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jadedrrose · 8 months
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Taking Care Of Him
Short fic where reader takes care of Law after the crew is ambushed :) I actually wrote this months ago but decided I’d post it now since I haven’t been writing due to my botw/hwaoc fixation lol
Warnings: fluff, mention of a wound, g/n reader
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Normally, after any type of fight, Law would get the crew in order and make sure nobody was badly injured, ensuring he had nothing to worry about. But this time was different.
You’d been ambushed, this time. Most of the crew had been out on the deck, enjoying the sunshine. It was then that another pirate group attacked, presumably to take any poneglyphs or something of that nature. But, you’d all fought them off, winning the battle. So things seemed alright, until you realized Law wasn’t ordering everyone to go over injuries.
You caught sight of his spotted hat, quickly realizing he was injured, laid on the wooden planks of the deck. “Law!”
You ran over to him, the others gasping as they watched, all wondering aloud if their captain was okay.
Reaching his side, you found that he was clutching a hand to his left arm, and appeared pretty banged up from the fight. You gently grabbed his shoulders, looking your boyfriend over. “Law? Are you okay-“
“I’m fine. Go help the others,” he muttered, trying to act as though he was fine. He always got like this; not liking to accept help or admit that he’d been injured. Law was used to taking care of and healing others, not the reverse situation.
“No, you’re hurt,” you snapped, trying to pull him off the ground. “And I’m going to help you, whether you like it or not.”
He sighed, but decided to stand up for you and allow you to guide him down to the operation room.
Other than some bruising, the only concerning injury was the cut on his left arm. Apparently the enemy pirate’s captain had sliced him pretty well. It was nothing that wouldn’t heal, though. So you cleaned the wound before wrapping it up.
As Law grumpily sat on your bed after finishing up in the operation room, you held a warm cloth in your hand, wiping off any dirt or dried blood from his skin. “I can do this myself, y/n,” he grumbled, pouting as he spoke.
“I don’t doubt that,” you lightly chuckled, holding his wrist as you wiped around the tattoo of his right arm. “But you fought so hard, I wanna take care of you. Give you a break, y’know?”
“I’ll be fine,” he tried protesting, but you shook your head.
“Nope, just relax and let me take care of you, baby.”
Law finally sighed, letting his head fall back against his pillows. But he only got to rest for a couple seconds, as you quickly snatched his hat off of him.
“Oi! Y/n, what are you doing?”
“This needs to be cleaned,” you huffed, tossing it to the laundry basket kept in your room. “I don’t want it getting our bed dirty.”
Law rolled his eyes, now leaning on his arms rather than against the pillows. You took the opportunity to get closer to him, running a hand through his messy, raven locks.
“You look so cute like this,” you giggled.
You pushed his dark hair back and away from his forehead, lowering your head down so you could place a kiss on his skin. You smiled, continuing to play with his hair.
“Thank you,” Law suddenly mumbled, and you pulled your face back to look him in the eyes.
“What for?”
“For taking care of me,” he sighed, seeming like he didn’t want to admit it. It was endearing, honestly.
“You don’t have to thank me, baby,” you smiled sweetly, giving him another kiss. “I love taking care of you… actually.”
“Why?” Law asked, an eyebrow raised.
“Uh well you just… seem to overwork yourself, so I… y’know, feel happy seeing you so relaxed…”
“I see,” he whispered against your skin, his hot breath fanning onto it. Carefully, Law raised his hand to pull you down so that your lips could meet his. “I love you, y/n.”
Just before your lips connected, you smiled again, a warm blush covering your cheeks. “I love you too.”
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jadedxhearts · 2 months
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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞…
Having studied plants for years, you've become very familiar with the "aphrodisiac" type. And finally, you have an opportunity to experience your secret fantasy, with Law supervising.
Warnings: smut, fem bodied reader (no pronouns/gendered names), Law gets jealous of a plant, also probably one of the weirder smut fics I've written...
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Having spent your last few years studying all sorts of plants, you now knew many of the different types like the back of your hand; including the islands that they were native to. So, when your crew was making a stop to an island that you knew to have certain types of plants, you decided to divulge in a secret fantasy you’d had for some time now…
In all your years of studying botany, you’d become familiar with the plants labeled as “aphrodisiacs”. In particular, you’d always been fascinated by the type that could sprout tentacles from their roots. You knew the common physical traits, their locations, everything. But you had yet to see one in person. You could hardly remember when the filthy desire had started, but you did know for certain that you’d never wanted to try something the way you wanted this. And today you seemed to be in luck, as your crew stopped at a tropical island, one where the locals only lived near the beaches, away from the jungles. While there could be animals also driving them away, you knew of one plant that lied in the jungle, something that would certainly keep most people away. And you intended on finding it.
Law, your boyfriend, was skeptical of the whole thing. He could always tell when you were lying, and even though you’d told him “there’s some plants inhabiting the jungle that I’d like to check out”, a seemingly innocent thing to do, he’d somehow seen right through it. So, with some embarrassment on your end, you admitted your true reason about why you wished to find the plants. And to your surprise, Law was intrigued, agreeing to accompany you on the little journey.
So now, here you were, traversing the jungle with Law trailing behind you by a couple feet, katana in hand. You walked along the clearest path you could find, occasionally stopping to check out some plants. You were nearly an hour into the hike when you started to find hints of striking gold. The first thing to hit you was the sweet aroma of the air, the scent’s purpose to draw “prey” in, lure them directly to the plant you sought. The next sign was a clearing beginning in the dense vegetation. With an eagerness you’d never felt before, you headed straight for the center of the clearing, finding the exact plant you’d been searching for.
“Here it is!” You shouted back to Law, who was still standing at the tree line, clearly finding the whole thing odd. 
Hesitantly, he headed out from the trees and into the clearing, joining you about ten feet away from a small plant in the center of the clearing. It had some large leaves sprouting off the sides, with one beautiful pink flower in the middle of it. Its roots were slightly visible, and you knew very well exactly what some of these roots were capable of. Glancing between you and the plant, Law looked at you suspiciously. 
“This is it? I thought you said it was supposed to… you know…” he trailed off, averting his eyes.
“It will, it just needs some… waking up, I guess,” you explained. “Um… maybe, take a few steps back? Since I’m the one who… you know…”
Law nodded, not needing to be told twice. He headed closer to the tree line, leaning against one of the large trunks. He’d expressed not wanting to “get fucked by a plant”, as he’d called it, hence his apprehension to the whole thing. At the very least, he could enjoy watching you. 
You started by undressing down to your bra and panties, tossing your other clothes over to where Law stood. Then, you crouched down, waving a hand over the flower. It puffed out some sweet-scented dust, which you were able to identify as the aphrodisiac part of the plant. Upon breathing in the slightest amount, you found that you were already growing restless. Your heart rate picked up, and you could feel yourself aching from your core, growing more pathetically horny for this plant by the second. Still, through your cloudy mind, you were able to remember everything you needed to know about the plant. So next, you prodded at the plant’s leaves, gently stroking them to rouse it. Within seconds, there was a rumbling in the ground underneath you, and you watched with fascination as the plant’s roots began sprouting, green tentacles squirming around, searching for whatever dared to get too close. 
Standing back up to your full height, you waited, cunt throbbing as you observed the tentacles growing around you. Your mind was so foggy now, the desperate need to have the appendages take you blocking your regular thoughts that you didn’t even notice it when the tentacles headed for something else.
It wasn’t until you heard a shout that you some sense was put back into you, and you watched with wide eyes as the tentacles slid up Law’s legs and tangled around his arms, dragging him away from the trees and closer to where you stood.
“You said they wouldn’t bother me!” He shouted to you, trying to escape the plant's hold. 
“I-I didn’t think they would,” you replied, unsure of what to do. 
“Well tell me what the hell I'm supposed to do now!”
“Um, it’s best if you… just let them… have their way,” you timidly said, looking down to the tentacles wrapped around his legs, now prodding around at the top of Law’s jeans.
Groaning with annoyance, Law decided to just do as you’d said. It’s not like he could argue with you now away, as the sweet-smelling aphrodisiac pollen reached him, sending him under the same effect you’d had. You couldn’t lie, it excited you to be watching the scene unfolding before you. Only you wished the plants would pay some attention to you…
After seemingly struggling for a couple minutes, the tentacles were able to get Law’s jeans undone, pulling his hardened length out from his clothing. The plants squirmed with what you could only guess was excitement, as the smaller ends of the tentacles began wrapping around his cock, squeezing him and slowly jerking his member.
Law let out a deep whine, his head falling back as the little suckers on the under-side of the tentacles began sucking at the skin of his cock, one appendage taking its spot at the head of his length, suckling and smothering itself against his tip. Before long, hot spurts of seed began spilling from his cock as the tentacles worked at his length quickly.
The sight had your cunt aching, clenching around nothing as you wished so badly they would come and play with you, too. Any thought of being worried about Law was gone, your mind being overtaken by the affects of the pollen. Somehow, you needed to get the plant’s attention. Not knowing what else to do, you got on your hands and knees, raising your bottom into the air and trying to gain the attention of the tentacles. Swaying your ass around, you finally managed to get a few of the green appendages to wander over to you. Letting out a whiny sigh of relief, you drooled onto the jungle ground as you felt them creep up your legs, wrapping around and squeezing your thighs as the ends of the tentacles began prodding at your panties, looking for a way in.
Yes, yes, you thought, feeling them begin to wrap around the sides of your panties, tugging them away from your skin. Please fuck me…
When the first tentacle dipped into your dripping folds, you moaned in delight, pussy throbbing as you wanted nothing more than to suck it in and be stuffed. Agonizingly slowly, the tentacle slid into your aching hole, wriggling around and doing what you could only refer to as licking your velvety walls. As it reached deeper inside you, you began to cry and arch your back, the girth of the appendage stretching your cunt wide open. And as you moaned more and more, you caught more of the plant’s attention, other curious tentacles exploring your body as it seeked ways to please you. 
A few of the tentacles pulled at your bra, eventually tearing it from your chest as it grew impatient with the clothing. They began swarming your breasts, their little sucklers finding your nipples with ease. With a long, high-pitched moan, you allowed your mouth to hang open as you drooled from the pleasure you felt. 
One tentacle chose to take advantage of that, though, as it poked at your lips before sliding into your mouth, forcing you to suck on it. The plant seemed to like your reciprocation, and it began spurting some odd substance into your mouth, but you swallowed without question, finding that it tasted incredibly sweet. Though you figured out that it was only pumping more aphrodisiac into you quickly, as the effects started within seconds.
Your body felt so incredibly hot, your entire mind being overcome with lust as you could only think: more, more, more. You’d completely forgotten Law was even there, not caring about anything around you; only about what was in you. 
More and more tentacles joined the others already tangled around your body, pulling you closer and closer to the little flower. They fucked your holes roughly, rocking your entire body back and forth. The tentacle in your mouth was having fun making you choke on it, while the one in your cunt thrusted into you hastily, pumping its warm seed into you. Letting out choked screams around the appendage in your mouth, you began cumming around the other one, still not feeling satisfied and simply wanting more.
After the tentacles had cum inside you a few more times, leaving no more room for its seed as it spilled out from your cunt, they all suddenly went completely still, and all the horny confusion was instantly cleared from your mind. Feeling like you’d just awoken, you looked up to find that Law had sliced the plant apart, stopping it from using you any longer.
“Law,” you whined, shuddering as the aphrodisiac-seed pooled out of your pussy and around your thighs. “I wanted more…”
“Then I’ll give you more,” he grunted, tossing his katana away and practically pouncing onto you. 
“That thing wasn’t going to give you up,” he growled, pulling his cock out and quickly shoving himself inside your cunt. “And I wasn’t going to let it have what’s mine.” 
Moaning, you clutched at Law’s jacket and wrapped your legs around his waist. He’d never fucked you so hard or with such feral desire before, and god did it feel good. 
After stuffing you full of his own seed, and you cumming around his cock multiple times, it seemed the sex-pollen had finally cleared yours and Law’s systems, leaving you both a sweaty, exhausted mess.
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manszen · 3 months
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valentine’s day
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pairing. fem!reader x trafalgar law.
summary. law wonders how he can make it up to you.
contains. fluff, established relationship.
word count. 1.2k.
note. i may or may not have word vomited with this one.
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anyone could tell from the first impression that law isn’t someone you would consider a romantic.
his usually tight expression says so. he’s dry and blunt, gets easily irritated when something is out of his control — well, that’s just the way he is. but for whatever reason, you admire him for it.
he’s aware of where your relationship with him stands. it’s right there on the edge of a precipice, bound to tip over to the side that burdens the other. a beautiful disaster awaiting, so to speak.
his reason? you’re kind and he’s not. you’re gentle. he’s ruthless. you’re radiant. he’s gloomy.
polar opposites in every aspect. yet somehow, it works.
the two of you work.
it’s a bit unusual for him to be immersed in the thoughts of you. not that he doesn’t think of you — he does. but most of the time his mind is already preoccupied with his responsibilities as a captain, and as a doctor next.
he’s carrying multiple lives in his hands, after all.
but once he realizes there’s no one else in the rented inn that he shares with the rest of the crew, he allows himself to wonder about you just a little bit more.
you care for him, that much is obvious. when he forgets to do it for himself, you’re already there. gingerly reminding him that he’s the expert and he should know better. that even doctors need their rest and help from other people. all the while donning a cheeky smile on your face.
you take care of him all the more when no one else can reach him. sometimes at night, when the memories of his tormenting childhood come back to haunt him, you’re there — stroking the anxious creases between his brows, the frown curling on his lips; and the only thing helping him to calm down is your hushed whispers of ‘i’m here, you’re safe’, your tender embrace that soothes his inner child.
you’re that loving. and you never once complained at his own lack of sympathy, or at least, the little amount thereof.
the fact that you’re even used to his little episodes of isolation, his sudden avoidance from people that have nothing to do with you, you never kicked up a fuss.
it’s why he finds you disarming and beguiling at the same time.
and it makes him mad — so, so mad — that he’s difficult the way he is.
you don’t complain nor demand anything from him. as far as he can recall, it’s always you that gives, never takes anything for yourself.
it’s as if you already know he cares for you in a strange but honest way, and that is enough on its own.
law distractedly closes the medical book in his hand that’s long forgotten since he started thinking of you. suddenly, he feels worthless, trapped in his own body.
there’s a high chance you would feel unappreciated if this slack behavior of his goes on. he’s aware that most couples often express their affection — either by corny declarations or expensive gifts, whichever works — and that exactly where his dilemma lies.
he doesn’t do any of those.
he doesn’t feel the need to do any of those.
but that doesn’t mean he shouldn’t do any of those.
he groans. he can feel a headache coming from miles away. when he closes his eyes for a quick rest, he imagines you playfully scowling and ready to berate him for overworking his brain yet again.
