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#Trafalgar Law
attyattlaw · 3 days
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somewhere in the north blue
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tall dad.
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lazychimken · 2 days
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These boys really need to mind their own business 🙄 (takes place during Swallow Island)
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oxymorayuri · 2 days
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❞𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞❝
Headcanons with my favorite boyssss [ Ace | Kid | Law | Doffy ] Wordcount » 1234 (lol no way... you see it? 1234...) Info » just cute things ;3
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𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓: Ace: qmech | Kid: skxviii | Law: oyasumi_mofu | Doffy: Hijiki_DaiXt
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𝑃𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑔𝑎𝑠 𝐷. 𝐴𝑐𝑒
You both get partner tattoos instead of wedding rings but not something lame like a circle around the ring finger rather something small and personal. You have a little flame on the side of your thigh and he has one on his chest that has something to do with you. Maybe you have a devil fruit or a special weapon? It's up to you :p
You never thought you'd cry at your wedding ceremony because Ace let the most beautiful vows EVER leave his lips. His words were typically Ace and in between your tears he made you laugh. You were almost ashamed when it was your turn because you just wanted to repeat a sentence he once said to you but you changed it a bit… "I'm not interested in living a thousand years, it's enough for me to survive today with you." You spoke. Ace recognized the words immediately and remembered the conversation you shared in the past with a broad grin. He almost yanked you to him and kissed your lips even though the priest hadn't even given his blessing yet. But he doesn't care, he doesn't need the priest's blessings when he has you.
He definitely had his own thoughts about the wedding. For example, he has looked into various traditions… but it seems like he got something wrong… Instead of carrying you bridal style over the doorstep, he carried you all day. As soon as you set foot on the floor to get a new drink, he picked you up in his arms. His statement? "Come on love, when will I have the chance to carry you in your wedding dress again?". Okay that's smooth.
𝐸𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝐾𝑖𝑑
Kid probably would never have proposed to you on his own. You've been together for so long now and every time you've seen a married couple your mood has soured. You were annoyed and also disgusted and one day Killer asked you about it and in the conversation you ironically realized that you also wanted to get married lol… when you were with Kid in his workshop you casually mentioned, that you thought it would be a good idea for the two of you to get married as he was working on one of his new creations. He froze at the word marriage and the next second his machine caught fire because he held the welding rod on it for too long. You both panicked and put out the fire and you realized that he found the topic unpleasant and unnecessary, but you are you and you get everything you want, even if you have to force him! Luckily for you, Killer told you that Kid likes the idea of you committing to him forever, but pshht… otherwise Killer will lose his life.
He will send you away if you want to ask him something about the wedding planning or want his opinion. He'll just tell you that you can do whatever you think is necessary (ugh). You think it's a bit of a shame but you don't mind, you just want him to feel comfortable at his own wedding. After all, it's not just yours. But if it were up to him, he would simply put the ring on your finger and seal your marriage with a big smooch on the lips. But later in the evening you notice that he has circled options he likes or left little notes on your wedding plans and that's when you know you're marrying the right one.
he forges your rings and is quite proud of his work, but secretly nags Killer that he is unsure whether you like the rings. When he saw the sparkle in your eyes and heard your words about how much you love the rings, his heart stopped for a moment only to beat extremely fast. He wanted to marry you right on the spot, but he knows how much love you put into the planning. Happy wife happy life lol.
𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝐷. 𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐿𝑎𝑤
A grand wedding with everyone (including the straw hats etc.) is planned, but he has other plans and takes you to the most romantic place to have a wedding ceremony just for the two of you. The party can still take place afterwards with everyone, you are a little social butterfly after all, but the wedding ceremony? That's between you and him <3
Law, similar to Ace, would want partner tattoos instead of real rings but rather in an intimate place where only both of you will see it… if you know what I mean ;) It's safe to say he'll shower your tattoo with kisses everytime when you're getting busy.
He has already seen you (without you knowing it) in your wedding dress. He knew exactly what was going on when you waltzed happily past him with a big package... And even if he hesitated for a moment, he followed you discreetly like a pretty good stalker… He peered through the gap of the door to the room you shared. You were apparently so excited that you hadn't even closed the door. He heard you squealing happily in the bathroom and without really realizing it, he held his breath until you came out of the bathroom. And then you stood there in your beautiful white dress. The feeling in his chest increased rapidly as he watched you twirl in front of the mirror like a princess. Your laughter makes him grin… "I guess she's just as happy as I am that we're getting married..." he thought to himself with a satisfied expression as he let go of the door and walked away. He leaves you a little moment for yourself and your joy, he'll see you walking towards him soon anyway. He is pretty sure that he will never forget that moment. The sight of you walking towards him will be engraved in his brain.
