Ishimahara

 “MY DOOR!!” With clenched fists, you drew your hands down to your sides and quickly stepped over the wooden debris in the entry way, making your way outside in front of the space where the door once stood. You had made it just in time to see the drunk man land in a heap at the bottom of the hill, and your door landing with a splintered crash a few feet away from his body. You could barely hear the man groan in pain over your own groan of frustration as you zeroed in on the broken door from your place on top of the hill. “B-Balto!!” The shorter male companion staggered past you, taking extra care to create distance

 “What is ______-san like, Captain?” Law stared down at the small Den Den Mushi, somewhat taken aback by the sudden question. “What?” “What is she like? We’ve only talked to her a few times, so we don’t know much about her.” “Is she pretty?” “She sounds cute!” “______-san is a woman, right?” “Why does it matter what she’s like?” “We want to know who the woman who saved you is like, Captain! She didn’t seem too surprised when she found out you were a pirate captain, and she’s been helping you ever since you woke up

----Warning: mention of blood and very little gore ahead----- You stabbed at a floating potato in annoyance. The smell of your delicious stew filled your nostrils as you stared at the pot on the stove with a wooden ladle in hand. This was the fourth time in the past few days that you found yourself standing in the same spot, unsure of what you were doing.  The first time was when you first pulled Law into your home, making tea to calm your nerves before…the incident. You gently touched the bandages on your neck, now hidden by a turtleneck sweater. The second and third time were also spent making tea, but mainly questioning whether o

“A bear.” “A polar bear!” “It’s just a stuffed animal, ______-ya.” “But it’s so cute! I can still see the price tag hanging off the foot - do you think he got it here?” You whipped your head back to Law’s un-interested face, excitement covering your own. A bright grin started forming on your face as you bounced from one foot to the other. “Should I go ask him?” Law gave you a stern look, grey eyes staring you down in disbelief as he adjusted his mushroom-shaped hat. “Don’t even think about it. They’re here to see the animals, not a weird woman

“You should bathe.” Law gave the young woman a deadpan expression, mouth slightly agape as he processed her blunt words. His own words were caught in his throat as the gears in his head struggled to kickstart after waking up, clouded in fatigue in an unfamiliar environment. The young woman tilted her head to the right, then blinked her (e/c) eyes with a hint of sheepishness as realization seemed to slap her in the face. “Ah, I’m sorry. That’s probably something you wouldn’t want to hear waking up.” The woman muttered. There was a pregnant pause. “How are you feeling?” “I-.”

*Mentions of blood ahead. “Uck!” Stumbling back, your hood flew off as a sudden strong gust of rain and wind blew past you. Body straightening up, your hands flew up to struggle against the wind to bring your hood back down. Your hands fisted by the sides of your head, bunching the fabric of the hood of your coat between your fingers. Tugging the fabric closer, you glanced up at the night sky, lips pursing as you noticed the rain beginning to lighten. Heaving a sigh, your gaze focused back down in front and you picked up your pace, boots dredging through wet sand as you did your best not to slip. The ocean waves dragged across

warnings for mild language. I think. (Y/N) groans as she goes inside the building of her college. Hurry steps take her as fast as they can towards her classroom, where she knows her teacher, Mr. Dracule, will chew her up alive; but this wasn't her fault to begin with. It was his. Goddamn you— "Miss, (L/N)!" Mr. Dracule calls her name as soon as she opens the doors to the classroom. The eyes of her classmates, glued onto her frame, thanks to Mr. Dracule acknowledgements. "Thank you for gracing us with your presence." "I apologize for the lateness, Mr. Dracule."... (Y/N) says walking to her usual spot in the audience, "traffic jam." He st

    Upon entering the bar, you quickly ran over to Nami with an exuberant grin on your face. "Nami, you won't believe the day I had!" You sighed dreamily. Nami squealed, pausing her cleaning of the countertop and giving you her full attention. "Let's hear it!"    "Ok, so I just so happen to have this really attractive neighbor who I ate breakfast with the other day, and today we went out again for dinner and he introduced me to his friends! Nami, he is so amazing. I mean knowing my luck this is all probably one sided and he was probably just being nice, but he's just so... Ugh." You smiled. Nami clapped her hands together happily and squeal

The stones crunched underneath your feet as you walked over a gravel in a random direction, hoping to find something you would recognize. A sad sigh left your lips when you walked towards the amusement park after recognizing a point on the island. The things around you made the feeling of anger and sadness worse, seeing the other people smiling brightly and other eyes watching every movement from everyone around. Their preying eyes searching for things to take, humans to grab and sell them off. A shiver ran down your spine thinking back at it and your eyes travelled up to a Ferris wheel. It was the same as back then, everything was the identi