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sanjisboyfie · 5 months

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rockstar ! trafalgar law headcanons

trafalgar law x male reader ; he might seem ooc but he isn't, trust me. this is how law is supposed to be perceived, i talked to oda himself and sorted this all out with him before publishing.

-> listened to brooklyn baby by lana while writing this...hehehehheheehhehehehehe ps. i think that is my favorite photo of manga law ever oh my fuking godhes so hot.

rockstar ! law . . . did not get famous overnight, but also did not get famous on purpose...if that makes sense. like his ass was up posting his guitar covers on youtube for years before someone reached out to him on joining a proper band. but also he wasn't posting those guitar covers with the intent of getting noticed. he just wanted people to see how SICK he was on guitar (he's a not-so-secret narcisst). but also another reason he posted them was because of you, his boyfriend who he had been in a relationship for a year at that point, was encouraging him to do so. your support for him and his talent was really assuring and fuelled him to be confident enough to post them online. (he was kind of against the idea at first, probably saying romantic shit like, "i want only you to hear the songs i play," but eventually was swayed when you spent many minutes convincing him to)

rockstar ! law . . . when he finally goes on tour with his band, he is pretty insistent and headstrong in allowing you to come with. he doesn't care if he needs to pay out of pocket money to fund your stay with him and his bandmates, he will if he has to. because he's not leaving you for months on end, pursuing the dream that was only possible because of how you supported him through it. there's absolutely no way he's going on tour without his boyfriend.

law's tattooed arms were crossed over his wide chest as he listened to their manager and a team of people tell him and his band about their upcoming plan for their first ever tour.

after the end, when it was about time for everything to wrap up, law calmly asked, "what about bringing significant others?" this makes the executives share looks with one another before apologetically smiling at him.

"sorry, another person added onto the travel, boarding, and all that will not be able to fit into out budg-"

"then i'm not going," law says simply, already getting ready to storm out of the room. but the manager stops him by his wrist.

"n-now, let's not get hasty! this was not something we accounted for-"

"well you should've, i'm not going anywhere without him. i'm not gonna leave him." law states stubbornly, glaring down at the man that was much shorter than him, "he's either coming with us or i'm not going at all."

a silence passed over the room and his bandmates were internally praising law for having the balls to stand up to these powerful guys so carefree like that.

maybe that's what had made him such a good rockstar.

his passions that he was not willing to back down for, he'd settle for his desires being fulfilled or nothing at all.

what they didn't know was that all of those passions were singlehandedly fuelled by his immense love for you.

"a portion of it will have to come out of your pocket, then. we really don't have the funds to bring on another person. so if you can't-"

"i can manage. if that's all, and we're all good. me and [name] will be ready by the designated time and meet you all at the location with all of our things," law easily says, walking out of the room with his broad shoulders being the last thing the executives saw.

"wow, law is so cool!" a memeber, stage-named penguin, said with stars in his eyes.

"don't get any ideas." the manager immediately cuts them off before they can gush further.

rockstar ! law . . . is very openly gay for you <3 doesn't really care that people are expecting him to act a certain way because he is a rockstar, he could care less. he's said time and time again that the only reason these fans of his have the oppurtunity to appreciate him to such an extent is because of you. had it not been you encouraging him to post his covers, he would not be standing on that stage for them to admire. so he can be as shameless as he wants in displaying his affection for you. naturally, law isn't the most into pda, but when he hears annoying people batter him for being so into you, his boyfriend, he feels the need to piss them off even further.

law's calloused fingers were playing with the flesh of your waist as he held you close. it was dark in the after party room so he made sure to keep you secure to his side so that he wouldn't lose you in the crowd.

there were a bunch of celebrities that attended their recent show scattered around the room, but he didn't care for them. not when he had you on his arm. plus, he didn't really like these after parties that much - he'd much prefer to be on the tour bus cuddling with you.

feeling unimpressed with the party, he turned to you to feel some comfort. when he saw how you were just taking in the view of everyone, he leaned down to kiss you, surprising you at the sudden affection. but soon, the both of you were just pressed against the wall of the room and blatantly making out with each other. his raven hair was messy by the time you two pulled away from each other and that knowing smirk of his was proudly plastered on his face.

the next morning, the internet were ripping law into pieces for still being in a relationship with you despite having access to as many beautiful women, handsome men, and alluring people that he could have wanted. he was a talented, well-known name in the scene with a handsome face and charming demeanor. he could have had anyone. and some were frustrated, for some reason, that he was still with you.

five years going strong in your relationship wasn't enough for the press to believe he was satisfied and completely settled down with you, for some reason...

he groans the moment he sees the headlines, throwing his phone to the mattress and turning into your side to be comforted by you once again. the only person capable of calming him down still remains to be only you.

"love you," he says against your skin, making you laugh at the sleepy confession.

"love you, too, law. you know i don't care about the stupid shit they say," you comment, making note of how tight his arms were around your waist.

he doesn't acknowledge what you say, only peppering more kisses to your bare skin.

rockstar ! law . . . kinda perfectly fits the rockstar bf aesthetic to a T. he's wearing the leather jackets and the other staple fashion pieces that scream "rockstar boyfriend." it doesn't help the way the clothes so perfectly fall into place on his body. he enjoys matching with you too, even if your aesthetics may not match. if he's wearing a heavy jewlery piece, like a necklace, ring, or bracelet, he buys a matching one that you would like and would be able to style. he doesn't mind discarding his iconic leather jacket for you if you are feeling cold. and of course, he's attentive, protective, and caring for you (and only you) - perfectly fuelling the fantasies many people have of that "rockstar boyfriend persona"

law was not known for being hot-headed. there were never any stories of him giving customer service people a hardtime, or of him trashing hotel rooms like many others in the same genre as him were guilty of doing. his overall attitude was off standish, but polite.