“damn it,” he shakes his head. this is why he tries not to delve into his feelings. you make him feel warm all over and giddy.
he glances at the scenery past the open windows, watching the gentle wind breeze through the row of bushes outside. he sees something that piques his interest, and upon confirmation, unintentionally uses his powers to check it a tiny bit closer.
“room,” he commands, and the pale blue sphere immediately covers the area with him at its center. he unsheathes kikoku from her scabbard, and expertly severs the object he has his eyes on.
once he thinks he got it, he snatches a random napkin on the table and directs again, “shambles.”
whatever is exchanged in the center of his palm brings out a soft smile to his lips.
“hey, captain.”
in his haste, law hides his flustered hands beneath the table. “hey, you’re back early,” he coughs, seeing you so picturesque at the inn’s entry way.
“my feet are tired.” yawning, you saunter over to him. “did you have fun?”
“more or less. want to retire for the night?”
you nod.
he collects his things before leading you back to his room. he makes sure to not show his hands to you, but even if he does, you’re more fixated on the trinkets that are scattered around in the hallway.
“i think i like this inn better than the last one,” you muse.
he grunts as a reply, but then remembers about his earlier agenda — his newfound agenda of becoming a better boyfriend. “same here,” he says in between his teeth, earning him a puzzled look and an even more amused smile from you.
you don’t comment on his behavior. it’s silent for a while, only the sounds of your footsteps could be heard across the floor. he opens the door to his room, side-stepping to let you in first, which again, earned him a skeptical glance.
“ladies first,” he tries to be smooth, but heaven knows it sounds incredibly hoarse.
still, he’s grateful you don’t make a jab at him. you obediently enter his room and he follows after you. he watches your expression change from being wide-eyed to droopy, and there’s a silly little smile on your face as you sigh, “alone finally.”
you’re not alone, technically speaking. he’s with you inside the room. but law bites his tongue, refraining from letting his crude mouth run loose. instead, he observes you like a hawk as you stretch your arms above your head, yawning ungracefully as you do.
you’re saying something unintelligible. maybe asking what his plans are after dinner, or maybe when is the right time to go back sailing the seas. but he couldn’t care less about any of that.
right now, he’s deeply and immensely attracted, and he finds himself walking closer to you.
god damn it. how could someone look so beautiful and unguarded at the same time?
“law?”
“hmm?”
“are you alright?”
he’s now a few inches away from you, and with the height difference, you have nothing else to do but to look up at him. it makes him smirk, “never been better.”
you bite your lip.
“i missed you,” law admits after a moment, becoming serious all of a sudden.
he watches your eyes go wide, before lifting up one tattooed hand to brush your hair behind your ear, sneaking something through the strands of your hair.
a subtle fragrance drifts in the space between, and you reach out to touch where his hand has just been, “what’s this?”
“it’s hydrangea,” he mumbles, taking a long look at you then deciding that it suits you. it suits you very well, much to his relief. “it means gratitude and apology.”
you giggle. although, bewilderment is still apparent in your eyes, “what did you do this time, law?”
he shrugs. he’s not particularly asking for forgiveness, simply that he feels the need to do something — to give you something since he’s usually the one on the receiving end.
“already forgiven.”
law rolls his eyes, the grin you're wearing is too infectious. “you’re so easy to please.”
you chuckle, appreciating the flower — his flower — that he sneakily placed by your ear.
“and you’re a bit of a romantic when you want to be.”
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phsycochan · 6 months
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Mad man
Traflagar law / fem reader
Warnings:mention of blood
Angst
Hurt to comfort
Crying
Mention of death
Dissected head
Summary :law and emotions are not a good combination,law bursts at reader and reader ends up comforting him
Note : literally firsts scenario I write so tell me any mistakes or notes
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“Hey hey it's ok” you are trying your best to shush the poor girl lying in your arms, screaming and crying hysterically
“What's her name??” you asked still cradling the poor girl in your arms, she seemed 5 or 6 maybe ?
“Lami” the little boy answered seeming scared himself trying to put on a strong face “her name is Lami” he said those words and started crying
“Hey lami, what a sweet name you have” you tried to keep a smile on to the girl and the boy both of them seemed in a bad state “ Lami baby it is ok” you said with a soothing voice hugging the girl tight to your chest playing with her hair trying to comfort her
“Ma-Ma mama mama” sobs interfering each word and gasps escaping the little one
“They killed mama!” her sobs and screaming was already aching your heart and the little one word’s also caused another breakdown to the elder
He was trying to act strong ‘you thought’
You can't do anything, all that surrounds u are trees in the middle of the forest, it was supposed to be a peaceful walk with you and him away form the city but nothing prepared you to see such a sight in a calm place.
“Come on lami, look at me, breathe in and out ok?” you tried your best to calm her she was young,so young for whatever she saw,she was covered in blood not her own you assumed “ I am here with you ok ?” she seemed to have a better breathing pattern “and your big brother is here too” she didn't answer all she did was hug you
And it pained you so much
You didn't have to know a lot but seeing the blood on both kids and from the screaming the little boy did you realized that there mother was killed
How and who you didn't know
But apparently the two poor things have been wandering by them selves for around a day
You carried her and turned around
“Law?”
He seemed out of place just staring down at you and the younger ones giving you a blank stare
“Are you ok?” you said looking at him
It's not kids its something else, it's not the first time you two see something like that in fact you've seen worse but..,each time he held off a cold demeanor and stayed calm and acted accordingly, this time it's not like he panicked or anything but…
He is not acting like the usual law you know
He broke out out of his thought and said what almost same out as an unintentional snap at you
“Do you want me to carry her or something?!”
He himself was shocked of his response and your reaction to what he said wasn't far away form his own
“No”..you sighted “no I just want to bring both of them to the polar tang” you kept a calm face staring at him unsure why he was acting like this
Silent
“Oh”.. “Ok”
You started to walk with Lami on your shoulder and implied to the boy to follow you and he did, you walked a bit, then started to slow down when you noticed law is not following so you turned your body to face him.
He stared at you and realized he hasn't moved yet
“I can” he starteled a bit
“ I can shamble us back “
You gave him a questionable look
“As you want”
He gave you a nod and shambled all four back to the tang
Finally feeling at ease being on the tang, little girl already asleep clutching on you and a little boy seeming so scared and lost
and your man
Your man acting weird
“Law I will take both to the infirmary”
He stared at you
“Do whatever” he stormed out of the room
His response was odd, to him he never hesitated to give medical assistance to anyone in need, especially children, you weren't even sure if any needed medical assistance but the least he could do was check on them
He is a doctor
It was his pride
You went to the infirmary with the two,laid Lami on the bed while asking the boy
“And you, what's your name”
He seemed stupidly shocked by your question
“Oliver…my name is Oliver”
You gave a smile “and how old are you”
“9 and lami she is 5”
You ruffled his hair still keeping on a smile
“Did any of you get injured ?”
You already inspected both, yeah they both had dry blood on their clothes but no visible injuries
“No not anything important at least..but mum” he stared down and stated “pirated chopped her head off”
U didn't have a proper response, what can you even say ‘oh listen boy the world is unfair and bullshit?’ all you did was wrap your arms around him, he was frozen in space at first but he managed to hug you back
“You can cry you know….you don't have to act strong”
And that was the breaking point, he cried hysterically, so loud so agonizing, so painful, you rubbed his back
“Let it go”
He finished, he calmed down, detached himself and wiped his tears
“Thank you” was all he managed to say
You gave a weak smile and told him you will be right back
You head to Law’s room, knocking on the door
No answer
You knocked again
“Get lost!” was all you heard
You ignored him and just entered the room
“I thought I said get lost?!” he said in an unrecognizable tone, at least not a tone he would use on you, having a bunch of papers in front of him on the desk giving you a death stare.
“What's wrong?”
“What do you mean what's wrong” still same state and same hurting tone
You tried to keep your compusure and calm state
“You are acting weird..since we found the lami and oli…” he cutted you off mid sentence
“I am just in a bad mood ok?now get out!”he glared at you before returning back to his paper work
Instead of walking out you approached him, yeah sure his words fucking hurted but, law is not a man to act like this out of nothing
“You should at least check on them” you said in a calm tone staring at his back
“They seemed In a fine state to me” he spat out still his back still facing you
“ Lami and Oliver have been in the forest for about a day now..they may have a food poisoning or something from the forest and I already saw minor cuts on both of them so can you..”
You said while approaching while trying to rest his hand on his shoulder but then he slapped your hand and cutted you off again
“I said get the fuck out !” he didn't say it, he screamed it
You stared at him, tears threatening to fall
“We were literally fine minutes before we met them!” you screamed back
“And now I am not!” he sat in silence looking at your face now “or do you thing you are the only one that gets her stupid mood swings?”
You stared at him,more like glared at him, and left
Went to your room to gather some clothes that might fit the two
Lami was already awake and talking with Oliver
You checked both for cuts and wounds and took Lami to bath her and offered Oliver an empty shower and told him to take his time, took care of lami that seemed a lot more calm now and went to the kitchen to cook both of them a meal
“Thank you so much” Oliver said and Lami said right after him copying her brother “Thank u sister”
“Hey her name is not..oh right what's your name, sorry for not asking earlier”
You gave him a small smile “call my y/n….i know both of you are starving but food will be ready in minutes ok”
You tossed the tray in the oven
“I will be right back”
You went to your room to use your den den mushi to Call ikkaku, you explained the situation to her and told her to buy some clothes to both, explaining age and size precisely.
You fed both of them and offered some old comic books for them to pass time
“It's not fair I can't read!” you chuckled at Lami response for the you offering the comics, you were happy that she was easing up and not thinking about what happened to their mum
“ I will read for you lami stop annoying y/n” Oliver stated and gave a funny look to lami
“Fine fine you two stay here and read “
You didn't quite comprehend the situation, call it trauma response but you were glad they are not having a breakdown every five minutes, at least they still have a father is what you told yourself, their father left for a business trip and will be back in 3 days, 3 days to take care of the poor souls and then you can give them to their dad, how Oliver talked about him assured you he is actually a good man so you knew you are leaving them in safe hands
but what was currently consuming you alive was Law
He never acted like that, never screamed at you…man he never slapped your hand when you tried to touch him
He always leans into your touch no matter how heated things get between you two
What is happening to him?
Ikkaku, bepo,shachi, penguin, and the rest of the crew came back, while ikkaku already explained the situation for the rest everyone tried to ease both kids and make them forget about the incident
Stupid jokes from shachi and penguin
Bebo cuddling up with lami till she slept with her new clothes that ikkaku bought
You stared at all of them part of you was comforted and part of you still thinking about him, it's been all day and he still didn't get out of his room you thought
Man he didn't even eat, you wanted to go back in, talk to him ask him Confront him anything! But after he talked with you like that for no reason you just couldn't bring yourself to do so, if he stormed at you again you will lose it and you didn't want that
You told bepo to deliver his food but he refused to even open the door
Your mind was exhausted from him from all the tears you saw this day, from the venting you heard and comforting you did
You were stressed and exhausted and it showed in your face clearly,ikkaku asking if you are ok and you simply replied that both of you and law had a fight, over what? you yourself don't know
All the thoughts rumbling in your head were cut by him walking in the common room where all of yall are gathered
“Both of you get out of my sight”
He was staring at lami and Oliver, both seemed startled and not sure how to react to the scary man above them with eyes that felt like they were hunting them down
You didn't know how to react either, he is not like himself and the past encounter with him didn't help your thoughts either, you approached the two pointing to the corridor and telling them to go to your room trying to keep a smile on
After you were sure they were gone and while the crew still starring at law, not really having an idea of the reason behind his anger nor you did
You didn't want to argue with him but your own anger was seeping in your system so you just glared at him instead of saying anything
“Don’t fucking stare at me like that” the tension was rising in the room as much as a his own tone
You just gave the same death stare at him “or what?”
“Don’t fucking test me y/n”
“They are fucking kids' law !”
“And we are pirates y/n”
His answer saddened you and something inside you seemed to snap, pirates? He despised pirates that are rude to civilians and used their authority above them
Especially childrens
You were devastated, wanted to cry, shout and the moment of sad silence you had turned back in into anger but knowing that whatever conversation with your boyfriend ‘captain’ at the moment is probably useless in his current state
So You rolled your eyes at him and moved your eyes away from him moving towards your room “good night guys”
You went in and prepared a place for lami and Oliver to sleep in a room next to yours, and started getting ready for bed, staring at yourself in the mirror while brushing your teeth trying to think of a reason for his action you were desperate to justify what the fuck caused him to act this way
But there was no reason no matter how hard you tried to look for one
You snuggled into your bed trying to catch some sleep in the hope of easing the stupid headache that had accompanied you all-day and the fact that his usual comforting smell of him was all over your sheets didn't help with your thoughts or your stupid headache
How can you be so mad at someone yet miss them this bad? You cursed how stupid you sounded
‘Idiot’ you mumbled to yourself
Probably an hour passed by and sleep didn't seem like it was coming anytime soon, all you could do was staring the ceiling above you
Till you heard a knock on your door, you rushed to open, part of you scared that something happened since it is such a late hour for anyone to knock on your door.
