her to crash it triggers a chain reaction leading up to her finding a purpose.
8 200 - In Serial40 Chapters
Signing Into Immortal Martial World
Kingdoms wage war against each other in the mortal world. Immortal gods look down from the nine heavens in condescension. Waking up from his dreams, Zhao Mu turned into a prince of the Zhou Kingdom. After spending 12 lonesome years in the cold palace, his hack finally activates. ‘You’ve arrived at the elixir refining chamber. Acquired Blood Bodhi.’ ‘You’ve arrived at the library. Acquired Divine Sun and Moon Scriptures’ ‘You’ve arrived at the sacrificial altar. Acquired Emperor’s Divination Technique.’ ‘You’ve arrived at the ancient city of the Rong tribe. Acquired Sacred Demon Corrosion.’ Kunlun Mountain, Void Seas, Nether City Fengdu… Zhao Mu planted his kingdom’s flag while traveling through a myriad of worlds!
8 465 - In Serial315 Chapters
The Complete Alchemyst book 1
You've heard of superheroes, seen them flying across the sky, destroying great swaths of cities and ending countless innocent lives in order to defeat great evils and world-spanning threats and sell lots of sponsorships and merchandising opportunities. This is a story about the guy that is not those heroes. A supervillain in a world where making the right friends and political contacts is what separates the good guys from the bad. The Alchemyst is a story about a normal guy in a crazy world that spends his time trying to follow his dreams and conscience, working on new potions, thinking about girls, and lifting heavy shit, while trying to stay under the radar of the superheroes, supervillains, and governments that want what he can do. And occasionally turning them into makeshift melee weapons. If you enjoy The Boys, the Aberrant roleplaying game, Mystery Men, Trashy romances, Arnold Schwarzenegger movies, or SAW you may enjoy this book. Please note that this book has extremely graphic and sometimes gross fight scenes, heroes as villains, villains as heroes, opinionated and often politically incorrect characters, some graphic sex scenes, dad jokes, dirty jokes, realistic depictions of romance and flirting, bondage and dominance themes, and more than a few cuss words when they are really appropriate. This is NOT a superhero genre deconstruction. Many heroes truly are heroes, and they don't all need to be destroyed to make a good story, but it does look into the dark side of superpowers and the unreasonable and often contradictory demands placed on exceptional people.
8 205 - In Serial11 Chapters
Noble Evil
The world government, represented and lead by the King of All, rules over almost every territory in the world. Anyone who does not abide by the rules imposed by the world government are known as "Evil." Tero Tazakani, the King's grandson, experiences the world changing around him as the forces of good and evil clash and his family is torn apart. He must venture out to save his friends, legacy, and most importantly, himself.
8 146 - In Serial89 Chapters
The White Horde (Revised)
The rewritten version of the same ongoing story, recast into Past Tense and lightly edited. Inspired by the intrigue, drama, and destruction whispered to us by ancient history, this story is set in a world where magic is slowly dying, and decadent empires struggle against each other as well as against the barbarian hordes pushing ever westward. The story is told from the viewpoints of three people whose actions will change the fate of nations and empires alike: Amazonia. More than just a female gladiator but a champion of the arena, she will win her freedom at a price: to become a Reaver Knight not seen since the days of ancient Babylonia, with a mission to save the empire that enslaved her from destruction at the hands of a rival empire, the Sasnayams. Wysper. A Celtic priestess stolen away from her homeland by Muzen, high priest of the Sasnayam deity Yun-Kax, she possesses a mana node like a second heart inside her body which Muzen rips out each time he 'sacrifices' her to their god to appease the masses. Despite her strong will, everyone has a limit, and Muzen's actions have driven Wysper close to the edge of suicide. Greywolf. Son of the infamous Shadow-walker, Ghostdog, and the Celestial Asena, who was once revered as the Wolf-mother goddess, but now guards caravans for drinking money. His boring life will change when his impulsive act puts Wysper's life in danger, yet saving her risks his death, or enslavement at Muzen's hands. And all the while, the White Horde sits on the edge of empires, biding its time...
8 98 - In Serial18 Chapters
A Mighty Conqueror
"I found out, the greatest ones. The best. The most prolific ones, were all momma's boys. Yea, afraid of their mother. Napoleon, Alexander, Genghis Khan." Mike Tyson on the Greatest Conquerors. Well, this is a cultivation story about a momma's boy. Will he conquer the known world? Maybe, just maybe. Atuel had heard many stories. All had said that the worst days were accompanied by rain, thunder, and dark clouds lead by powerful winds. Yet, he had found it to be the exact opposite in reality. On the brightest, most peaceful day, did his father disown him and throw his mother out of their home. It was on a sunny afternoon that he went from the honored son of the City Lord, to the untouchable son of the witch. Said witch was his mother, the kindest soul he had ever seen. Instead, it was the Saintess that had schemed for his mother's demise that was filled with a black heart, enchanting the people with a nice smile and kind words. All to take his mother's position as Head Wife. Now, he and his mother must struggle to live and rise from the ashes of their societal death. New and powerful must they be, or death will only meet them with extreme prejudice. I suck at synopsises... No harem. No spitting blood. And certainly no jade beauties... maybe a few jade beauties... Okay okay! There will be jade beauties! But no spitting blood! I will not negotiate!
8 178

