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"T-Tenjouin-kun... "

Happy birthday to the kindest and sweetest of fools I've ever known. Donquixote Rocinante, Corazon, Cora-san. I love you beyond words.

The Popsicle man may perish. As a treat. For me.

got an ask that im pretty sure is gonna open a can of worms but i get to watch lava being poured on things for research SO I’m not really complaining

🌹 One piece?

Okay, one sentence from a One Piece wip...  This is from “I Promised”, which is going to be a side-fic for Tales From the Heart (when I finally finish it)

Law tried to move, to do something even though his bones felt like lead, only to be brought up short by quivering hands on his face, wiping away tears he hadn’t realised he was crying.

Thanks for the ask!

For every 🌹 in my askbox I’ll post a sentence from a wip.  Feel free to specify a fandom!

Lawlu 11 or 22?

“I almost lost you” kiss

The sea is violent and raw as salt burns against Law’s eyes and mouth. Each splash against him drains him further, begging to pull him into her depths. It’s a feeling that he may have considered relenting to if it were any other time. Any other situation than the one that is laid before him now. 

One in which red floats against the surface, clung just barely to a jagged strip of wood holding it in place. Black hangs against it, stuck together in pieces that won’t separate and blend with the sky behind it. If ever hell were a place on Earth, it would be here and it would be now. 

How he got captured, Law wasn’t there for. The crew didn’t have time to explain either as they raced towards him against the edge of the shore. He heard their argument fill his ears as he took off, no better prepared than the one he was after, but Law didn’t care. 

And he doesn’t now, either, as he wades closer and closer to his goal. 

It takes everything in his power to conjure what he wants. That strike of blue that will free the man before him to let him fall into his arms. They didn’t even stay to watch him die out here, only tied him up and left him be knowing that as the sea rose higher he would die. 

Foolish. Beyond so to leave a man like this alone and expect anything less, but in one way they were right. If they hadn’t told him... if Law hadn’t come when he did. He doesn’t want to think about it. 

All he does want to think about is counting when he feels for Luffy’s pulse once they reach the shore. It’s weak, fluttering like a leaf in a spring breeze, and Law wishes it were more like the storm around them. Where is the violent thrumming of a passionate heart beneath his hand? 

Where is Luffy? 

Cold eyes open to stare up at him and Law grits his teeth. They’re red from salt and tears, rubbed raw from waves pushing against his skin without relent. He’ll be furious when he gets his mind together, and Law wouldn’t have it any other way. Leaning down, Law curls a shaking hand against the back of Luffy’s neck, still feeling for a pulse but more importantly, placing a kiss. 

It’s soft at first, scared even, until Luffy puts a little force upwards to return the affection. Law’s eyes snap open before winding shut once more, determined only to focus on what is good beneath him. There is pain, aching and dreadful pain, but there is still warmth too. Warmth that promises life. Warmth that promises so much more to come. 

“I almost lost you,” Law murmurs against Luffy’s lips and feels them curl into a smile against him. “Can’t you just have something go the way it’s supposed to for once?” 

Luffy snickers, weak and breathy, before kissing Law again. “You aren’t going to lose me, Torao. We still have to kick their ass together, right?” 

Law lets out the breath he didn’t know he was holding in a mix of a laugh and a choke. Another kiss is taken, softer this time as rain still pours against their skin. There is a promise that sits in it that has been there since the first time they kissed, and there it still remains. 

“Right.”