You opened only to find law in front you with an expression that you never saw him wearing
‘Sad’
Yeah sure you saw him angry, devastated, cheesy, embarrassed, happy…but this?
Till him clutching on you,hugging you cutted of your thoughts
‘Oh’ you just hugged him back letting him in and closed the door all while he still connected to your body, you walked him into your bed sitting him down leaving his embrace and looking at him staring down
He stared down with his hand covering his face and waited for him to talk but all you faced was silence and heavy breathing filling the room, so you slightly moved next to him hugging his back trying to soothe him to talk
And nothing prepared you for what came next
Heavy sobs and gasps filled the room your own face was shocked
‘He is crying’
It was painful to watch a man as law
Crying
which for how long you've known him already was never this vulnerable in front of you
Or in front of anyone
You just hugged him tight which increased his own cries, you tried to move him till he faced your body, and removed his hands from his face, removing his tears and rubbing them dry trying to calm him down
“Its ok”…a Calm raspy voice escaped your mouth “You are ok”
His orbs staring at you while you still cupped his face with your hands then stared down
“My sister..” was all he managed to say
“Did she remind you of her ?” your mind started to connect the dots of what was in his mind
“My sister's name was lami”
You hugged him resting his head on your chest and stroking his hair trying to find a proper response
“You would think I am insane if I told you both have the same cry “
You held him tighter to your embrace and gave him a kiss on his hair
“You are not insane law”
She could feel him trembling beneath her, she had never seen him like this , and God it is so fucking painful
“Y/n…I fucking miss them,mum,dad,lami and …and Cora San”
“I am sure they are so proud of you law….they are in a better place now “
“I stormed at you earlier, I've acted like a dick and I scared the kids and..”
He went silent
“I am so fucking sorry y/n”
She stroked his hair again trying to calm him down
“It's ok love”
He gave her a slightly cracked voice
“It's not fucking ok”
She replied with a soothing demeanor “just next time tell me those thoughts out loud, I can't read your mind”
“It's so fucking pathetic, look at me i just cried in your...”
She cut his silence off
“Law it's not pathetic” she says “I want you to get things off your chest I am your partner this is the least I can do”
“But..”
“No but law,if situations were reversed would you want me to pent things up inside of me ?”
“Well of course not but..”
“Stop with the but thing law !” She hugged him tight
At the moment all law was feeling was relief and a heavy feeling lifted of his chest,you were his everything and the thought of losing you too pained him too much to even think about it and the fact it can happen any minute wasn’t something that left his mind at all
he just kept feeling that the moment that you abandon his sight you will be gone like everyone else.
He detached himself from you only to hold your face
He stared at you precisely on your lips all he wanted now was to feel your lips on his
He stared at your face while all he thought of was ‘I love you’ pushing you down to the mattress and pressing his lips on yours,started deepening the kiss and only left your mouth leaving a room for you to breathe only to move on to your jaw attacking it ,moving on to your neck sucking the tender flesh beneath him while his hands roamed over your body
You were panting under him not finding enough air to fill your lungs
He gasped out
“I love you”
You smiled at the the words and the ways his face looked so flushed In front of you
The familiar yellow orbs staring right at you
“I love you too,law”
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cozage · 8 months
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congrats on 2k!! for the event, I was wondering for option one, with Sanji, zoro Luffy and laws reaction to their s/o covering their face with kisses, leaving lipstick marks?
Characters: gn reader x Sanji, Zoro, Luffy, Law Total word count: 730
Lipstick Stains
Sanji
Oh you already know this man is inches within his life. Nothing gets him so weak in the knees like physical touch and affection. 
He relishes in your kisses during the moment, letting you go on as long as you want. You can never give him too many kisses, really. 
After the fact, any time he passes by a mirror, he stops to admire your love and your handiwork. He just stares at all the marks you left on him for a few minutes, his hands lightly passing over each one. 
Some of the crewmates (Zoro and Usopp) make fun of him, but he just smirks and says “What, boys? Jealous?”
He struggles to wash it off. He’s a very clean person, but he hates to wash his face after you’ve marked it all up. You can very often find light traces of your lipstick still across his face the next day because he scrubbed so gently while bathing. 
Zoro
Whenever you cover his face with kisses, Zoro…tolerates it. He doesn’t love it, but he doesn’t hate it either. 
Unfortunately for him, he doesn’t look at himself in the mirror much, so he doesn’t notice the red-stained marks you had left all over his face in the process. 
A few things tipped him off when he went down to dinner, though. Sanji is stifling a laugh at him, which isn’t uncommon. But Robin is also giving him a cheeky grin. Usopp and Luffy are both looking anywhere but at him, trying not to burst into laughter. 
And you…your cheeks are flushed red with embarrassment. He rushes to the bathroom and looks at himself in horror. It took him a minute to realize exactly what was all over his face, and he let out a small string of curses as he grabbed a towel and desperately scrubbed at them. 
He comes back to dinner, his face beet red (from embarrassment and excessive scrubbing), and sits down next to you, pretending like nothing happened. 
After that, he always ALWAYS checks himself in the mirror after you come visit him. 
Luffy
Luffy loves to battle with you on who can give the other person more kisses. Everything is always a game with him. 
He wears your kisses around without even knowing it for a while, until Nami says something about it. 
At her words, he rushes to the mirror and looks, admiring his face and all the proof of your love. He’s kind of jealous that you can mark your kisses so easily. 
That’s when he gets an idea. The next time you two have a kissing war, he offers to put on lipstick as well, that way you can tell for sure who won. 
And that way, you get to see proof of his love too. 
The two of you parade around the ship with your faces covered in shades of red and pink, showing off your new designs and laughing the entire time. 
Law
Law is not a man who enjoys physical touch. But if you’re alone…he’ll allow it. Sometimes, he might even enjoy it. 
Especially if he’s in his study and you come in and curl up in his lap, softly kissing his face to try and get him to come to bed. You can be very persuasive. 
“Go on to bed,” he finally says, shutting his book. “I’m going to get some water and I’ll be in a minute.”
He doesn’t pass by a mirror, or else he would’ve noticed the new addition. Instead, Shachi, Penguin, and Bepo see it as he grabs water from the kitchen. 
“Love the new look, Captain!” Shachi teases, a mischievous smile plastered on his face. “You should keep it like that!”
Law reaches up to inspect his cheeks, but he can’t feel anything. He looks at Bepo, confused. 
“It’s kind of…everywhere,” Bepo says, trying his best not to crack a smile. 
Law quickly rushes to a mirror and finds his face covered in lip marks. He races out of the room without another word and back to you. 
“Y/N,” he says, trying not to get angry. “Next time, please inform me when you’ve…redecorated.”
You giggle and pull him into bed, adding another kiss mark to his forehead. Scrubbing it all off can be a problem for tomorrow.
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the-fluff-piece · 11 months
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Sexy Headcanon -
How they like to go down on you
Law, Sanji, Zoro all have different techniques licking pussy
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Law
He's fully (for his standard) clothed and stays that way
Beforehand he studied the clitoris intensively, he knows where all the sensitive parts are
He doesn't like it as foreplay. He likes leading you away to some corner in the middle of the day to yank your pants down or push your skirt up, get on his knees in front of you and lick you through your panties before moving them aside
He likes his hands under your shirt, massaging and pinching your breasts as his tongue gets to work on your pussy
He's methodical and mindblowingly slow, he knows he gets you there and likes to make to you ask for more, faster and harder
When he decides that you've begged enough, he gives it to you with all of his ability. His mouth sucking on your clitoris, stroking with his tongue and fucking you with his fingers. He also likes to remind you that there's people nearby and you should keep quiet
He loves to look you in the eyes when you cum
When you're finished and exhausted, he gives you a hot, wet kiss before returning to whatever he's been doing. He'll be looking at your reddened face with a knowing grin.
Zoro
He's a man of carnal tastes and high intensity, it's not enough for him to just pleasure you with his mouth, he likes to get his cock sucked simultaneously - so you'll have to straddle his face and get down on him, too
The man also has no sense of pacing, he starts how he feels like and if that's full force, you'll have to deal with it
Beware! The bastard bites, nibbles and sucks so hard you will definitely get marks
His wicked tongue is practically everywhere, inside and outside you. His mouth is always hot
He's grunting louder than you
He allows himself to cum only after satisfying you
Once is never enough, when he's finished with mouth stuff, he's immediately hard again and ready to fuck
Sanji
First, he always freezes and stares ar your pussy. He never gets enough of your sight. Your most tender and sensitive part, there for him to please and enjoy
He begins slowly and cautiously, he doesn't want to hurt you. His tongue is exploring every fold with slow curiosity while his blue eyes are fixed on your face to asses what brings you the most pleasure
When he found the way that makes you moan loudly, he won't stop until you come, enjoying your moans and your taste, stroking himself because it's so hot to him. It really gets him going to bring you pleasure, he moans against your flesh as he sucks and licks you with increasing intensity
Actually, he finishes first, whimpering as he comes on the sheets, but he doesn't stop, he takes your thighs into his hands to lift your hips up and becomes a wild slumbering mess. His face is pressed so closely to your pussy that you feel his beard tickling you.
When you cum for him, he's happy and exhausted and cuddles your chest to be praised
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eustasskidagenda · 7 months
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anon asked: Hi, fellow Kid-Stan, I love your writing, it's so well-written! So I hope my request isn't too weird, but would you mind writing some headcanons with a fem reader afraid of having sex with Kidd, Zoro, Law and Sanji if that's okay. Like because the reader is stressed about getting hurt (maybe because of their size or because it’s been a long time since the last time the reader had sex, no heavy topic involved!) Thank you if you consider writing this scenario and please, can I stay anon if you post this?
Hello, dear anon! Thank you for requesting and your kind words, it was interesting to think about how those dummies would act in this situation. I hope you'll like the result.♡
☆Kid, Zoro, Law & Sanji with a s/o afraid of having sex
CW : n/sfw, MDNI, f!reader, size kink, oral sex (reader receiving), fingering (reader receiving), v. sex, unprotected sex, protected sex, dirty talk, praises, Sanji talking in French because I could die for this, Kid is cursing as always, let me know if I forgot something
WC : around 2,000
You can read the part two here & the part three here
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Kid
Let's assume it's your first time in the same bed: Kid being... Kid, his first reaction would be to grin cockily or even laugh proudly. He thinks you're actually praising him for his size. Please keep going, it’s music to his ears. He loves praises and when you acknowledge his size. It fuels his ego tremendously. "I know it's big, that's enough praise. Wait, were you talking seriously?" 
Seriously, Kid, ugh. 
So, once he realized you're not praising him but rather really stressed, he's still pleased with himself.
Kid is a man of action; talking, trying to understand, or reassuring is not something he's easily able to do. Because honestly, he would just say something like "it's just sex, I'm not gonna hurt ya, look how wet you are" 
Whenever there's a problem, he's more inclined to take action to find a solution. So his first reaction is to ask if you want to stop. Although he may be cocky and carefree, he would never cause harm to anyone he truly cares about. And no one will have a good time if you're too stressed. Totally pointless. 
So you have to tell him you want to continue, but you're nervous because Kid is not the one to indulge into sweetness and his size doesn't make things more easily. 
"Then, come get what you want by yourself" he would say before laying on his back, his cock twitching impatiently. Kid doesn't often let his partner ride him, except when he's feeling tired. His body is truly a beautiful throne to sit on. A toned and beautiful body, covered with scars, like war paint, full of stories and secrets.
Once you finally straddle him, he would hold your hips firmly as you line your wet pussy up to his cockhead. When you slowly impale yourself on his thick member, he would let out a low, animalistic growl of satisfaction. You feel too tight around him, and you feel too full with him buried deep inside you, stretching your walls. 
He would guide you down his cock until his balls deep inside you. The expression of pure delight on his face is truly mesmerizing. Riding someone as tough and impressive is quite intimidating, so he would hold your hips, helping you to move up and down, as you slowly adjust to him. "Fuck, look at you, taking me all the way in like the good girl you're"
He feels your walls tightening him as you start to move faster.
"Take it easy" That's the moment you will hear his shaky breath and deep growls. He can't handle how good you feel. So wet, so hot, so tight as you walls spasms around him. His cock is throbbing inside you and he grit his teeth, holding your hips that firmly it will leave bruises on your skin tomorrow.
He's truly trying his best to not just hold your hips and slams inside you as his usual rough and merciless pace. He wants to transform you into a whiny mess. 
"Shit, y/n, let me fuck you." 
And once you finally get used to him, then prepare yourself for the wildest ride of your life. You better hold onto those sheets tightly. Because he will slap your ass, pull on your hair and fuck you with enough intensity to leave you breathless and exhausted.
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Zoro
Zoro has not a lot of experience because he's way too focused on his goal of becoming the greatest swordsman ever. Even when it comes to sex, he's a bit oblivious. So you better have to be precise and explain things correctly, so that it takes over his mind. As Kid, he's not a man of many words, he doesn't really know how to reassure you. Like, okay, it's been a while since the last time you had sex, but the same applies to him. At least you're in the same situation, isn't that nice?
He's trying his best.
Once he's sure you want to keep going, he will consider the whole thing like a training: everyone needs a good warm-up. So prepare yourself to have your pussy eat for a long, long time and to cum at least once against his lips. He may not be the most experienced, but he learns quickly and your body language is like talking to him. 
He would then slowly push two fingers inside you, feeling how wet you are for him. "Looks like my girl is ready for me, yeah?" 