𝐷𝑜𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑥𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝐷𝑜𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑜
You want fireworks that paint your faces in the sky? A thousand white doves that are released when you kiss? A 10 meter high chocolate fountain? A wedding in pink? No problem. Your list is long and you get everything you want. Doflamingo will put together the perfect team to fulfill your every wish. Money doesn't matter, but you do.
You get a ring with a gemstone you've never seen before. Even if you express your doubts that you are afraid of losing this precious ring, Doffy reacts almost insulted. You are the rarest and most valuable gemstone in the world. If you lose the ring, he'll have a new one before you know it.
It's going to be a big big wedding BUT not many people are invited because there's a chance of someone ruining it. Whoever is invited is a big figure or part of the family. Everything is secured but not in an oppressive way. It all plays in the background, because if there were security guards everywhere it would ruin your perfect wedding picture. Nobody is allowed to ruin this day for you and him and if they do, they will pay for it. He also has the wedding broadcast live on TV so that everyone can see that he's marrying the most beautiful woman in the world. How extra.
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I hope you enjoyed reading it. See you next time <3
𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒖𝒓𝒊 ♡
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sakura-rose12 · 3 days
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Hide and seek!
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merbear25 · 2 days
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hello dear can I request promp 14 with Law? fem! reader and nsfw, thank you 😘
Hello, lovely! I realized the other day that I hadn't written for Law in quite awhile, so I was excited to get back into it! I hope you enjoy what I came up with 💜💜
Caught in the act
CW: NSFW!! MDNI!! fem!reader, male masturbation, oral sex (male receiving), vaginal penetration, cream pie, light choking and hairpulling
Ever since joining the Heart Pirates, Law took a strong liking to you. Sure, you'd proven yourself long before officially joining them, but once apart of the crew, it seemed like you truly allowed your personality to shine―and those rays were something he could lose track of time basking in.
The more he came to know you, the more he yearned from you. Upon coming to this realization, he pulled back from interacting with you in hopes of smothering the growing flames of desire the best he could. However, they'd grown out of control and were rapidly engulfing him.
Having suppressed his feelings for you for far too long, he was now at his breaking point. The way you swayed your hips, the face you made when you concentrated, the sound of your laugh: each of these swarmed his thoughts, leaving him to relish in his deepest and most private fantasies. Each night presented itself as a testiment to his self-control, of which was an uphill battle.
That night was full of bonding: exchanging stories, laughs, and some secrets. The nonchalant nature of trading secrets struck fear in Law―the fear of being asked and potentially blurting out the one that was in the forefront of his mind. Excusing himself, he made a beeline for his bedroom.
His urges were growing stronger, making them damn near impossible to neglect anymore. Sitting in his room, he contemplated whether or not to surrender to desire. Thinking of how disrespectful it would be to touch himself as you exchanged stories with the others just down the hall made him sick. He felt as if he'd been reduced to a pathetic pervert with no sense of restraint. God, but your charm was far too alluring.
The growing lust under his pants was becoming more and more difficult to ignore. Unzipping his jeans and letting his arousal spring free, he hesitated. Thinking how he'd be able to get the job done more quickly, he reached for a photo of you he kept in the drawer of his bedside table. You looked stunning that day.
Peering down at the picture, he began rutting in his open palm. The delicate smile on your face, the beauty held in your poise, such memories flooded his mind as he inched closer and closer to the edge.
Lost in his fantasies, he didn't hear you calling for him. It was only when he heard a gasp that he noticed your presence.
Being quick to cover himself, he immediately made up an excuse, "It's not what it looks like!"
"Is that my picture?" You shrieked, unable to contain how appalled you were.
"Stop shouting!" He hushed, his face burning with the intensity that could melt the surroundings.
Your utter shock aside, you couldn't help but notice how well-endowed he was. Confliction of the current situation had you torn: should you let this moment damper your relationship with him or take this as an opportunity to explore other avenues?
You could never deny the attraction you had towards Law, making the latter an easy option to pursue. Stepping forward, you held a neediness in your eyes.
His posture became rigid as you came closer. In spite of the obvious sultry look you were giving him, his nerves were persistent.
"I could help you with that, you know."
