So, I present to you my favorite trio: Doflamingo, Mihawk, and Sir Crocodile! I often call them Do, Mi, and Si — such a combination of notes. It's no surprise I like them (I have a taste in men over forty, lmao.) Honestly, I really want to see the three of them drinking some wine together. They look like wine aunts in different styles: Doffy's flashy extravagance, Croc's mafia chic, and Mihawk's vampire gothic.
Imagine Doflamingo and Crocodile sarcastically quarreling and Mihawk pretending he has nothing to do with these two idiots. However, when he's drunk enough himself, he starts telling them the whole story of that particular bottle of wine. As a result, Crocodile is forced to tow his two younger companions to their ships: Doffy to Numancia Flamingo, and Mihawk to his floating coffin. Did you imagine that, lol?
It would be easier to say who my least favorite Warlord is (Moria lol) but I have actually three favorite warlords. Mingo, Sir Crocodile, and Mihawk. But if I have to choose I’d probably go with Mingo!
He’s also one of my favorite villains so far and I just love his character and the way he acts. If he was a real person I’d want to kill him probably but he is just sooo charismatic and after Sir Crocodile the first Warlord to be truly evil.
Last night, I had a dream I put Doflamingo in a huge box, and it was a horny jail, lol. I told him there shouldn't be any sexual activity in that box. He told me he was a sexual activity itself. And I had to pull him back. What the fuck was it??? I'm laughing.
I’m carrying on with my One Piece rewatch and Bellamy really was an idiot 😭 The Mock Town episodes are still some of my faves but damn that kid was dumb as hell, talking shit about the Sky Islands when Doflamingo probably knew abt their existence and believed in it😭 sir:((
As I open my eyes, I realize that it has been several months since those terrible dreams have troubled my sleep. I feel almost… at peace? It is a term that I have heard but have never truly known anything like this. Even my earliest memories at Mariejois, did not feel as complete as life right now. I am happy.
Though it has only been a short time, my family has been renewed since my beloved baby brother returned to me. It is a shame that he is unable to speak, but that doesn’t mean I love him any less. I think I have been able to prove this to him by making him my Corazon, for he is my heart. Now he is my second in command. There is now a certain cruelness about him that was not there when we were children, but who am I to judge?
The voices insist that he is hiding something from me, and that he wants me dead. I shove them down and fight to calm the insanity. Rosi and I are the same. He is like me. We are both fallen gods stuck in this vile hell. I will bring him with me to rule a kingdom and we will rise above this filth with our family, as that is all that matters. I will never let him suffer again. He doesn’t hate me for killing that man anymore and has come home. I will save him… and he will save me.
Later, I am in the common room with my little mismatched “family”. We are eating and my new little one enters the room. Law. I feel a sense of pride that he is learning to come and seek me out. My mind begins to fill with the plans I have for this young one.
However, some of my family quickly begin to distract me by telling me to get rid of him, while others are making comments to the boy to get him to go on his own. They do not know that I have decided to allow Law to remain because he reminds me of myself. He is filled with hate and a desire to get stronger. I don’t understand why they would want to turn away a child on the street.
I’ve noticed Rosi seems to dislike children, but he is extra cruel to Law. This is confirmed when one of the others says to the boy, “You’ve been getting beaten by Corazon since you came here.”
A smile makes my face feel like it might split in two as I watch my little Law become enraged at the comment. He yells that he is not going anywhere! Oh, he will be so powerful someday with a strong person to mold him.
I must intercede, though. Rosi is his superior, after all. Though I treasure his passion, Law must learn his place in our family. I respond, “but Corazon is my precious biological younger brother. If someone so much as cuts him once, I will put him to death.” Law seems irritated but does not argue with me. I will be sure to let him know my intentions to keep him by my side later.
For now, we shall finish eating. I watch as Rosi, Trebol, and the other adults eat, while the children are whispering amongst themselves. It is then that Law’s shirt falls open slightly, revealing a white patch on pale skin. Everything becomes quiet, and I can feel the fear in the room set in.
Machvise breaks the silence by yelling at everyone to look at Law’s skin. The smile leaves my face, and my stomach becomes ill. This steak suddenly wants to come back up, but not because of the child’s condition. It is my family’s reaction to him that is causing me to become like this. It reminds me of the filth that wanted to spill my blood for reasons I had no control of as a child.