Try not to be too embarrassed when he hungrily licks his fingers covered in your wetness, like if it were a precious cup of sake. The way your body looks and tastes is truly intoxicating. How could he get enough of your shivering, moaning, sweating, begging, and slow pleads when his head is buried between your thighs? 
"Now open your legs for me" 
Eyes darkening with lust as he sees your folds exposed, his cock twitching and throbbing. Although he is thick, he never realized it. So you better prepare yourself. 
He would look into your eyes just to be sure you're still willing, before placing his hands on your shoulders to pinning you down the mattress, shifting his weight so he can position himself at your entrance. 
Thrust forward, filling you up in one swift motion. He's completely focused, as if it's an important battle. And actually, he's really struggling to stay nice and slow for you. He's quiet. Breathe deeply and make low grunts close to your ear.  When you begin to scratch his back, he becomes confused. Why are you doing this? Does it hurt or feel good? "You doing okay?" 
If you tell him you need more now, he will give it to you as hard as you want.
"Such a brave girl"
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Law
As a good doctor, his first reaction is to understand the cause of the problem. Is it a physical or psychological problem? Sex can be painful if you're experiencing too much stress or vaginismus. If he wants to help you feel better, he needs to understand what's going on. He’s a logical man, he can't act without a good understanding of what's happening. 
He would probably cover your body too, in order to preserve your intimacy while you explain him you're just a bit stressed because it's been a long time and you often face pain when it comes to sex. 
"Sex isn't supposed to hurt or to be stressful. Do you want to continue?" 
As you slowly nodded, he would kiss your forehead and then slowly remove the bedsheets, revealing your bare body to himself. 
He wants to reassure you even if he struggles with intimacy, including in the bedroom. He's not that kind of guy having sex with random people. If you end up in the same bed, it's because he genuinely cares about you. And damn, he definitely knows how to take care of your body too. He has divine hands. Good to heal, but also to help you reach new heights. The way he runs his hands along your body, your inner thighs, your pussy, and then your clit causes shivers down your spine. 
And when he slides two fingers inside your core, damn, the only thing you can do is arches your back and beg for more. He’s the king of fingering. You can't help but cum as his thumb circles your clit while he pushes his long fingers in and out of you. When he removes them, his tattoos are soaked with your wetness, you are flustered, and he's content with himself. He can't help but grins, licking his fingers while watching your reaction closely. Even in bed, Law likes to tease you.
"Need me so bad, y/n-a?" with a slight pinch on your nipple 
He's a doctor, so he will wear a condom. Even if you're wet, he'll reach for the bottle of lubricant and then sloshing some onto his palm before smearing it over his length. The emo boy myth is true because his cock is long.
Usually, Law struggles with eye contact, it's too intimate for his sake. But for once, he will let you lie on your back, spreading your thighs enough to fit in between. His tattooed chest slowly rises up with each breath, making him look beautiful over you. 
"You're ready?" 
He's a smart and careful person, so he'll go slowly and check your expression to ensure you're alright. He feels the tightness around his cock. So wet, so hot. His hands are shaking on your hips while he gently steady you. "Everything's fine?"
Slow and deep strokes as you trace the tattoos on his arms and chest. With his lips sealed to yours, he swallows all of your moans. And his low, deep breaths are leaving you in shambles.
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Sanji
Oh, sweet Sanji. Similar to Zoro, he's not the most experienced, but he has a kind and compassionate soul. He would let you explain yourself, running his hands all over your shoulders, hair and stomach, trying to soothe you as you confess you're scared because it's been a while since the last time you had sex.
Sanji would never judge you. He would offer you sweet kisses to cover your body, promising to take things at your own pace. And if you need to stop, please just tell him. He would try his best to hide that he's a bit nervous too; nervous about hurting you or not being good enough for you. 
Gentle kisses on your neck, breasts, lower stomach, inner thighs, and hands running all over your skin, fondling your breasts softly with a heavenly touch. He wants to take good care of every inch of your skin because your body is so precious, perfect and beautiful. All your shivering, moaning, and the way you look at him with pure love on your face... it melts his heart. He desperately wants to be inside you, but he'll never rush the whole thing. Like a good meal, sex deserves to be appreciated. 
Probably the king of oral sex, he could keep his head burring between your thighs for the entire day and still can't get enough of how good you pussy feel and taste. He is fond of eating you out, hearing you moan, feeling you shivering and beg for more. The way your body is arching, how you grab his hair, pressing his lips more firmly against your wet folds. Not only do his hands know how to cook, but they also know how to please your body. Slowly circling your clit, fondling your breasts, and caring for every inch of your skin, making you melt and beg for more. You forgot you were tensed and stressed with all his attention. 
Sanji being Sanji, he would love to bind your wrists with his tie, but he knows it's not the time for this. "I need to be inside you, mon amour" (my love)  His cock is painfully hard and twitching, leaking in pre-cum.
As you spread your legs, letting him know that you're ready for more, Sanji would try his best to hide how stressed he really is. He doesn't want to hurt you. Fingers entwined with yours, a lot of eye contact as he slowly pushes his cock inside you. "Shh, it's okay. You're so tight. Laisse-moi te faire l'amour" (let me make love to you)
You softly moan as he penetrates you completely. You were stressed about getting hurt after such a long time without having sex, but Sanji is so soft that it didn't hurt even a bit. Even if you're relaxed, he would ask, "Am I hurting you?" And when you confirm that everything is more than fine, he can't help but sigh in relief. His fingers are still entwined with yours as you use your other hand to softly pull on his hair.
Slow and deep strokes. "C'est si bon d'être en toi" (it feels so good to be inside you) He is not ashamed of moaning. Moans that are really pretty. The feeling of your skin against his, how wet and welcoming you are inside. This is too much for him to handle. 
Naturally, when it came to aftercare, he would rush to the kitchen to make you a good meal. 
Sanji is so sweet please, help.
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bby-deerling · 2 months
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sigma grindset (law x reader)
shachi and penguin notice that law likes you. they give him the worst advice imaginable.
wc: 2.6k (this was supposed to be a joke i don't know how it ended up this long) masterlist
cw: fluff, zoomer speak, crack taken seriously, confessions, miscommunication, friends to lovers, shachi and penguin are idiots, law is a dork
tagging: @willowbelle @eelnoise @risenwrites @ragethebunny, @mirillua @sanjisprincesswifey @atanukileaf
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“See ya’ later, Captain!” you say playfully as you slip out of Law’s office, both of you hanging in the doorway for a moment, your gazes remaining held together by a magnetic pull.
“Tch.  See ya’.” he murmurs with a smirk, giving your shoulder a squeeze before you part, bouncing down the hallway with a spring in your step.  Along the way you pass Shachi and Penguin, who take note of your bright smile and burning cheeks as you make a beeline for your room.  Most of the crew had noticed the budding feelings that have cropped up between you and Law, but Shachi and Penguin had both resolved to take a more active role in ensuring things went well for their beloved captain.
And so, they invite themselves into Law’s office, prepared to present their plan to him.
“You like her.  You like her so much.” Shachi says with a snort as he strolls into Law’s office with Penguin in tow.
Law rolls his eyes and tries to will away the blush consuming his cheeks. “I fail to see how that’s any of your business.” he says dryly, focusing his attention onto a set of maps on his desk; he’s studied them thoroughly and discussed potential navigational paths with Bepo a hundred times over already, but he’d rather bore himself to death than face the smug, mischievous grins of his friends.
“As your crewmembers, it’s not, but as your best friends in the whole wide world, we have a duty to help you!” Penguin exclaims as Shachi nods along with him in agreement.
“No need.  Things are going well.  And again—it’s none of your business.” Law replies dismissively, crossing his arms and spinning in his swivel chair to face the wall.  It was immature, but so were they for trying to meddle in his personal business, no matter how genuine their intentions are.
“But, Captain, right now you’re a beta male.  You’re coming on too strong; you’re all over her, so she feels no urgency to take things further anytime soon—you’re the safe option.  You need to ignore her to make her want you enough to chase you.” Shachi says, ignoring Law’s attempts at avoidance as he makes his way towards his captain’s desk.
“You need to be a sigma male, Captain, and we made you a schedule to help you achieve that!” Penguin announces, triumphantly shoving a piece of paper into his captain’s hands.  Law rolls his eyes as he takes it and begins scanning his eyes over the document.
“‘6 AM: looksmaxxing’… what does this even mean?” Law asks, narrowing his eyes at the paper.
“He’s hopeless, Shachi, he doesn’t even know how to mew!” Penguin whispers, shaking his head disapprovingly.
Law lets out a deep sigh.  “I’ll bite.  What’s mewing.” he says, patience already wearing thin.
“You stick your tongue flat on the roof of your mouth to make sure your jawline is defined!  And then you’ll look better for the chicks!  See, it all comes together—” Penguin exclaims, only to be unceremoniously cut off.
“Doesn’t your tongue usually do that?” Law asks, perturbed, only to be met with uncomfortable silence as Shachi and Penguin realize that maybe they’re the abnormal ones.
“Just keep reading it.” Shachi grumbles, tapping the paper to gain Law’s attention.
Law continues reading the ‘schedule’ incredulously.  “‘9 AM, edge for four hours (discipline), 1 PM cold shower, 1:05 PM, edge for two hours (punishment).’ …You two cannot be serious.  Do you seriously think I have nothing better to do all day?”
Shachi snickers in response. “I know it hurts to have two hours of your usual edging time cut from your schedule, Captain, but—”
“I don’t do it that much!” Law shouts, face flushed red with embarrassment.
“And you’re not gonna have to do it at all, once you follow your Sigma Grindset Schedule and get her eating out of the palm of your hand!” Shachi exclaims, a wild toothy grin on his face.
“Trust us, Law, we’ve got enough experience to know what girls like!” Penguin says, giving him a thumbs up of reassurance.  Finally cracking and bending to the whims of his friends, Law lets out a sigh before speaking.
“I’m not going to be waking up at three in the morning or…” Law squints at the paper, “consuming small pebbles to aid with digestion, but if you two sincerely think that being more aloof with her will help ensure things go well, then I’m willing to try it for a while.”  His friends both fist pump in unison and whisper an excited Yes! under their breaths, causing Law to roll his eyes.  “But—” he warns, his tone turning deathly serious, “—if this doesn’t work out, I will personally make sure neither of you feel the warmth of the sun on your skin for three months, minimum.”
“Aw, c’mon Law, don’t be so serious!  We’re just trying to help you because we love you!” Shachi teases, ignoring the threat of being stuck inside the claustrophobic walls of the Polar Tang for the foreseeable future should things not go according to plan.
“Yeah!  We love you, Law!” Penguin adds, invading his personal space to give him a hug.
“Knock it off!” Law sputters out, turning beet red as Shachi joins the fun and wraps his arms around him too.
“Not ‘til you say you love us back!” they exclaim, causing Law to growl in annoyance and shambles them out of his office.
Unbeknownst to Law, you were receiving unsolicited advice of your own back in your room.
“Hey—you’re spacing out again!” Ikkaku says in between transitions of yoga poses; when you glance over at her, she’s doing something completely different than you, leaving you wondering how long you had been zoned out for.
“Sorry… Drifted off for a second.” you reply sheepishly, digging your nails into your forearm.
“Thinking about Law again?” she asks, sitting down on her yoga mat with a grin.
“Maybe…” you mumble as you mirror her actions, crisscrossing your legs on the squishy foam mat. “I’ve been thinking about telling him how I feel.” you confess, blush dusting across your cheeks.
“Really?” she asks, a sense of alarm in her voice that gives you pause.
“Do you think I shouldn’t?  I’m pretty sure he feels the same way, he even put his arm around me today…” you reply worriedly, now doubting each tiny interaction you’ve had with him over the past few days.
“That’s promising!  I just—” she starts, taking a moment to gather her thoughts, “—I think you should let him come to you.  He’s never been in a relationship before.  Ever.  And even though it seems like he likes you, that would be a big step for him.  I just don’t want to see you put yourself out there and get hurt when you could simply wait a little while and know for sure where his head’s at.”
“Makes sense, I’ll wait it out, then.” you reply, taking a deep breath as you attempt to release your stress.
“Okay!  Now let’s actually focus and do cats and cows!” Ikkaku exclaims, getting onto her hands and knees as you smile and do the same.
Set on two disparate courses, with you resolved to let Law take things into his own hands, and him trying to keep his distance, the two of you fall into an unhappy routine for the next few days, barely speaking and only catching glimpses of one another at mealtimes.  Though Shachi and Penguin had been so sure that this was going to work, it had become quite clear to Law that something was beyond wrong due to their meddling, and so he consults a third party for another opinion.
“Ikkaku, you’re a woman.” Law says plainly, crossing his legs as he leans back in his office chair.
“Of course I am, are you having a stroke, Captain?” she jokes, sinking into the plush armchair opposite his desk.
“Tch, just hear me out,” he grumbles, “Shachi and Penguin told me that being more distant makes men more desirable, but it doesn’t seem to be working.”  His words cause Ikkaku to let out a knowing sigh that immediately makes his stomach drop.
“Not to make you panic, Captain, but she’s been mopey and sad all week because of the way you’ve been acting.” she says cautiously, walking carefully to try to prevent him from getting too worked up.
“Idiots.  I can’t believe I trusted them…” he mumbles, turning red with embarrassment.  Ikkaku can’t help but giggle quietly, earning her a nasty glare from her captain. “Alright, how do I fix this?” he asks, not wanting to dwell on the past as he focuses on the near future.
“Apologize, for starters.” Ikkaku says, crossing her arms.
“You know I hate doing that…” he grumbles quietly, his voice trailing off near the end of his sentence.
Ikkaku lets out an exasperated sigh. “Do you want her or not?” she asks, a hint of annoyance in her voice.
“I do!” Law exclaims with frustration.
“Then say you’re sorry for being a total jerk!” she shoots back, letting out a disgruntled sigh as she readjusts her beanie.
