@wishmcker Sent: One For Nami! (you Didn't Specify So I Spun And The Wheel Of Fate Chose Luffy)

@wishmcker sent: 💋 one for nami! (you didn't specify so I spun and the wheel of fate chose Luffy)

The first 5 Asks to send 💋 get a kiss

He isn't really thinking as they celebrate. Luffy rarely does, just goes with the flow and the feeling of revelry. So he doesn't really think about how everyone will react when he pulls Nami into his arms. They had been dancing together all night, enjoying the party, laughing and living life to it's fullest.

The captain's lips find hers, eager and hot, his tongue slipping past her lips when she gives a gasp of surprise. A happy purr leaves his throat as he holds her close to him, the rest of the world nothing more than dull noise around them.

@weatherw1tch sent: 💋 ( griffin & dragon )

The first 5 Asks to send 💋 get a kiss

God, he had missed her. Even as she scolded him, yelling at him for how he had left their son in the care of his father. How many years had it been, since he had last heard her voice? Since he had last seen her face, or her smile? The smile that had broken his heart when he had seen it on the face of their son, before he had left that last time.

Dragon closed the distance, ignoring her words as he pulled her into a deep kiss. One hand rested on the back of her neck, and the other arm lifted her to his height. He took in a deep breath as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.

@sillygum sent: For Zoro (: "good boy"

Send me “Good boy/girl” for my muse’s reaction to your muse saying that to them!

Zoro looked over at his captain as the words are said, confusion on his face. He was not use to this type of praise, but he was not going to turn it down. "Thanks?"

@sillygum sent: “You don’t have to make it up to me. It wasn’t your fault.” Sabo

random dialogue … sentence starters pt. ?

Sabo gripped his hands in fists at Luffy's words. It certainly did not feel like it wasn't his fault. If he had just hidden, had set sail after the Celestial Dragon had come into port... He should have known better, instead he had almost died, and his family had thought him dead for all those years. Luffy had suffered, and he had asked Robin not to tell his brother about him when she returned. "I should have been there for you. You say it wasn't my fault, but I am your older brother, I should have been there for you." Especially after we lost Ace.

Dragon's breath caught in his throat when she let out that moan, reminded of how much he had missed her after all these years. That sense of loss had driven him in many ways, and when she pulled from their kiss he was dragged back once more to the present. He shifted his arms, ensuring that he held her comfortably in his arms.

He had failed her. He had been unable to keep his promise to make sure that their son remembered her, that he knew that each time he looked in the mirror the one who looked back was a reflection of his mother. Pain and loss, followed by his own bounty had made him leave Luffy in the hands of Garp and the people of Fusha Village.

It was hard to believe that fourteen years had went by so fast, and in that time their son reflected Griffin even more. It was even longer for her, since she had last held Luffy. "He is... I know that everything I could tell you as to why I left his life is an excuse, but I hope that you can forgive me for it."

continued. @seaoftheworst

She was livid, heat rising through her to add to the miasma of feeling that had taken to hanging over her since the breakout, everything new once again. The very first thing their son said upon seeing her was express shock that he had a mother... and when asked, that he'd never known his father. Getting out of Impel Down had been the priority beyond her overwhelming need to hold him to her and apologize, but the grief, now, remained.

But first... she melted into Dragon. He kissed like she remembered, held her like she was a heaven-sent dream. She gave a soft moan into his mouth, as the years apart set her raw nerves alight. It was not the time to give in, but time had held her at gunpoint for far too many years for her not to indulge.

Griffin pulled back, clinging to Dragon and fisting his cloak in her hands. "You promised me!" Perhaps it was easier said than done, as she had been reckless and left him to pick up the pieces in her stead. Their final goodbye as a family had not left her for seventeen years. “You promised me... He’s so grown now.”

Law had acted on instinct, he was a doctor after all, when he had seen the woman reach out. The pained look on her face all he needed to make him take those few steps so that when her hand came to a close that it was not on empty air. He knew how crippling pain could be, and golden eyes were looking over her in an instant.

He frowned as he saw her holding her side, wondering if it was a wound or some internal ailment. The surgeon could check in an instant if he pulled a room up and scanned her, but they were not in an area where he felt comfortable with pulling one. The distortion was enough to alert the wrong kind of attention, and she did not look like she needed that sort of attention.

When she looked up at him it felt like his heart had seized in his chest, for her skin was so pale. He had to remind himself that Amber Lead Syndrome showed itself in patches, like the ones that had scarred his skin. It was not outside the realm of possibilities, as Amber Lead had been distributed so widely and could have poisoned families outside of Flevance.

She released his arm and he noted that she kept her arm to her side, and determined that what pained her was likely an injury. The crystalization on her cheeks did not escape his notice either. Law took a deep breath and while he was not usually so quick to offer more than a helping hand, held his scarred and tattooed right hand out to her. Softly, he spoke, "I'm a doctor. I can help."

@seaoftheworst a starter for Law!

Sudden pain lanced through her body causing her hand to shoot out, grabbing onto the nearest thing upon instinct as she doubled over, breathing turning ragged. Her eyes fluttering shut as her grip tightened, breathing through the pain while muttering a curse under her breath. For once, it wasn't the illness slowly killing her but a wound she'd received in her last run-in with one of her own sent to hunt her down.

It was clear she was getting better and better at hiding. The assassination attempts dwindled as she covered her trail and intentionally took steps to make it harder to find her. But it didn't mean she was safe.

As the pain subsided she finally opened her eyes, the hand not gripping the arm pressed to her side to stop the slow spread of blood from showing to the world......wait arm? Blinking a few times her gaze slowly rose to find herself using a man as her form of support, grip tight upon his forearm. "Oh!"

Releasing his arm quickly she shifted to hide her wounded side from view before dipping a soft bow in his direction. The sunlight causing a slight shimmering effect upon her cheeks where a light layer of crystallization had already appeared. "My apologies."