I Love You So

Mayhaps,, just a wee bit embarrassed about this one hehehehehee,,, (yeah out of all things I’ve drawn,,,,)👉👈

I was rewatching Dressrosa and I really feel like Law was robbed of a good cry and a hug at the end.

And since Oda won’t give that to me I just had to do it myself!

A very sweet and wholesome jayvik commission as postcanon chicken farmers in the outskirts of Demacia. Link to the fic :

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63833935/chapters/163693306

🌻 👒 𓆣 🔥

“He will get ou— or, yeah, hamster wheel works, too.”

i have confined the beast

two soft jayviks cuz i still don't have access to my twitter account and i'm mad cuz a scammer is now pretending to be me >:(

reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead

But You Don’t Get Cold

This is my first post here on tumblr, so I figured it should be about these two loveable idiots.

Here’s a snippet of one of my recently posted oneshots!

Summary:

Sanji is awakened from his slumber by what feels like a devastating sea wave. Zoro joins him in bed, supplying “I was cold” as his reason.

Something about that doesn’t sit right with Sanji.

Excerpt:

“Why?” Sanji mutters sleepily. When Zoro hums a curious note, he elaborates. “Are you in my bunk.”

Zoro huffs a warm, amused breath against Sanji’s ear. His bangs fan across the bridge of his nose, tickling gently, but Sanji is too used to the feeling of them splayed across his face to be bothered.

“I was … cold,” Zoro explains.

Sanji hums a sound of assent, then closes his eyes again, content to return to sleep now that he has his answer.

It takes him about thirty whole seconds — which is far too long; just how deep was that sleep, anyway? — to realize something about that statement is fundamentally wrong.

The Moss-Head came to my bed because he’s cold…?

Zoro coming to his bunk, while a new development in their new relationship, is normal. This is supported by Zoro’s brazenness and overall comfort pressing feather-light kisses down the side of Sanji’s neck. So easily, he draws soft, weak sounds of content pleasure from Sanji’s unwilling but un-opposing mouth.

Thankfully, he’s now roused enough to probe the Sunny with his observation haki. Luffy, Usopp, Chopper, Brook and Jinbei, all accounted for in the boys’ room, fast asleep. Franky and sweet Robin, up and about, on the deck for night watch duty. Precious Nami getting her beauty sleep in the lovely women’s quarters.

Still, something feels off.

Zoro .. came to Sanji’s bed .. because he is cold….

Then, as Sanji leans back against Zoro’s shirtless chest with a pleased hum, it hits him like a warm gust of Alabastian wind forewarning the next khamsin. “You don’t even get cold.”

Zoro snorts.

Hope you guys enjoyed this snippet!! I’d loved to hear what you think so far.

This idea came to me a couple weeks ago, and I thought it was just too damn cute not to write out. The rest can be found on here on ao3!

Trimming his hair

(Victor’s just shy😏)

the party ended 5 months ago and i’m still here