Law takes a deep breath that’s shaky enough to attest to all the stress he’s currently under. “But then I have to explain why I’ve been acting this way and I’ll look like a complete idiot.” he hisses, pulling the brim of his cap over his eyes.
“You are an idiot!  I can’t believe you let them talk you into this—” she starts, though a warning glare from Law gets her to switch gears, “—look, Captain, if you don’t want to explain yourself, just go back to the way things were before.  It was working well enough to make her want to confess.” she says, with just enough enthusiasm to entice him to regain hope; however, her words have the opposite effect, and he buries his head in his arms.
“And now I ruined it. Great.” he mumbles, hands dipping underneath his hat to pull at his hair in frustration.
“Actually, I told her not to.” Ikkaku says sheepishly, causing Law to sit up and stare at her wide-eyed as he waits for an explanation, “I know you’ve never been in this situation before, so I figured it would be best for her to wait until you were certain about getting serious with her.  I didn’t want her to get hurt.” she explains gently, silently biting her tongue as a remark about him already having hurt you threatens to escape her lips.
Law pauses for a moment, swirling in his own thoughts before nodding, seemingly satisfied with her explanation as he takes a shaky breath. “Thank you, Ikkaku, I appreciate it.” he says, implying with his tone that she was free to go.
“Any time, Captain.  Need anything else?” she asks as she stands.
“Send her my way so I can patch this up.” he replies, leaning back into his chair, markedly more relaxed than he was before.
“Aye-aye, Captain!  Good luck!” she chirps, giving him a mock salute as she exits the office, leaving Law alone to compose himself before you arrive.  The wait stretches somewhere between a moment and an eternity, with a littering of racing thoughts, and hastily created plans running through Law’s mind as he bounces his leg impatiently.
“Hey… you wanted to see me?” you ask gingerly, breaking him from his thoughts.
He awkwardly stands and makes his way towards the couch, slumping down into the cushions. “I figured we could hang out since we haven’t gotten the chance to lately… if you’re not too busy.” he says cautiously, as if he had spent a lifetime choosing and arranging each word in his statement.
“I’d love that!” you reply quickly, your face burning at how eager you were to get even the tiniest crumb of attention from him after being neglected for the past few days.
“Been reading anything good this week?” he asks nonchalantly as you flop down on the couch next to him.
You nod. “That novel I grabbed on the last island—it’s more so bad, it’s good than anything else though.” you reply with a shaky giggle.
“Murder mystery, right?  Tell me about it.” he urges, spreading his legs just a smidge in order to press the side of his leg against yours, both of you blushing at the tiny iota of warm contact.
While you ramble on to him, he keeps track of your words, but is more so focused on the minute changes in your expression, the way your voice wavers and wobbles, and the unbearable tension you carry in your shoulders—he had intended on getting away with not having to explain himself to you, but it was clear his behavior had shaken you up, making him grit his teeth with shame.
“You seem nervous.” Law observes as you trail off, staring at you so intently that you can’t bear to keep eye contact with him.
“I am.” you admit, letting out a deep sigh, “I know you needed space to gather your thoughts, but my head’s a mess and—”
“It’s nothing like that.” Law says, gaining the courage to place his hand on your knee reassuringly as he continues. “I’m sure about how I feel—I’ve been sure about how I feel, but I got some bad advice about how to handle it.” he confesses, unable to meet your eyes.  Fishing out a piece of paper, he thrusts it into your hands.  “Shachi and Penguin gave me this stupid thing and told me I had to ignore you to get you to like me more.” he says quietly, knowing you’ll get a kick out of how silly it was, even if you ended up laughing a little at his expense.
An amused smirk grows on your face as you study the paper, eyes scanning over each time slot. “Have you seriously been edging for six hours a day?” you ask with a giggle as you study the schedule.
“No!” he exclaims, snatching the paper out of your hands, “But I actually have been ‘researching rare fish’ to help pass the time, I think I’ve identified a few species that may produce some natural products with medicinal properties.” he explains, pointing to the entry that says ‘3:45 AM, research rare fish’.
“Interesting—let me know what you’re after and I’ll isolate and characterize the compounds for you.” you reply, perking up with a grin on your face.  Relieved to see you return to your usual demeanor, he lets out a soft sigh.
“That’s my girl.” Law says, tightening his grip on your knee, and smirking when he sees your face start to burn, eyes blown wide as his words send shivers down your spine.
Knowing he’s got you right where he wants you, he presses harder against your pressure point.  “You like that, don’t you?” he teases, placing a hand on your waist and coaxing you into his lap.  Unable to respond properly, you nod your head and let out a tiny whimper of agreement. “So flustered you can’t even speak.  So cute.” he whispers, brushing a stray strand of hair out of your face.
“Can I kiss you?” he asks softly, his eyes swimming with a mixture of adoration and nerves. 
“Please—” you whisper, though the word barely escapes you before his lips press onto yours.  He’s clumsy, with inexperience dripping from his lips, but he’s purposeful and heated in his movements, intent on making up for lost time.
“Sorry this took me so long.” he whispers, running one of his tattooed hands along your side while the other lazily grips your waist.
“It was worth the wait.” you reply softly, cupping his face as you lean in to kiss him again.
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fuumoksun · 2 months
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I deleted my account @baka-tsuki For old times sake let me repost one of my favorite piece...
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The day Trafalgar Law's brain stopped working...
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"Captain! Captain! Your wife is fighting marines on the docks!"
Law needed a few seconds to let Bepo's words sink in.
"Wife?" he muttered, his thoughts racing as he froze on the spot. His brain struggled to process the notion that Y/n could be his wife.
"Captain?" Bepo waved his hand in front of Law's face. No reaction.
"Ah, good work, Bepo. You broke him !" Shachi and Penguin laughed, amused by their captain's dumbfounded expression.
"Yo, I'm back," you said casually, hopping onto the submarine and wiping some blood from your lips. "Um... We might need to leave like... right now, capt'" You pointed towards the army of marines chasing you.
"Law are you okay?" You approached the man who awkawardly turned away and left.
"Ah?" You raised an eyebrow but brushed it off as the marines were getting close. As everyone prepared to submerge, Law remained silent and retreated to his cabin.
Poor captain...
"Wife...?" was the only thought occupying his mind for the past few hours.
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whispers-of-lilith · 10 months
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Law: "I don't need a vacation."
You: "And yet your eyes have their bags packed and ready to go, captain."
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shankschewtoy · 7 months
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Saying their full name instead of their nickname
feat. zoro, law, luffy, shanks
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a/n - fake texts are so fun 🫶
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jadedrrose · 9 months
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Black Lace
Law ends up falling asleep in his office, but is quickly waken up as he starts having a wet dream about you. Needing to get off, Law discovers you’ve left a pair of panties on his desk; the perfect thing to help aid him.
Warnings: afab reader, no pronouns, nsfw minors dni !!
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While it wasn’t strange for Law to be up late, it certainly was odd for him to fall asleep at his desk. He’d almost always avoid it, saying things about how it’s bad for his back.
Which is why you found it quite odd that he hadn’t come back to your room yet. You’d woken up for some water, only to find the other half of your bed cold and empty. 
Sighing, you stretched and drank some of the water on your nightstand, before deciding to go drag your boyfriend back to bed.
It’d only been about fifteen minutes.
The day was long and tiring, especially with the crew having routine medical exams all day. Law was exhausted, to say the least. He’d been reviewing papers at his desk when he felt his eyes become heavy. The last thing he’d managed to see before passing out was the clock, which read 12:16 am.
At 12:31, Law woke up. He found it odd he’d only slept for such a short amount of time. Normally he’d be passed out for a good hour before either he woke up and went to bed, or before you’d come and bring him back.
His body was heavy and tense. He felt hot and disheveled, despite only being asleep for not even half an hour. Yawning, Law realized there was a certain tightness constricting his body that could only mean one thing.
Glancing downward with a tired gaze, Law groaned and promptly rolled his gray eyes at the sight. He was hard. Extremely hard, enough that it was nearly painful as his length strained against his jeans. That’s when Law remembered…
He’d dreamt about you in those fifteen minutes that he’d fallen asleep. 
In the dream, Law entered his office, feeling upset over various things, just generally feeling annoyed and irritable. But of course, you could always make him feel better. 
You were sitting on his desk, bare body just barely illuminated underneath the dim candle lighting of the room. Your legs hung off the front of the desk, arms behind you as they held your body up. Your breasts seemed so round and full underneath the lighting, drawing Law’s attention to them before anything else. He licked his lips, wanting nothing more than to suck on them, feed off of you. 
But then your face stole the attention away. Your cheeks were flushed red, mouth hung open with drool spilling past your wet lips. Your eyes were halfway closed, lazily. There was a look on your face that seemed somewhere between desperate and fucked-out. 
You looked something straight out of one of those magazines with prostitute pirates in them. Something Law always turned his nose up to, having less than zero interest in. But now, he can’t help but think how good you’d look on one, displayed so prettily for everybody to see.
He approached you, placing a hand on your right thigh, squeezing the soft skin. “Need some help, y/n?”
“Please Law,” you begged, biting down on your lips. “It hurts so bad, need you in me now.”
He kissed you before looking over your body from a front angle now, his eyes landing on your swollen pussy. Your body would tense every other moment, your cunt slightly contracting as you squeezed the muscles in it, clenching on nothing. 
Law moved to kneel, burying his face into your sopping cunt after he took in a deep breath, inhaling your sweet lewd scent. 
But just as his tongue could squirm inside you with a loud, melodic moan leaving you, it was all over. 
Law panted, realizing he had to do something about the monstrosity in his pants right away. There was no way he could walk back to his room like this, and in his state of being blinded with lust, he entirely forgot to think of using his powers to teleport you into the office.
Law quickly tossed his shirt off, unzipping his jeans before throwing them open and freeing his aching cock. Wrapping one hand around the shaft, he let out a hiss from the contact. Shit, he was already feeling as though he could cum at any moment.
Then, in the back of his mind, Law recalled you coming in here last night and riding him while he sat at the desk. And how you’d left your panties in the corner of his desk.
Gray eyes searched his desk, finding the pair of black lace panties sitting just where you’d left them. Law, unable to control himself from the horniness, snatched the pair with his right hand, using his left to squeeze his length. It was so dirty, but Law didn’t quite care right now. He was so turned on by the idea that he didn’t even question doing it; Law brought the black panties up to his face, breathing in the sweet scent of your cunt lingering on them. 
As the smell hit his nose, Law’s hips bucked upward, and suddenly he was stroking his cock with fever, needing to cum as soon as possible. Taking in one last breath of your intoxicating scent, Law reluctantly let go of his cock, fisting the panties into his left hand as he wrapped them around his engorged, needy cock, now using them to jerk himself off. 
A moan escaped him, head falling forward as he rutted up into his hand, feeling the lace of your panties pleasantly rubbing against his reddened, swollen tip. 
“Fuck, y/n…” he breathed out, biting his lip and clenching his right hand as he kept rubbing his length. 
You’d expected Law to be completely passed out when you found him. However, what you ended up discovering was the last thing you expected from somebody like him.
With a careful hand, you quietly opened the metal door so as to not wake up your lover. But as soon as your head poked into the room, taking one step in, you could hear it.
Law’s voice sounded broken and weak, as he moaned and whimpered your name. You scanned the room before your eyes landed on where he sat, jeans around his ankles as he had a hand wrapped around his cock, some sort of fabric in the hand which held his member… but, were those-
Your panties? 
Law was using your panties to get off. 
Gasping, you quickly shut the door behind you before somebody walked by and walked into the scene, much like you had. Only, this is something that only you’d like to witness. 
Law seemed scared by the sudden noise, his entire body jumping as he turned his head to look at you. But, his hand never stopped moving. His mouth hung open, pathetic whines leaving his lips as he looked at you, pitifully. 
“Y/n,” he whined, dragging out the end of your name. “Baby, h-help.”
You approached Law, getting a better look at the sight before you. 
“This is what you’re doing? Instead of coming back to bed?”
“I fell asleep, a-nd… when I woke up, I was so hard,” he mumbled, a few gasps escaping him as his hips jerked and rutted upward.
“What do you want me to do?” You asked, pulling his hat off of his head to reveal messy, sweaty locks of black hair.
“J-just… undress, or something, I dunno…”
“Okay,” you smiled, placing a kiss onto Law’s forehead, before pulling your tank top over your shoulders, revealing your breasts to Law. As the shirt got pulled away, they bounced as they released from their hold. The sight caused Law to let out a loud, desperate moan.
Next was your pajama shorts, quickly followed by your panties. You figured Law needed more of a show to get off, so you hopped up onto his desk, spreading your legs for him to see your glistening cunt. 
You could feel yourself throbbing, knowing Law masturbating to you was turning you on way more than it should’ve. So as to not waste time, you licked two fingers, bringing your hand down to begin playing with your puffy pussy lips. 
Using the two fingers to spread your lips, Law got a good look at your hole, a groan leaving him as you clenched around nothing, much like you had in his dream.
Once you deemed yourself wet enough, you dove in, inserting one finger into your cunt. You whined, using your free hand to grope your breast, kneading at the plushy skin while pinching and pulling your nipple in between. 
Quickly, the room became filled with the lewdest noises you’d ever heard. Law’s desperate whimpers, the squelching of your wet pussy as you fingered yourself, combined with your’s and Law’s mixed moans, both of you coming undone at the sight of each other. 
With you now aiding him, Law was able to finish. But, the urge to finish in you took his body over, as he tossed the panties away, grabbed your hips with one hand and used the other to pull your hand out of your cunt, before shoving his aching cock into your wet hole. 
As soon as his length was buried in you, Law’s hot sticky cum spilled inside you, whimpers and cries escaping his mouth as he gripped your hips so harshly you knew there’d be marks later.