Glancing down at his still stiffened member, he gripped the side of the bed as he nodded for you to assist him.
Easing yourself between his legs, you treated him to the wonderland which was your mouth. Licking the underside of his eagerness, you trailed your tongue up to the tip before taking as much of him as you could.
The swirling of your tongue and sucking motion made your mouth all too tempting. Placing his hand on the top of your head, he timidly grabbed your hair, giving you unspoken approval.
"Wait."
Looking up at him, your first thought was that he wasn't enjoying it.
"I want to feel all of you," he admitted, gently leading you up from the floor and guiding you on your back. Watching you get into position, he tugged his clothes off before moving ontop of you.
Planting a firm kiss on your lips, the both of you could feel each fiber of your beings searing as you dived deeper into the pools of euphoria.
Promptly removing your bottoms and discarding them along with your panties across the room, he aligned his reddened tip with your weeping slit. The hunger in his eyes were mirrored in yours.
Easing into you, finally being able to indulge in your warmth made something in him snap. Gripping your hips, he swiftly went into deep and forceful thrusts. Not wanting to hold back any longer, the sweet mewls of pleasure passing over your lovely lips were just the encouragement he needed.
Seeing you unravel on him, he couldn't resist wrapping his fingers around your delicate throat. The intensity in your moans grew more desperate, making him tighten his grip a bit.
You were making quite the spectacle of yourself with each surge of pleasure coursing through you. As you moved in complete harmony, he blanketed your body with his, pressing your twitching form firmly against him.
With the increasing force of his cock bullying its way deeper inside, your fingers tangled themselves in his dark locks and tugged at them. Earning yourself a deep growl from Law, he only dialed up the urgency: keeping a firm grip around your throat and bucking more harshly.
Being assaulted by the animalistic need for each other, you were overcome with shockwaves signaling throughout your bodies, which led to an electrifying peak to that night's events. The rush of him filling you with each drop of white lust sent you into a frenzy, causing your body to cling to him as you rode out this madness.
Panting from the lingering waves pulsing through you, he peered down at your spent form. His once lustful gaze now replaced by affection and tenderness.
Cupping the side of your face, he stroked your cheek before placing a loving peck on your forehead. You both wished you could stay like this forever, wrapped in each other's embrace.
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eclipsepunki · 3 days
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look at my surgeon yall im gonna die 😭😭
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mugiwara-lucy · 3 days
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That comeback from Luffy 🔥
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nina-ya · 9 hours
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Can I request Zoro, Kid, and Law (separately) where their respective crew are going to like (whether it be for a mission or just for fun), a fancy event where they need to dress up, and the dress is like dressed up, and is so pretty, that the boys can’t resist and doesn’t stop kissing them? Idk, I thought it’d be cute and I love needy men who are so in love with their partner lol
One Piece Men Being Needy (Zoro, Kid, and Law)
Pairings: Zoro x reader, Kid x reader, Law x reader (all separate) CW: Suggestive content. A lot of implied sex. Just,,,... i fear i wrote this with nothing but sinful thoughts in mind HAHADJK WC: ~1.9k total A/N: I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME THIS LONG TO GET TO THIS BUT I AM HERE HI!! This was on my mind for much longer than i would ever admit so anon i greatly thank you for letting me write about them in this context hugs and kisses to you <3
You never expected such a simple choice in attire to stir such a reaction from Zoro. His intense gaze did not leave you the moment you stepped foot off the ship, dressed to the nines for the banquet. 
Throughout the evening, Zoro could not keep his hands off of you. Whether it was a firm grasp on your waist, pulling you close to his side, or a sly touch under the table, he seemed off tonight. And the kisses, oh, the kisses were something else. More frequent than usual, each one leaving you wanting more.
What really caught you off guard was when he pulled you onto his lap, holding you close as if he never wanted to let go. 
“Zoro,” you whispered, a playful smile dancing on your lips as you felt his own lips planting kisses along your exposed neck and shoulder, “what’s gotten into you tonight?”
He smiled against your skin, his arms tightening around your waist as he murmured back, “Just couldn’t resist.”
You tilted your head to make eye contact with him, “Well, I’m not complaining,” you teased, reaching up to briefly run your hand through his hair. 
Zoro’s smile widened at your playful response, his gaze meeting yours with a warmth that made your heart flutter just as fast as the day you first met him. “Glad to hear it,” he said, leaning in to capture your lips in a tender kiss. The two of you were lost in your own little world, focusing on the feeling of your lips against each other as the banquet faded in the background. 
