Happy Birthday Corazn, The Dad Ever

Happy birthday Corazón, the dad ever <3

cora's homicidal adoptive son is back god bless

the corazons deserve to take over the dash for his birthday weekend. as a treat.

while it was true the odd duo had been getting along better ( at least law wasn't cursing death to corazón ), the boy was no doflamingo. he wasn't about to pop out champagne and call off the day's work to celebrate the birth of the blonde; partly because that was stupid and also because why the hell would he ? corazón had kidnapped him ! not only that, but the idiot would sit quietly during each party thrown for him, playing mute whilst his drunk family happily blabbered at him. it was the only time of the year it seemed like everyone actually liked the strange man, which was enough to cause the boy to snort — course, no one really enjoyed his presence. maybe baby five, despite how mean he was to her and doffy, but for how long would that last . . . really, wasn't it only a matter of time before the pirate captain came and hunted them down ? they'd been gone for five months, and the man was still a no-show . . .

scowling, the boy covered his mouth, golden hues glaring at the man who suddenly decided to light up a cigarette in the small room they shared. ❛❛ that smells like shit . . . ❜❜ the preteen grumbled, waving his hand around his face in an exaggerated fashion before a genuine cough wracks through him . . . yeah, fuck cora, this idiot isn't even getting a happy birthday wish from law !!

no HAPPY BIRTHDAY CORA !!!!! i seriously need to write with your bird man more ~ everything I’ve seen you write of him is beautiful so i hope this ask is alright ! law is salty, but in exactly a year he'll hate himself for not even saying a simple happy birthday . . .

Corazon (Incredibly Late) Birthday Shenanigans

　❝ i said i'd open the window in a second, but i could toss you out of it if that's what you prefer? ❞

　rosinante rolled his eyes, putting a bit of playful exasperation into his voice for good measure. from his position at the end of the bed, he lurched his free hand forward, fingers chomping down on law's shoulder as if he were about to make good on his promise ー before reeling back and chuckling. then he did as he promised, crossing to the other end of the room. ❝ you're lucky i even got us a room with a window this time, y'know? ❞

during their travels, rosinante didn't always have the money to shell out for lodgings along the way (and, really, they only had access to them for the first few days the pair were in a new town ー before word spread that there was a boy with a "deathly contagious" disease, and suddenly everyone was refusing them service) but the older man tried to get a place at least for a few days every two weeks or so.

and as much as rosinante joked that this particular trip was a 'birthday present to himself', both knew he was planning on doing it anyway.

it was necessary to do this as often as they could afford to; rosinante only got so much sleep while camping in the wilderness because, being the only adult, he was wholly responsible for both of their safety & needed to keep watch. on law's side, despite the fact he never admitted it aloud, rosinante knew that a cushy place to rest his joints ー as well as four, insulated walls to protect him from the colder nights ー would do his body a lot of good, so these little luxuries were important to keep up with.

plus, there was only so much cologne, cold river water, and a damp rag with no soap could do for hygiene, and both were due for a bath.

　❝ speaking of stuff that stinks ー i didn't fill up that bath for you to just sit & look at it, brat. go wash up already. ❞

Happy birthday, Corazon ! Linn got him some nicotine gum :3c

Don't eat them all at once ~ (no please, honestly don't-)

Corazon Birthday Shenanigans

　　　❝ appreciated! ❞

how did that saying go? the best time to do something was yesterday, but the second best time is right now? so, it seemed like as good a time as any to work on quitting for good. since minion island, rosinante's lungs ー in addition to the rest of him ー hadn't been in the best shape; so, it was for the best. not to mention how happy law would be if he actually stuck to quitting this time.

rosinante, wanting to show his immediate appreciation for the gift rather than just dismissively sliding it into his pocket, took out a piece and popped it into his mouth. the immediate, warm buzz of the nicotine.

　　　❝ understood, doc. though, law might scalpel it out of my stomach if i tried, so i wouldn't worry. ❞

A quick one for cora-san 💕