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@morsmedeor.bsky.social

The weak do not get to decide anything . . . not even their own death. penned by: http://Kat.%E2%99%A1%CC%B7%CC%B7%CB%8E%CB%8A%CB%97

( blinking a couple of times to ensure he wasn’t hallucinating before tattooed hands frame freckled cheeks, and he leans in to kiss him. ) ( lingering and wanton, he pulls back rather slowly. ) can you do that more often? i’m starting to like your unexpected appearances.

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙨𝙩 @portadinfierno.bsky.social · last yr.

( his face reddens slightly-- only a little afraid he's been too pushy. but he chews on his lip to keep from fumbling, a silly smile in place ) h i-- ( his phantom tail wagging full kilter just seeing law's face looking like that )

( rolling his eyes, he keeps silent on his way to his room, setting ace down on his bed before crowding him against the mattress, arms on either side of him, caging him in. ) ( looking at him with an almost obsessive stare, the blush across his freckled face was . . ) cute.

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙨𝙩 @portadinfierno.bsky.social · last yr.

( eyes nearly bulging out of his sockets, but a genuine grin widens across his face ) somebody really wants that rent~ ( he says it through a blush on his face, even if he is definitely hiding it over law's shoulder )

the look she gives him makes him smile deviously. it seems whatever he’s doing is working— he loves getting these kinds of reactions from her. a hearty laugh leaves him before he speaks once again. “silent treatment, huh? you’re just making me want to keep your heart even longer.”

𓏲 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 ๑ ˚.@swirlbrows.bsky.social · last yr.

a swirled brow arches, but other than a look of disdain, sanji doesn’t respond. even though she has half the mind to screech at him as well. her hands busy themselves with forming more flat, square-shaped savory pancakes, flipping over the ones in the pan to become golden.

( stepping inside, he closes the door behind him and pulls up a chair to perch on and continue to annoy her, comfortably. ) i don’t even have your heart on me right now, so i wouldn’t be able to return it even if i wanted to. it’s on the tang, safe and sound in the comforts of my room.

𓏲 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 ๑ ˚.@swirlbrows.bsky.social · last yr.

( inside, sanji has resolved to completely ignore him until her heart is safely returned to her. she appears to be filling thin pieces of dough with cooked potato and marinated chicken, sealing them and gently putting about three to brown up in the pan. )

i’m not threatening you, i’m just letting you know that’s how you’re supposed to imagine me in those little fantasies of yours. haunting and terrifying. not cute and cuddly. ( his face sours as he struggles to get the last part out without wrenching. )

𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙠@culinaryblues.bsky.social · last yr.

( his eyes widen, stunned into silence before he squints at the other. ) . . are you threatening me, it really doesn't feel like it-- ( his neck feels a little hot but he's just going to ignore that )