But moments like these can’t last forever, and your attention was pulled to a familiar voice calling your names. You glanced over to see Nami approaching, a sly smile on her face as she caught the sight of the two of you. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” she teased, her voice dripping with amusement. "Sucking each other's faces off, are we?"
You and Zoro quickly pulled apart, though the warmth of his embrace lingered on your skin. "Nami!" you exclaimed, feeling a rush of embarrassment heat up your cheeks.
Zoro just grunted in response, avoiding eye contact with Nami. If you looked closely, you could point out the smallest hint of redness creeping up onto his cheeks.
Nami chuckled at your reaction, clearly enjoying the opportunity to tease you both. "It’s not like you’re really hiding it well," she said with a laugh before turning to head back to the dance floor. 
You couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed at Nami’s teasing, letting out a nervous laugh as she walked away. Zoro seemed amused by the whole situation, and went right back to planting kisses down your neck. His trail of kisses made their way up to your ear when he muttered into your ear, “She’s right. We are kind of making this obvious. Why don’t we cut this short and head back to the ship?” - - -
You were putting the finishing touches on your makeup when the door behind you swung open, pulling you out of your concentration. You shifted your attention in the mirror to see Kid standing in the doorway, dressed in a more formal attire for the night's events. 
He strolled into the room, walking up behind you snaking his arms around your waist as he admired you through the mirror. “You look gorgeous.” He commented, planting a kiss against your temple. He looked down and his eyes focused on the lipstick in your hand and a smirk played on his lips. “Is that mine?” he asked.
You hummed in response as you cleaned up one of the edges. “This looked like the perfect shade,” you pulled back from the mirror and tilted your head to admire your makeup, “and it seems like I was right.” 
Kid's smirk widened as he watched you, a playful glint in his eye. "Well, I suppose you have good taste," he teased, reaching out to take the lipstick from your hand. "But you know the rules, sweetheart. You gotta pay a price to borrow that."
Before you could protest, Kid leaned in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss. His lips were warm against yours, but just as quickly as it began, Kid pulled back, a smirk spreading across his face as you both took in the sight of your lipstick smeared at the edges.
You scolded Kid, lightly shoving his arm as you reached for your makeup remover. "You're going to make us late!" you exclaimed, though there was a hint of amusement in your voice as you dabbed at the smudged lipstick.
Kid chuckled, his arms still wrapped around your waist as he leaned in to press a kiss to your cheek, leaving another mark in the process. "Relax, sweetheart," he murmured, his breath warm against your skin. "We've got plenty of time."
As you worked to fix your makeup, Kid's hands roamed over your waist and shoulders, his touch light and affectionate as he trailed kisses along your neck, leaving more of a mess for you to clean up. "You know," he said, his voice low and husky, “you should dress like this more often. You look absolutely beautiful."
You couldn't help but enjoy the compliments he’s throwing your way along with the feeling of his large hands tracing your body, giving squeezes ever so often. "Are you trying to flatter me?" you teased, glancing at him through the mirror. 
You could feel Kid's lips curl into a playful smirk against your skin as he responded "Is it working?" he murmured, looking up to lock eyes with yours in the reflection of the mirror. "Because I have a proposition for you."
Your heart was already jumping out of your chest and yet it managed to beat just a bit faster as your curiosity heightened by his words. "Oh? And what might that be?" you asked, unable to hide the anticipation in your voice.
His hands trailed lower, fingers brushing over the curve of your hips as he leaned in to whisper in your ear. "You know, we don't have to go to the event," he suggested, his voice laced with desire. "We don’t have to go out. We could stay right here. "
Excitement bubbled in your stomach at his suggestion. You placed down the items in your hand and turned around, draping your arms over his shoulders, leaning in., "And what exactly did you have in mind that we do?" you teased, your own voice lust laden.
“I have a few ideas in mind,” he murmured. With a sly grin, Kid's hands moved under your thighs, hoisting you up to sit on the counter behind you. He closed the distance between you two, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. His lips moved hungrily against yours, leaving you absolutely breathless. He pulled your body against his and your hands threaded through his hair as you relished in the feelings. Yeah, you guys are not making it to that event. - - - Golden eyes fixated on you from across the room, the orbs drinking in every movement you made, every breath you took, every word you spoke as you effortlessly mingled with the other guests at the lavish gala that you had to attend for a mission. How was Law expected to focus when you looked utterly captivating? The moment you emerged from the cramped confines of the Polar Tangs’ bathroom, adorned in that breathtaking dress, he knew he was spellbound. The mission, albeit important, paled in comparison to the magnetic pull you seemed to have.