Feeling the seed filling you up, you began cumming too, body shaking as your hips jerked up to meet Law’s thrusts, pretty moans leaving your lips.
You both eventually calmed down, you collapsing backwards to lay flat on the desk, while Law fell forward to lay on top of you, his cock still deep inside you.
“F-fuck,” he cursed, burying his face into your neck.
You let out a light-hearted chuckle, beginning to run your fingers through his hair. “Should’ve just told me you needed help, baby,” you whispered, feeling Law’s exhausted body tremble against you. “Though, I did enjoy the show.”
“Y-you’re not mad I used your panties?” He asked, voice weak.
“Of course not,” you smiled, a cute giggle leaving you.
“Th-that’s… good to know.”
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jadedxhearts · 3 months
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𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐞
Law ends up falling asleep in his office, but is quickly waken up as he starts having a wet dream about you. Needing to get off, Law discovers you’ve left a pair of panties on his desk; the perfect thing to help aid him.
Warnings: afab reader, no pronouns, nsfw minors dni
Originally posted on Aug. 18th, 2023
repost from my main @jadedrrose as a part of my most popular fics event.
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While it wasn’t strange for Law to be up late, it certainly was odd for him to fall asleep at his desk. He’d almost always avoid it, saying things about how it’s bad for his back.
Which is why you found it quite odd that he hadn’t come back to your room yet. You’d woken up for some water, only to find the other half of your bed cold and empty. 
Sighing, you stretched and drank some of the water on your nightstand, before deciding to go drag your boyfriend back to bed.
It’d only been about fifteen minutes.
The day was long and tiring, especially with the crew having routine medical exams all day. Law was exhausted, to say the least. He’d been reviewing papers at his desk when he felt his eyes become heavy. The last thing he’d managed to see before passing out was the clock, which read 12:16 am.
At 12:31, Law woke up. He found it odd he’d only slept for such a short amount of time. Normally he’d be passed out for a good hour before either he woke up and went to bed, or before you’d come and bring him back.
His body was heavy and tense. He felt hot and disheveled, despite only being asleep for not even half an hour. Yawning, Law realized there was a certain tightness constricting his body that could only mean one thing.
Glancing downward with a tired gaze, Law groaned and promptly rolled his gray eyes at the sight. He was hard. Extremely hard, enough that it was nearly painful as his length strained against his jeans. That’s when Law remembered…
He’d dreamt about you in those fifteen minutes that he’d fallen asleep. 
In the dream, Law entered his office, feeling upset over various things, just generally feeling annoyed and irritable. But of course, you could always make him feel better. 
You were sitting on his desk, bare body just barely illuminated underneath the dim candle lighting of the room. Your legs hung off the front of the desk, arms behind you as they held your body up. Your breasts seemed so round and full underneath the lighting, drawing Law’s attention to them before anything else. He licked his lips, wanting nothing more than to suck on them, feed off of you. 
But then your face stole the attention away. Your cheeks were flushed red, mouth hung open with drool spilling past your wet lips. Your eyes were halfway closed, lazily. There was a look on your face that seemed somewhere between desperate and fucked-out. 
You looked something straight out of one of those magazines with prostitute pirates in them. Something Law always turned his nose up to, having less than zero interest in. But now, he can’t help but think how good you’d look on one, displayed so prettily for everybody to see.
He approached you, placing a hand on your right thigh, squeezing the soft skin. “Need some help, y/n?”
“Please Law,” you begged, biting down on your lips. “It hurts so bad, need you in me now.”
He kissed you before looking over your body from a front angle now, his eyes landing on your swollen pussy. Your body would tense every other moment, your cunt slightly contracting as you squeezed the muscles in it, clenching on nothing. 
Law moved to kneel, burying his face into your sopping cunt after he took in a deep breath, inhaling your sweet lewd scent. 
But just as his tongue could squirm inside you with a loud, melodic moan leaving you, it was all over. 
Law panted, realizing he had to do something about the monstrosity in his pants right away. There was no way he could walk back to his room like this, and in his state of being blinded with lust, he entirely forgot to think of using his powers to teleport you into the office.
Law quickly tossed his shirt off, unzipping his jeans before throwing them open and freeing his aching cock. Wrapping one hand around the shaft, he let out a hiss from the contact. Shit, he was already feeling as though he could cum at any moment.
Then, in the back of his mind, Law recalled you coming in here last night and riding him while he sat at the desk. And how you’d left your panties in the corner of his desk.
Gray eyes searched his desk, finding the pair of black lace panties sitting just where you’d left them. Law, unable to control himself from the horniness, snatched the pair with his right hand, using his left to squeeze his length. It was so dirty, but Law didn’t quite care right now. He was so turned on by the idea that he didn’t even question doing it; Law brought the black panties up to his face, breathing in the sweet scent of your cunt lingering on them. 
As the smell hit his nose, Law’s hips bucked upward, and suddenly he was stroking his cock with fever, needing to cum as soon as possible. Taking in one last breath of your intoxicating scent, Law reluctantly let go of his cock, fisting the panties into his left hand as he wrapped them around his engorged, needy cock, now using them to jerk himself off. 
A moan escaped him, head falling forward as he rutted up into his hand, feeling the lace of your panties pleasantly rubbing against his reddened, swollen tip. 
“Fuck, y/n…” he breathed out, biting his lip and clenching his right hand as he kept rubbing his length. 
You’d expected Law to be completely passed out when you found him. However, what you ended up discovering was the last thing you expected from somebody like him.
With a careful hand, you quietly opened the metal door so as to not wake up your lover. But as soon as your head poked into the room, taking one step in, you could hear it.
Law’s voice sounded broken and weak, as he moaned and whimpered your name. You scanned the room before your eyes landed on where he sat, jeans around his ankles as he had a hand wrapped around his cock, some sort of fabric in the hand which held his member… but, were those-
Your panties? 
Law was using your panties to get off. 
Gasping, you quickly shut the door behind you before somebody walked by and walked into the scene, much like you had. Only, this is something that only you’d like to witness. 
Law seemed scared by the sudden noise, his entire body jumping as he turned his head to look at you. But, his hand never stopped moving. His mouth hung open, pathetic whines leaving his lips as he looked at you, pitifully. 
“Y/n,” he whined, dragging out the end of your name. “Baby, h-help.”
You approached Law, getting a better look at the sight before you. 
“This is what you’re doing? Instead of coming back to bed?”
“I fell asleep, a-nd… when I woke up, I was so hard,” he mumbled, a few gasps escaping him as his hips jerked and rutted upward.
“What do you want me to do?” You asked, pulling his hat off of his head to reveal messy, sweaty locks of black hair.
“J-just… undress, or something, I dunno…”
“Okay,” you smiled, placing a kiss onto Law’s forehead, before pulling your tank top over your shoulders, revealing your breasts to Law. As the shirt got pulled away, they bounced as they released from their hold. The sight caused Law to let out a loud, desperate moan.
Next was your pajama shorts, quickly followed by your panties. You figured Law needed more of a show to get off, so you hopped up onto his desk, spreading your legs for him to see your glistening cunt. 
You could feel yourself throbbing, knowing Law masturbating to you was turning you on way more than it should’ve. So as to not waste time, you licked two fingers, bringing your hand down to begin playing with your puffy pussy lips. 
Using the two fingers to spread your lips, Law got a good look at your hole, a groan leaving him as you clenched around nothing, much like you had in his dream.
Once you deemed yourself wet enough, you dove in, inserting one finger into your cunt. You whined, using your free hand to grope your breast, kneading at the plushy skin while pinching and pulling your nipple in between. 
Quickly, the room became filled with the lewdest noises you’d ever heard. Law’s desperate whimpers, the squelching of your wet pussy as you fingered yourself, combined with your’s and Law’s mixed moans, both of you coming undone at the sight of each other. 
With you now aiding him, Law was able to finish. But, the urge to finish in you took his body over, as he tossed the panties away, grabbed your hips with one hand and used the other to pull your hand out of your cunt, before shoving his aching cock into your wet hole. 
As soon as his length was buried in you, Law’s hot sticky cum spilled inside you, whimpers and cries escaping his mouth as he gripped your hips so harshly you knew there’d be marks later.
Feeling the seed filling you up, you began cumming too, body shaking as your hips jerked up to meet Law’s thrusts, pretty moans leaving your lips.
You both eventually calmed down, you collapsing backwards to lay flat on the desk, while Law fell forward to lay on top of you, his cock still deep inside you.
“F-fuck,” he cursed, burying his face into your neck.
You let out a light-hearted chuckle, beginning to run your fingers through his hair. “Should’ve just told me you needed help, baby,” you whispered, feeling Law’s exhausted body tremble against you. “Though, I did enjoy the show.”
“Y-you’re not mad I used your panties?” He asked, voice weak.
“Of course not,” you smiled, a cute giggle leaving you.
“Th-that’s… good to know.”
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manszen · 3 months
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lovers in denial
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pairing. fem!reader x trafalgar law.
summary. you and law like each other but both of you don't want to admit it.
contains. fluff, crack maybe, depicted during wano arc before luffy's arrival.
word count. 1.3k.
note. woohoo, my first time writing for one piece!
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“i mean this in the most friendly way possible, but you are easily the most attractive person i know.”
law trips over an imaginary pebble and immediately scowls at you.
it's a wonder how the conversation went from the current issues at hand as you wait for a certain captain to reach wano, to somehow gauging law as an attractive person — and by your words, the most one at that.
he blames his current rapport with the straw hats for being so strung up all the time. he prides himself as a collected person, but that patience wear thin whenever the straw hat and his crew skip some of the details in his well-thought plan that he's left with nothing but to improvise. and it seems the disease of being caught by ill surprise has spread further in his system that even you start to affect him.
"is it your height?" you ponder, leaving him glowering behind as you continue trekking back to your hideout. "no, that's not it."
he clicks his tongue in annoyance, catching up to fall back to your steps while keeping silent. still, you wonder out loud, determined to find the reason why you end up with such a statement.
"is it your looks?" you put a lone finger under your chin, head snapping his way as you ask yourself.
your eyes catch his golden ones, before trailing them down to his lips, settling at the rough sharpness of his jaw; and he itches to tug down his hat just so he could hide away from your intense scrutiny.
"maybe?" you still sound unsure even after a long time of observing him. "i think you're much more attractive when you smile. but maybe it's because of your smart, mysterious aura?”
before law can open his mouth for a due retort, you continue on, "or maybe it's your tattoos that makes you attractive.”
the last one doesn’t sound like a question. at all. it’s more like an observation — a bold statement, if you will. and the corners of his lips somehow curl up.
you don’t even notice that you stopped walking. your gaze shifting to the tribal heart tattoo peeking on his chest, barely covered by his black yukata; and for a moment, there's an unreadable expression in your face, as if you’re imagining the whole expanse of his chest, lean muscles and all that, within the safe confines of your mind.
it’s more than enough to burn through law's already warming skin.
"hey, you’re staring," he gruffly points out, stepping ahead of you.
your eyes widen before turning all defensive on him.
"like i said,” you huff as you catch the quick stride of his long legs, “i mean that in the most friendly way. there’s not much to see back in the polar tang, you know?”
“and? you think i’m attractive simply because you have no options?”
you almost skip a step, almost falling forwards as you digest at his newfound conclusion, chuckling how it’s been the right answer all along, “that’s it! i always knew you’re a genius, captain!”
he rolls his eyes, albeit smiling at the sound of your twinkling laughter, “and what else have you been mulling over instead of helping me gather intel?”
“boo, you’re such a killjoy, captain,” you pout, kicking some random dirt like a kid. “i take it back. you’re not attractive…”
law raises a delicate brow, glancing at you with an intent to keep the playful vibe between you two. he asks then, surprisingly with mirth in his deep voice, “are you lying upfront to your captain?”
he watches, amused, as you try all your might to keep your teasing smile at bay.
“captain!”
the easygoing trance is broken when the two of you recognize bepo’s call, followed by more greetings from shachi and penguin.
“this isn’t over,” law leans down to whisper in your ear. it’s odd, but he doesn’t want the conversation with you to end just yet. still, a captain is a captain with all the duties and responsibilities.
he leaves your side with a heavy sigh and hears you chuckle at his empty warning. then, ever so softly, you say ‘aye, aye captain’. unbeknownst to him, your words bring out an incandescent smile to his face.
as he reaches the others, he’s immediately grabbed and crowded in something similar to impish teenagers.
“captain, what was that just now?”
“i swear there were flowers blossoming behind your trail!”
“and here i thought wano’s land is not cultivable.”
“cultivable? honestly, it was like watching newly weds.”
“did you run off to get married, captain?”
“are you not a virgin anymore, captain?”
these are the questions that are thrown once you’re out of earshot. one by one, he eyes the three heads in front of him: bepo, shachi, and penguin, before forcefully smacking them with the hilt of his sword.
“captain! what was that for?!” they cry out, immense pain evident on their faces.
law pinches the bridge of his nose. his once light and airy mood dissipating upon the rapid interrogation of the three, his stress returning tenfold, “where the hell did you get that idea?”
he’s simply gathering intel with you. after all, wano is a country closed to outsiders. therefore, no amount of information has been leaked to rest of the world. that and it has been under kaidou’s clutches for so long. so how come these three idiots think he’d run off to marry? while on a mission? what’s more, run off to marry you? and penguin didn’t even hold back with the last question.
even asking his virginity, really?
he feels the urge to smack penguin again, with more force to it this time, and sensing his rising anger, penguin immediately backs away. his hands raising in surrender.
“c-captain, didn’t you say you like her?” he sweats, smile nervous and teary.
“since when did i say that?” one step toward penguin, penguin doing two steps back.
“oh, w-well… shachi told me!” he squeals.
law’s head whipped around to find shachi, who’s now tightly gripping bepo’s orange boiler suit from behind.
“c-captain! haha… bepo! bepo told me!” shachi shrieks and hides from his scornful glare, as bepo yelps upon being harshly put under the spotlight.