The nauseating feeling only worsens when I hear Buffalo begin screaming at the kid, accusing him of being contagious and calling him names. I will not have my loved ones hurting each other! Family shouldn’t do that! Memories begin to race through my mind, filling me with rage and hatred. I can feel that familiar power starts to swell in my being, but I will not use it on my family over this. It is a foolish mistake, not a betrayal! I push the power down and slam by fist on the table, causing everyone to jump and look towards me.
I firmly correct my family about Law’s condition and warn them in reacting in such a way. Poor Buffalo is still so impressionable. I do not expect him to act better when the adults in the room cannot control their reactions. I turn to Law and ask him about his town and if there were any other survivors.
His cold demeanor causes the voices in my head to begin swirling. It’s as if I am looking into a mirror! We may not have lived the same life, but I understand his pain. I am the one who can guide him to greatness! I can mold him into a terror to bring this hellish world to its knees. He will make a fine son. I ask him who his grudge is against. Perhaps it is vile filth such as the villagers I disposed of when I was around his age? The cold grey of his eyes turn to steel death. The madness within me bubbles to the surface.
Yes, Law, you and I are more alike than you would ever know. My grin grows ever wider with every word that comes from this child’s lips. Even as he vows revenge on my brother, I cannot bring myself to scold him this time. I know with time and attention, Law will come to love the family as I do. He will eventually see that family is everything. I push away my plate and smile as I watch him finally sit down to eat some food.
Since I've already started the tradition of making answers in the form of "top-3," I'll continue to write in the same style. I remind you that "top-3" doesn't mean the points are arranged in the order of gradation.
Here are my top-3 fights!
1) Doflamingo VS Law & Luffy
Here, the cooperation of such diverse characters as Luffy and Law is beautiful, and their opponent is also excellent. It was necessary to combine Law's cold wrath and Luffy's bright glow to defeat the burning infernal insanity of Doflamingo. I like to describe my experiences in metaphors.
(In general, I think Oda had to reduce Doflamingo's powers to make Luffy's victory seem more logical. But maybe this is just typical fan behavior, lol, for which I apologize.)
2) Katakuri VS Luffy
This is a brutal fight between two men of honor! It doesn't matter that one of them is still a boy. Katakuri is the antagonist who commands respect rightfully. So both can be equally admired, and I want to applaud them!
(I want to see them as allies, Oda, is that too much to ask?)
3) Vergo VS Law
Revenge is a dish that is served cold. Law is here as a surgical tool that must act clearly and coolly, even if at first the operation seems to be losing. Vergo's death seems like a logical conclusion to this battle, even if Law didn't kill him, just left him there, although I was sad to see it for personal reasons.
(Yes, he's a villain, but his death was touching.)
“Ah, Kid, please, slower…” you whined into the wooden desk.
Kid was slamming into you brutally. You had made the mistake of teasing him with your lingering touches and whispers in his ear, only to disappear once he tried to touch you. Now all his pent-up frustrations were being taken out on you, bent over his desk. A cocky grin played at his lips at the request and he sped up, thrusts becoming even more erratic. Watching you struggle to keep up with his pace had him throbbing inside you. The desk shook even harder as his hips snapped into yours faster. You cried out, clawing at the wood for support.
“Take it, I know you can,” he growled.
A vicious smirk plays at his lips as he ignores you and thrusts even faster. Sharp nails dig into your skin further, threatening to draw blood, as he brings your hips down harder on his cock.
“Is this what you want?” he teases.
Your legs tremble at the overwhelming speed of his thrusts. His cock hits that spot deep inside you, stealing the air from your lungs and making you dizzy. A purr-like growl leaves his lips, watching you arch your back at his roughness. You can feel his grin as his canines come down your shoulder, pain and pleasure melting together.
His cock was hitting you so perfectly, drawing lustful moans from your lips. You were on the brink of orgasm, teetering on that cliff of euphoria. You struggled against the strings that suspended you in the air, wanting to rake your nails down his back. Lost in the haze of pleasure you cried,
“Doffy, more… please, faster!”
With that, he abruptly stopped and completely stilled inside you. Your orgasm receded from your abdomen, ebbing away and disappearing out of reach. Disappointment settled over your nerves, the denial burning frustration in your nerves.
“I was about to come…” you mumbled.
That shit-eating grin spreads over his face in response as he starts thrusting into you again without warning.
#eustass kid x reader #rob lucci x reader #doflamingo x reader #one piece x reader #lucci x reader #doffy x reader #one piece scenario #i accidentally posted this on the wrong acc lol
#no time set for posting these just whats floating around my drafts #honey updates #also always writing for angel x doflamingo but its my personal comfort fic so it may never actually see the light of day
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