Gathering intelligence on the enemy crew’s whereabouts seemed a trivial task to Law compared to the challenge of tearing his gaze away from you. You charmed the guests around you, soft laughter spilling from your lips as you feign interest in their rather vacuous jokes. It all seemed so effortless to you. As if in a trance, Law found himself setting down his champagne glass on the nearest counter, his feet making unconscious strides drawing him in your direction. 
You stole a glance in his direction and noticed Law drawing nearer, seemingly with an urgent thought on his mind. The other guests, too, couldn’t help but notice his presence, their curiosity heightened by his sudden intrusion into your conversation.
“Excuse us for a moment,” Law simply said, his voice low, yet resolute as he grabbed your hand and led you away from the crowd. He offered a quick apology to the guests you were engaged in a conversation with, and you allowed yourself to be guided by him, confusion and anticipation filling you as you were whisked away.
He guided you with purpose, turning corner after corner until you reached a seemingly secluded area. You opened your mouth to speak, but before a single word could escape, his lips crashed against yours in an urgent kiss. His hands snaked around your waist, pulling you close as he deepened the kiss with such an intensity that you couldn’t even process what was going on. His lips were warm and insistent against yours, and you melted into his embrace.
Lost in the intoxicating feelings of the kiss, you forgot about the world around you, the mission being pushed in the depths of your mind as you are consumed by the sensation of Laws’s lips against yours. But just as quickly as it began, Law reluctantly pulled back, your ragged breaths mingling with each other as he gazed deeply into your eyes. “I just couldn’t resist,” he confessed, his voice filled with need, each word charged with an undeniable desire. “You look absolutely stunning tonight.” 
“Law,” you began, your words breathy as you recovered from the previous kiss, “the mission, we need to get back to- mph!” He silenced you with another kiss. The way his lips moved against yours threatened to consume you entirely before you lightly pushed on his chest to separate the two of you. 
“Don’t worry about the mission.” he muttered, placing a chaste kiss on your lips before continuing, “I’ve got the information we need.” His words were accompanied by the rapid thumping of his heart against your palm, mirroring the frantic beat of your own. “You look just so,” he started planting wet kisses down your neck as his hands danced down the sides of your body, pulling a small gasp from you as he gave your ass a firm squeeze. As his lips made their way back up to your ear, he finished his thought, “enchanting. You just look utterly enchanting, and I would like to  take advantage of this.” You could practically hear the smirk in his words while he guided you backwards until your back made contact with the wall behind you. Law was certainly going to make it clear that nothing else mattered in that moment except the two of you.
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shima-draws · 2 days
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Luffy: I have just one rule here
Luffy: No kissing my cook :)
Law: I. Don’t think that’s going to be a problem
Luffy: You haven’t seen him! So don’t say that yet!!
Sanji, blowing out of the galley looking like a fucking angel from heaven: Food’s ready! 😊
Law:
Law: Um. Uh 😳
Luffy: What did I tell you!!
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punkhazardlaw · 18 hours
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One Piece Textposts/Tweets/Memes Pt. 10
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Masterlist
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attyattlaw · 2 days
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when dog eyes go 👀
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percivore · 3 days
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The first few nights in wano were probably very stressful, I wonder how zoro will help law relax hrm ?
X2 full colour illustrations up on Patreon 18+ 👇
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fem law and girls
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coraissant · 3 days
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he hasn’t grown into his hat yet.
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bby-deerling · 15 hours
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hello august moon (law x reader)
law can't figure out why he's been feeling so off lately, though he suspects you have something to do with it
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i've been having brainrot after reading the law light novel and have been thinking about law falling in love for the first time <3 in my head both him and reader are pretty young (~18-ish)
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For the past few months, Trafalgar Law has been thoroughly distracted and completely out of sorts.  Stomach tied in knots, he feels a pervasive sense of anxiety after dinner each evening that only quells when you slip into his office to spend time reading alongside him for a while, an unconscious ritual you’ve developed over the past few months.  He chalks his swirling emotions up to general teenage moodiness and angst and doesn’t read too much into the cluster of complicated feelings that have settled in his gut, until they up and refuse to dissipate, causing him to be forced to examine them more closely.  Following leads and frayed strings every which way leads to a tangled mess of disjointed introspection, but both ends of the thread always seem to lead back to one place—you.  For some reason, you soothe the strange uneasiness in his gut, but treating the symptoms doesn’t address the root cause, and naturally, he becomes fixated on finding out why you calm him down, and deciphering what has him so bothered in the first place.