“captain…” bepo whimpers. his eyes in near tears, furry paws clasp together as if praying his captain sees the truth behind their tittle-tattles. as law gives his undivided attention to the helpless polar bear, he realizes then that he just made a definite mistake on his part.
“i never said that,” he glowers instead, settling for the only thing he can do: admit his truth and frown upon their claims.
“well, you never denied it either,” shachi bravely comments from behind bepo, deeming it’s the safest place to survive his captain’s fury. “that’s just the same thing!”
while in the far corner of his eye, he perceives penguin breaking into more tears, maybe regretting his decision for not running behind bepo. “shachi, shut your trap,” penguin sniffles.
“but, captain,” bepo starts and law sighs in defeat, “you do like her, right?”
law tries to cool down his expression, preventing even the slightest emotion to slip through that will feed these rascals their delusions. and yet at the back of his mind, he remembers your subtle, not-so-subtle observation of him, your cute ‘aye, aye, captain’ from earlier, and all of a sudden, every fluttering butterfly comes rushing back to him.
as a medical expert, he should know what an irregular, fluffy heart rate means.
this is getting ridiculous, he thinks.
he shakes his head, banishing it all away. too quickly, he feels exhausted. he knows that when bepo, shachi and penguin have something to put their minds on, there’s no escaping it. so he grumbles, lacing a captain’s finality to his words, “just don’t put her in a position where she’ll feel uncomfortable.”
and with that, the three heart pirates swoon as if they themselves are experiencing their captain’s springtime of youth.
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The after party || Trafalgar Law x reader
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Warnings: +18, nsfw, jealousy, possessive law, canon universe, cocky law, fingering (f), backshots, references to a threesome (maybe in the future), a bit of past angst
Summary: Your captain gets jealous during the Wano party and you love to see him that way.
Materialist
After winning against Big Mom and Kaido, Law felt pletoric, he wasn’t a very party person but that felt like having the night of his life. He had his second drink on his hand and was watching his crew mates having fun with the rest of alliance members, but it would be a lie if he said his eyes were only focused on one particular figure.
Your waists were moving from one side to the other, making Law go crazy and feeling his cock getting harder from each moment passing. He wanted to see those waists rolling on top of him, while his dick was deep inside of you.
He closed his eyes and tightened his grip on the sake cup in his hand. He needed you right now and if you kept moving like that he wouldn’t hesitate and take you out of there in a heartbeat.
You throw your head backwards, laughing at something someone said. Your hair fell back, revealing the beautiful waves you had and your chest rose and fell from laughter and exposing a little bit more of skin, making the guy in front of you blush. Law couldn’t take it anymore and he stood from his seat and walked straight to you and that guy's place.
You were still laughing when he arrived beside you and held your wrist. Law leaned towards you and kissed you roughly, inserting his tongue into your mouth. You gasped at the sensation, it wasn't the first time you had kissed but it was done in such a possessive and aggressive way. Your legs shook and Law must have noticed because he placed his hand on your lower back to steady you.
Law pulled away from you, breaking the kiss. Your chest rose and fell rapidly, trying to catch your breath again. When you opened your eyes again, you saw that the man you had been animatedly chatting with was no longer there, and that you now had Law, in front of you with a look full of lust and you could swear that he was capable of undressing you and fucking you in that moment.
“What the fuck do you think you are doing Law?” You broke free from his grip.
“What princess did I interrupt your little moment?” He responded with a cocky smile.
“Yeah you did.” You crossed your arms in front of you.
“Princess you know we…”
“We?!” You laughed sarcastically. “So now there is a we? Don’t make me laugh, Law.”
“C’mon princess.” He said brushing your waist, making a shiver run down your spine.
“No Law, you made everything fucking clear back when you decided to leave us, leave me in Zou saying that whatever we had was just a hobby for you. So you don’t get jealous when you see me with anyone.” You poked him in the chest with your index finger.
Law smiled, running his tongue along the inside of his mouth. You drove him crazy and he knew he was a dick for what he said to you back then, but if he didn't make you hate him, he knew you would do anything to go with him and putting you on risk was the last fucking thing he wanted. He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him. Your whole body was stuck to his and you could feel how hard he was under his clothes.
“Princess… I’m not jealous.” He leaned close to your ear and whispered. “Because none of those assholes are going to be able to lay a single finger on you.” He said and bit your earlobe, making you sway.
You swallowed and looked away from his gaze. “You are a fucking dick Law. I’m sure Eustass could…”
“Don’t you dare finish that phrase, sweetheart.” He got closer to you, if that was possible.
“Didn’t you say that you weren’t jealous?” You smiled. “Does Eustass make you that nervous?” You were pushing him forward.
“That asshole could never make you feel like I do.”
“Did. We haven’t been together since what? Over a year now? I’m pretty sure Eustass could satisfy me, with those biceps and big chest.” Seeing him jealous, was driving you insane and was making you hornier.
Law tensed his jaw and scanned your face with his honey eyes. He grabbed your wrist and started walking, away from the people, the party, the noise. When you were far enough away from everyone and everything, he pushed you against what you thought was an old abandoned cabin and began to devour your lips. You gasped as you felt Law's hand make its way under your kimono, getting closer and closer to your intimate area.
“Ah…” You moaned when his index touched your clitoris.
“You like that?”
“Yes… Captain.”
“That’s my babe. You are so fucking wet and I haven’t put my fingers in you yet.” He whispered to your ear.
“That’s because… because seeing you jealous made me wet.”
“Oh… so that’s it. You like seeing your captain angry, jealous?” He said, grabbing your face.
“Yes…”
“Yes what?”
“Yes captain.”
He smirked and captured your lips while introducing two fingers on your pussy, making you moan in his mouth. His long fingers exploring every corner of your sex.
You cried out covering your mouth with your palm. “Yes.” You let out.
“I want to hear you baby, don’t cover that pretty mouth of yours.” He said taking your palm out of your mouth. “Baby, do you have any idea how insane you make me? How fucking sexy you looked tonight? How jealous I was whenever a bastard approached you or made you laugh.”
“Oh my god” You let out, baring your teeth as Law increased the speed of his fingers. “Please Law…” You slightly opened your eyes, feeling the tears on them. “Fuck me.”
“No.” He responded with a cocky smile. “First I want you to cum on my fingers. To make you scream my name.” He said fingering you and rubbing your clit.
You slightly open your mouth enjoying Law’s fingers on you, feeling how you were getting closer and closer to your climax. He kept on working on you while kissing your neck and still holding you tightly. Your legs started to shake as you came on his fingers
“Law!” You said loudly.
“There you are sweetie.” He held your cheeks with one hand and smiled before kissing you.
“Stop being sweet and fuck me already.” You said on his lips.
“Oh I will and everyone in Wano will know how good I make you feel.”
“Mhm.” You tasted his words like honey.
He turned you around, and held your hips firmly. You could hear her pull down her pants and with a single thrust he entered you. A moan escaped from the back of your throat and with every thrust he gave, you couldn't help but moan. Law grabbed you by the neck to bring you closer to him and kiss you again while his thrusts became stronger and faster. You loved when he got jealous and then you fucked like there was no tomorrow.
“Fuck Law.” You let out. “Right there, please!”
He kept on speeding while moans also came out of his mouth, which made you hornier.
“Fuck…” He said. “I want you to come on my dick.” He grabbed your cheeks. “Do you understand, baby?” You nodded and you did as he said, you came in him with a loud moan. “That’s it baby.” He said as he came.
He pulled out of you, and you leaned against the wall as you tried to catch your breath after what had happened just now. You put on the kimono you were wearing and turned to look at him, his cheeks were red and his breathing was rapid.
“That was amazing.” You let out. “I love when you are so possessive.”
“Sure…” His cockiness was back. “But don’t you dare mention Kidd or how he could…”
“Wouldn’t you want to have a threesome with him?” You teased him with a smirk.
“Baby…” He walked towards you. “I’m the only one who can fuck you.”
“Why?” You came closer.
“Because you’re the only one for me and I’m the only one for you.” He said and left a kiss on your lips.
“Mhm…” You smiled on his lips. “I wouldn’t mind having another round during the after party.” You winked at him and started to walk away.
You felt him smile and walk next to you. “It won’t be one more round in the after party.”
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cozage · 9 months
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hii can i request silent treatment with sabo, law, and ace? like the one you wrote before! i love reading it sm i wanted to see how they (sabo, law, and ace) would react if they received/ gave silent treatment !
Characters: gn reader x Sabo, Law, Ace Cw: everyone involved being a bit of an orange flag Total word count: 4k
Silent Treatment
Sabo
Oh sweet sweet Sabo. He didn’t even realize his offhanded joke in the meeting had offended you. He didn’t think about how you and Koala were the only ones not laughing about the jokes the officers said. He didn’t notice how you and Koala immediately left the room fuming as soon as you could.
He had to run to catch up with you after the meeting, and you showed no sign of slowing your pace. 
“Hey!” he called out, trying to get to you. “I’m gonna go out with the guys for a bit, I’ll catch up with you soon?”
“Do whatever you want,” you shot back. “The men know best after all, right?” 
He must not have heard the sarcasm and anger laced in your voice, because he just gave you a wink and a peck on the cheek and ran off with some of the other leaders. 
Koala gave you a side smirk. “They’re clueless, I swear,” she laughed. 
“We never get the credit,” you grumbled. “I can’t do it anymore, Koala! I’m so fed up with this!”
“Have you talked to him about it?”
“So many times!” you cried. “We’re treated the same professionally but socially-”
“It’s a commanders club,” she finished for you. “Maybe we should make a separate club?”
“Rule One: No talking to them until they apologize.”
Sabo was surprised to find that you weren’t waiting for him in bed when he got home. You weren’t in the spare room, either. 
He finally found a note on the kitchen that was short and to the point. “Sleeping at Koala’s.”
Confusing, but he was slightly drunk, so he opted to go to bed and figure it out in the morning. 
When morning came, he was disappointed to find that the coffee hadn't started. He went to grab his overnight oats from the fridge, but you hadn’t made that for him either, which was strange. Usually when you stayed at Koala’s, you prepped all that stuff ahead of time. But last night you hadn’t. He’d have to ask you about that before the meeting this morning. 
He arrived late to the meeting since the coffee took longer than he thought it would and he had to make breakfast. You were already sitting when he got there, you and Koala talking to each other quietly. Normally you saved a se at for him, but today all of the seats had been filled, and he was left with one at the end of the table.
He kept trying to catch your eye, but you refused to look at him. He finally caught Koala’s at one point, and mouthed “What’s wrong?” but she simply rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Dragon. 
If Koala was mad at him, that meant you were mad at him. He racked his brain the entire meeting, trying to think of what he would’ve done to make you upset. But he couldn’t think of anything. 
He tried to catch you after the meeting, but you and Koala made a beeline for the door and ignored his calls after you. 
“Just let them go, dude,” Jiron said to him. “Those two never want to hang out with us anyway.”
Shit. It all clicked together. The jokes made in the meeting yesterday, him going out with the boys without asking if you and Koala had wanted to come. 
“Maybe if you treated them with a little respect, Jiron, they would.” Sabo’s words came out in a low, threatening hiss. 
“Look, I know you’re close with them,” Jiron said. “But they’re not very nice to us either. They’re kind of…”
“Kind of what?” Sabo edged, his blood starting to boil. 
“Well…bitchy.”
Sabo wasn’t really sure what happened next. He didn’t remember doing anything, but the next moment, Jiron was on the ground holding his nose. Blood was leaking out through his fingers onto the ground. 
“Don’t use that word to describe either of them ever again. Got it?” Sabo growled the words, looking around the room. 
“What the FUCK, Sabo?” Jiron cried, but Sabo was already pacing toward the door, desperate to get to you as soon as possible. 
He caught up with you and Koala quickly and jumped between the two of you, wrapping his arms around your alls shoulders. You tensed at his touch, but once you realized it was him, you just scoffed and shrugged him off. 
“Go away, Sabo,” Koala sneered as she shoved him away.
“I’m sorry!” Sabo jumped in front of you all, trying to block your path. “Please, I’m sorry I laughed at those jokes yesterday and even made one myself. That was really shitty of me.”
“Sabo,” you sighed, shaking your head.
He fell to his knees and looked up at you, begging. “And please teach me how to use the coffee machine! And make overnight oats! I’ll make it from now on. I’m starving and I’m sorry.”
His apology made you giggle, and you took his hands and helped him to his feet. Once he was standing, you laced your fingers through his. “You’ll really make the oats?”
“If you want me to.”
“Deal.” You smiled, and gave him a soft kiss to seal his promise. “Can’t go back on it now.”
“And how are you going to make it up to me?” Koala pouted.
“Oh,” Sabo suddenly got very bashful. “I punched Jiron, I think.”
“You WHAT?!”
Law
You bounded into Law’s office, excited to tell him the news. “Law! Shachi just caught-”
“Hang on,” Law mumbled, flicking through his book. He was always looking for something. You were always interrupting him. 
After a few minutes, he looked up at you. “Okay, go ahead.”
“Shachi just caught an electric eel! A massive one!”
The moments the words left your mouth, Law was back to looking back at his book. “Interesting. Is that all?”
“Well, I just thought-”
“Hang on,” he mumbled again, already lost on another tangent in his head. 
“Don’t worry about it.” You left the room before he had a chance to respond, though you doubt he even noticed your absence.
He got like this sometimes, and you tried not to get hurt by his sudden coldness. It’s just what happened when you were with the Surgeon of Death. A few hours later you had all but forgotten the encounter. There was an island coming up, and you ran to alert him.  
“Law!” You slammed his door open, ecstatic. “Law! Guess-”
“Do you mind?!” His loud and hostile voice made you take a step back. “I’m trying to do something and you keep interrupting me!”