Law had never paid too much mind to the snickers and giggles from your friends that seemed to always follow behind the two of you.  Penguin likens the way you trail behind your captain to the reverent waddling of a lost duckling, while Shachi bluntly says you simper over him like a lost puppy.  But to Law, the way you two are attached at the hip is no different to the way Bepo sometimes clings to his side; though you are a bright asset to the crew—clever, resourceful and analytical—your insides were equal parts mangled, broken and not used to being shown kindness, so it only seemed natural that you’d want to stick close to your captain’s side until you were comfortable enough to open up to the rest of your crewmates.  Law was used to this song and dance, of picking up strays on a whim and tucking them close under his wing until they got the courage to venture out—but now that you’ve began spending a portion of your evenings letting Shachi twist your hair into intricate braids or playing cards with Hakugan, it somehow feels like a knife in the gut, a loss too deep to put into words as he feels himself dipping lower on your priority list.
He's aware enough to know his thoughts aren’t rational—you still spend a sizable chunk of your evening curled up on his office sofa with a book in your hand and his head in your lap—but, drowning too deeply in his emotions to care, he steeps in his discontent, wondering why it affects him so very much to miss out on an extra hour or so of time unwinding with you each day.  He should be proud of your growth, and truly, he is, but he misses having full command of your attention for reasons he can’t quite sort out yet.  However, things suddenly begin to make more sense when you lean your back against his shoulder one evening, legs draped across the length of his office couch and pharmacology book in hand. 
As he turns his head and watches you hastily scribble down notes, biting your cheeks as you focus, something clicks; he suddenly gets it.  Taking in the determined flurry of your motions, the soft pout on your face, and the loose strands of hair haphazardly falling into your line of sight, Trafalgar Law realizes that he has feelings for you—feelings that are somehow more profound than the care and love he has for the rest of his crew, ones that he’s never felt before, and never envisioned himself experiencing.  The sensation washes over him all at once like a bucket of warm water dumped over his head, and the complicated mix of emotions that have been plaguing him amplify tenfold.  Cheeks tinting pink, he suddenly understands why he feels like he’s going to throw up while catching a glimpse of you giggling and laughing while Shachi does your hair, or why he grumbles under his breath when he sees you cuddling with Bepo—he was jealous.  He feels so silly now for not realizing it sooner; in retrospect it seems quite obvious that he’s enamored with you, but his ignorance had simply associated the twisting feelings in his chest and swells of admiration with the deep friendship you two shared—and to an extent the emotions and your platonic connection were intertwined—but there was something special and intangible about the way he feels when he’s with you.   He finds himself wanting to hold you, kiss you, be close to you and not let go; Law loves you.
With an epiphany reached, a more complicated issue now lies in front of him—how to address it.  His mind tells him to bide his time, to carefully observe you until he’s certain you feel the same way, but an urge deep in his bones screams at him to abandon his usual controlled, collected approach to difficult situations and act on impulse, to show you how he feels and deal with the rest later.  Obeying his instincts, he tests the waters, taking a shaky inhale as he leans his head down and presses his lips to the top of your head; rattled by his nerves, the kiss is hesitant and gentle, a mere brush against your hair, but he feels you melt all the same.  Laying back and placing your head in his lap, you gaze up at him, doe eyes full of reverence.  Though he was certain you enjoyed his company independent of any secret admiration tucked away in your chest, he realizes that though he had been brushing Shachi and Penguin’s words off, their teasing was more than accurate—you adore him—that much was clear from the spark in your eyes as you gingerly take his hand and place a kiss to his knuckles.
Holding the side of your face, he gives you a crooked smile as he absentmindedly runs his thumb back and forth across your cheek.  Face turning warm to the touch, you lean into the affectionate motions contently, humming with satisfaction as you soak in each graze of his skin against yours, engraving the sensation into your memory.
Law isn’t quite ready to kiss you properly, but the tingling thrill of his lips pressing against your forehead is more than enough for the both of you right now; the storm in his chest fades away for good this time, warded off by the affection present in the soft upward curl of your lips.
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