You pushed down the lump that was in your throat, but you could feel your lip trembling, threatening to give you away. You couldn’t look weak in front of him. 
“Sorry,” you whispered, rushing out of the room.
Shachi found you first, furiously wiping the tears from your face. “I told you, you’re too good for him! Maybe you should give him a taste of what it’s like to lose you.”
“Like how?”
A devious grin grew on Shachi’s face. “Silent treatment.”
“Hey captain.” Bepo peeked in the door nervously, knowing there was tension about to be caused. “We’re heading off to the island.”
Law looked up from his book, confused. “Island?” You always told him when you were about to approach an island.
“We docked about a half hour ago,” Shachi chimed in from the hallway.
Law could hear something in his voice. “Where’s Y/N? Are they going?” 
“They're going,” Shachi said, grabbing the door handle. 
“Well, can you-” Law’s words were cut off by Shachi slamming the door shut. 
That was Law’s first indication of something stirring. Shachi always took your side during squabbles, and he seemed livid today. 
Law meant to go talk to you. He wasn’t sure what he needed to apologize for, but he knew it was something. But then he found an interesting article about poisons, and he got sucked into reading. Before he knew it, the sun had set and he had to turn on a lamp to keep reading.
Shachi, on the other hand, kept your mind busy. He took you out on the town, dragging you into every clothing shop and making you try anything on that even might look good on you. He pulled you into dessert shops and trinket stores and forced you to go on a beach walk with him. He was your best friend for a reason.
“What if he doesn’t apologize?” you asked him, watching the sun sink. “Then you don’t talk to him, no matter what,” Shachi responded.
Law was still shut away in his office when you returned, and your heart felt a soft ache. He hadn’t even noticed your absence. 
“Come on,” Shachi said gently. “You can sleep in our room.”
“I should go talk to-”
“No,” Shachi said firmly. “He always does this. He needs to learn his lesson.” So you slept in the crew bunkhouse for the first time in months. Nobody asked questions, everyone just accepted it. You suspected Shachi had filled them in. 
It took Law a few minutes to realize what was wrong. He had come into his room silently and brushed his teeth in the dark before bed like always. It was quieter than usual. And when he went to lay down, the bed was still made. As he pulled the covers back, he couldn’t help but notice how unnatural it felt. But he couldn’t place why.
It was too cold, he realized. And he quickly flicked on a light in the room to find it empty. Thoughts raced through his mind. Where were you? Had you gone missing? Had the Navy or someone else captured you to turn you in for a bounty? 
He quickly walked to the shared common room, where he found Penguin and Ikkaku sitting. “Did you go to the island?” he asked, scanning the room. It was too late for you to be up, but he had to double check. 
They both nodded, and Law tried not to panic. “Did Y/N come back?”
“Yeah,” Penguin affirmed. “We had dinner with them and Shachi, and we all walked back together.” He gave Ikakku a nervous glance before continuing. “I think they’re sleeping in the shared bunkhouse.”
“What?” Law hissed. “Why?” But Ikkaku and Penguin both shrugged, and Law turned and stormed out the door, making a beeline for the bunkhouse. 
He flung the door open, searching for you. He quickly found you in the bunk below Shachi, and he walked over to where you were sleeping. 
“What are you doing?” Law said, shaking you lightly. “Come to bed.”
You groaned in your sleep and pushed him away. You never slept well in the bunkhouse. You were a light sleeper, any type of noise made you wake up. 
“Y/N,” Law said, shaking you harder. “Let’s go.” 
“Law?” Your eyes finally opened, your voice full of exhaustion and sleep. Once you realized it was him, you slapped a hand over your mouth. Silent Treatment. 
Law could see the hurt and anger in your eyes when you recognized him, and his heart constricted when you turned away from him. 
“Can we talk about what’s going on? Please?” he begged. He was trying not to disturb others, but you could hear them beginning to stir. 
You almost caved, but Shachi came to your rescue. He hopped down from his bed and put himself between you and Law. “You can talk in the morning,” Shachi said. “Y/N wants to be here, so let them sleep here.”
Law tried to look past Shachi to you. “I know you can’t stand sleeping here. Just come to bed. Please.”
“Captain.” Shachi’s voice was on the verge of dangerous defiance. “Leave.”
Law stared at him, not sure what to make of Shachi’s protectiveness over you. His gaze was almost challenging, but Shachi refused to back down. He could hear the others in the room starting to stir, and he knew he was only embarrassing you, so he conceded. “I’m coming back first thing.”
“That’s fine,” Shachi said. “If Y/N wants to talk then, you’re welcome to have a conversation.”
Law slept horribly that night. His fingers kept reaching out for you. The bed felt too big, the covers weren’t warm enough. He finally got up and started reading. He was too anxious to sleep.
So were you. You were tossing and turning every 20 minutes, trying to get comfortable. You couldn’t sleep without Law’s heartbeat thrumming in your ears. But Shachi made you promise to never admit it. 
Law was sitting in the hallway outside the door when you went to get breakfast. You almost tripped over him, and when he saw you, he immediately stood to his feet. His tired gold eyes pierced into your soul, and you could see he was in rough shape.  “Can we talk now?” He tried to keep the desperation out of his voice, but you could hear it loud and clear. 
You gave a panicked look to Shachi, but he only gave you a smile and a small nod, encouraging you on. 
You gave Law a nod in agreement. You still weren’t ready to talk to him, but you could listen. 
“I did something yesterday,” Law said, closing the door to his office as you walked in. “I snapped at you when you were excited about something. I prioritized my studies over you and I’m sorry.”
You watched him closely, making sure his words were genuine. Law had a tendency to apologize when he knew you wanted to hear it, not when he actually felt bad about it. 
“I’ve been doing that a lot lately,” he continued. “I tend to get obsessed with my work, and my relationships hurt because of it. And I know it’s not fair to ask you, but I need you to tell me when I’m hurting you. Because I don’t want to hurt you. That’s the last thing I want. So please…tell me. Yell at me. Smack me. Just don’t…don’t disappear on me. Please.”
Your heart melted at his words. You walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. “And you won’t get mad?”
“I promise I won’t.”
You gave him a mischievous grin. “Even if I smack you really hard?” 
“I feel like I’m going to regret saying that,” he groaned.
You giggled and gave him a soft kiss. “Too late, Captain.” You rested your head on his shoulder, his familiar scent making your eyes start to droop. “Can we go back to bed now?”
“Bed would be nice,” he mumbled into your hair, already pulling you toward his private room. 
Ace
Fifteen people in the bar, and your boyfriend had flirted with every single one. 
Friendly. That’s what he always called it. He was just being friendly. But you saw the way those commoners looked at him, the lust in their eyes. Getting with a pirate would be thrilling, they’d whisper when his back was turned. He never seemed to hear them talk about him, but he’d always be around them. Convenient. 
“You shouldn’t be bothered,” he’d always say. “You know that I’ll always choose you.”
But you were bothered. You hated the pit of jealousy that formed in your gut every time a new person walked up to him. They were always so touchy, rubbing their hands along his shoulders, and the daring ones would even venture down his chest. Like he was their plaything. But he didn’t belong to them. 
He was yours. Just not in this bar. Or any bar. 
Maybe it was time to give him a taste of his own medicine. You were certain he wouldn’t be able to stand the thought of you flirting with another man. 
Your eyes met an attractive man across the bar, and you decided it would be a good theory to test. 
Seeing what you were about to do, Marco grabbed your wrist, pulling you back down into the seat. “Wait,” he muttered.
“Stay out of it, Marco,” you hummed softly. Your voice was pleasant, but there was a threatening undertone to it. 
“If you want to make him jealous that will end in a fight and change nothing except the intensity of your makeup sex, go for it.” 
Your cheeks brightened at his words, and you finally broke your eye contact with the random man to look at the commander. “Marco-!”
“But if you want to make him panic and stay by your side from now on, listen.” Marco’s voice got low. “Ace looks over here at least once every five minutes. He’s checking on you. I’m guessing jealous sex is his-“
“MARCO!”
“Anyway, I guarantee if you vanish, it’ll make him sweat. Just go back to the Moby Dick, and crash in my room for the night if you want. Give him a bit of the silent treatment. Don’t lean into what he wants. Push away, and I know he’ll stop.”
“How?”
“Because he’s head over heels for you, dummy. Even right now, all he wants is your attention. Don’t give it to him and you’ll cut the bad habits.”
It was worth a shot, and you wouldn’t have to talk to any sleazy guys to test the theory. 
“You’re the best, Marco.” You flashed him a grin and stood, giving Ace one last glance. “But never talk about my sex life again.”
“Oh please,” Marco scoffed. “You have no idea what the commanders talk about during shower time, do you?”
Your eyes widened in horror, but Marco just laughed. “Relax! It was a joke!”
“It better be!” you hissed. “Or I’ll skin that boy alive.”
You gave one more glance to Ace. He was caught up in some conversation with a woman, giving her most of his attention. You rolled your eyes, jealousy panging in your chest, and slipped out the door. 
The first two times Ace glanced over at your table, he wasn’t worried about your absence. But the third time, he started to get a bad feeling. You had been gone for too long. 
He wandered back to the table, trying to appear casual and unbothered. “Hey Marco,” he said, bringing him another beer. “Where’s Y/N?”
Marco knew he was using the beer as a bribe, but took it anyway. “Not sure, they walked out about thirty minutes ago. Hasn’t been back since.”
“What?” Ace could feel himself sobering up, worried about your safety. “Where’d they go?”
“They seemed tired,” Marco said, watching Ace carefully. 
“But they always tell me when they’re going home,” Ace grumbled, looking around. “I’m gonna head back too. Kind of over this whole scene.”
Marco chuckled, reading through Ace’s words, but he didn’t say anything further. He watched Ace walk out the door and back to the ship without so much as a goodbye to anyone in the bar, and he knew his plan would work. 
Ace tried not to panic when you weren’t in his room. Sometimes you slept in other places, like the common room or the bunkhouse. Especially on drunken nights, you always seemed to find some random place to pass out. But you always told him when you were going to bed. 
He didn’t sleep well. He wandered around the ship several times, trying to appear unbothered. But he was searching every nook and cranny, desperately looking for where you had landed yourself. 
He didn’t see you again until the next morning, sitting at the breakfast table with Marco and a few others. You were completely surrounded by people, but Ace stopped by your seat on the way to the breakfast line. 
“Hey.” He touched your shoulder and you stiffened at the contact, which was odd. Normally you leaned into his touch. You always looked up at him full of love, silently begging him for a morning kiss. But this morning you didn’t even bother to look his way. “Where’d you end up last night?” he asked. 
“My room,” Marco answered for you, laughing. “That sure was a shock to walk into!”
You laughed, shoving Marco slightly. You still refused to acknowledge Ace, though it was starting to get difficult. “Hey Thornton, you left shortly before me. Where did you end up?”
“I swear I could’ve made it back to my room if I wanted to!” he bellowed, and everyone laughed. 
“Right!” you laughed. “I bet the deck all night sure was cozy!”
You were ignoring him. Ace was sure of it. Had something happened between you and Marco…no. The two of you had only ever been friends, so close you might as well have been siblings. 
He finally left you alone, his brain in overdrive trying to figure out what had made you so upset since the last time he spoke to you. 
“You flirt too much,” Marco said, joining him in line. 
Ace looked back at him, confused. “What?”
“You’re wondering why Y/N is ignoring you, right?” Ace shrugged, trying not to show that it was bothering him too much, but Marco clicked his tongue in disapproval. “Drop the act, man. You should care. And I know you do. I can practically see the steam coming out of your ears trying to figure it out.”
“I just like to talk to people,” Ace defended. “What’s the harm in that?”
“The harm is you don’t just talk. You flirt.” Marco chuckled, shaking his head. “I know what you’re doing, dude, and I don’t blame you. But you’ve got a good thing. Don’t lose it because you want to…talk.”
Ace frowned, annoyed with being called out so personally, but he thought about it while he ate his breakfast alone. He knew how much you hated the way he treated local islanders when you all went out. But he loved the jealous, possessive side of you. He loved watching you fight for him, even if you were fighting with him. 
He found you lounging on the deck, reading a magazine. He walked over to you and sat on the edge of the lounger. He saw your eyes flick up and then immediately back to the magazine, and he could’ve sworn the air temperature dropped 10 degrees. 
“Hey,” he cooed, his hands dancing up your legs, finding the spots he knew you were ticklish. 
You tried to move your legs, but there weren't many places to escape to without getting up and walking away. 
“Please talk to me,” he pouted. He leaned against you, pushing your magazine out of the way and resting his head on your chest, looking up at you with his signature puppy dog eyes. 
You turned your head away from him, trying your best to ignore him even though he was physically on top of you, pinning you down. 
“Pleaseeeee,” Ace begged. His hands came up and playfully squished your cheeks, and you struggled to keep a straight face. He was so good at making you smile. 
“Go away,” you finally said, trying to push him off of you. It was useless, but you had to try. 
“You speak!” Ace cheered, and you rolled your eyes. You were tired of his antics. You wanted an apology. 
“I’m so lonely without you, babe,” Ace sang offkey, his fingers tracing along your shoulders. “Please come back to me, my loveeeee.”
You didn’t react, but you could feel your vision starting to get blurry. He was too stubborn, but you couldn’t keep doing this. You couldn’t keep being humiliated and forced to watch Ace live the best of both worlds. 
“I’m sorry,” Ace finally whispered when he saw your eyes starting to get watery. “I know I’m a little insane.”
You finally looked at him, still silent. Waiting for more. 
“And I’m sorry I’ve been hurting you for so long,” he said. “I don’t want to lose you. So no more flirting with random people in bars. You’re mine. And I’m yours.”
“Promise?” you whispered, your voice breaking. 
“I promise,” he said, nuzzling into your chest and hugging you tight. He’d hold you close and never let you slip away again.
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