with a slight difference whenever he was seen with you. still off standish and polite, but specially doting and careful when he is with you.

his arm is always slithered around your waist or shoulders and he is always seen attentively listening to whatever it is you're rambling about. his eyes focused in on you, and only you, show that he is blocking out the rest of the world and listening to you intently.

the way he almost, kind of, definitely glares at people that interrupt your time together before he softens his gaze the moment you catch him making faces and scold him. he's completely wrapped around your finger, despite his seemingly intimidating and threatening persona, he's complete mush with you.

his leather jacket was thrown over your shoulders as he protectively stood behind you. tonight, the two of you were at the bar and watching the live performance of the local band of the town you were in. due to your begging, he agreed to get off of the counter stool and dance and sway to the music with you.

his arms are resting in front of you as he holds your hands in his, completely engulfing them with the size difference. the jacket around you is practically drowning you as well.

he's rocking you back and forth, occasionally leaning down and pressing a kiss to your cheek and whispering sweet nothings to you. your cute moment unfortunately comes to an end though. some drunkard knocks into the two of you and spills their entire pint of beer on you and your clothing.

your first reaction is to take off law's jacket to spare it from reeking of the beverage, but law's first reaction is to push you behind him and size up the guy that knocked into you.

"the hell is your problem, man?! it was an accident!" the man defends himself when he feels threatened by your boyfriend.

law's one hand is holding your own, wanting to make sure you stay close to him some way, while the other is clenched at his side to form a fist. noticing how he was very close to landing a hit on the idiot's face, you pull him back by his shirt, "c'mon, people are staring,"

"don't care, this guy has got his head so far up his ass," law simply says, genuinely not caring at all that people were looking at him as if he were crazy.

"law, let's just go," he turns his head to you, his gaze softening as he turns.

he waits a couple seconds before speaking in whispers, "do you really want to go? i can just take care of him-"

"i do, really. let's just go, babe, it's alright, it was an accident," you continued trying to convince him.

"he could've done it on purpose, he could be a complete, total asshole,"

you laughed at his reasoning of giving the guy a lesson, shaking your head, "let's just go and get out of here."

law doesn't seem satisfied with having to let the guy go without any reprecussions, but if law is anything: he's a boyfriend that listens to his boyfriend.

so he walks away with you close by, tight grip on your hand, and silently cursing the asshole the entire ride home.

rockstar ! law . . . very casually dedicates the most romantic, sensual, loving, etc. songs to you when he is on stage.

"this one is for the man standing at side stage, waiting for me,"

"i've been with the same idiot for 5 years now and this song is for him,"

"this is [name]'s favorite, by the way. so if you don't like it, you can fuck off,"

rockstar ! law . . . who doesn't understand the way some fans really idolize your relationship. he loves you a lot and he's glad that they're accepting of that fact, but why are people on the internet asking him and you to adopt them...? or why are they calling the both of you their "daddies"? he's confused. he at least pieces together that they're being supportive, but he doesn't truly understand what they mean when they say stuff like "i wanna go to paris" underneath his posts of you and him on his instagram.

rockstar ! law . . . whose favorite audience is still you. he loves playing his guitar for you, just in the quiet of your room (when you're finally home for tour) and with you on the bed with his strumming as background noise to your reading, or whatever hobby you commit to.

his fingers move with such familiarity he can easily take his eyes off of the neck of the guitar. he looks at you with such love and care that it would make any onlookers vomit at how sweet he was being.

the song that he was playing was faintly resembling "can't help falling in love" by elvis, with his own personal twist. the moment you recognize the chords and notes, though, you look at him with a deadpan expression on your face.

he smirks, tilting his head, "what?" he'll ask with that annoying knowing look on his face.

"you're so cheesy," you comment with an eye roll.

"oh, don't be an asshole now,"

"not being an asshole, just being honest!"

law puts down the acoustic guitar, walking over to where you were and planting a kiss to the top of your head. clearing his throat, he begins to mimic the singer with exaggeration. it spurs you into laughter at his impression, which he only grins wider at. your laugh still remains his favorite sound in the whole world.

this soft side was only shown behind closed doors with you. and you liked it that way. no one else got to see your usually intimidating boyfriend with his walls completely down. how sweet and doting he actually was. polar opposite to that persona he put on whenever he walked onto those grand stages.

he was just yours right now.

and as he leans down to press a passionate kiss to your lips, you can smile against his with comfortability. and warmness spreads throughout both of your chests as he smiles back.

and finally, rockstar ! law who definitely gets your name tattooed somewhere on his body. probably on his hands or arms tbh because that is the most visible body part of his that gets photographed and noticed due to how he plays the guitar. that way if anyone wants to take photos of him in his element, they'll see a small part of you that he carries with him everywhere.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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One Piece boys when you lose your memory. [GN reader]

Summary: you lost your memory due to a fall or a battle with marine soldiers and your boyfriend takes care of you.

Characters: Sanji, Luffy, Law.

Sanji

poor Sanji, he feels like his heart has broken into a thousand pieces seeing his lover not remembering him.

he knows it's not your fault but it still hurts that you treat him like a stranger.

Sanji sees this as an opportunity to spend more time with you and maybe make you fall in love with him all over again.

he cooks your favorite food, hoping to bring back your memory

Sanji tells you about the romantic encounters you had with him.

if you allow it, nothing better than a kiss to make you remember him.

he will take good care of you, of course the crew will be at your disposal too, but Sanji will be the one who will help you the most with whatever you need.

no matter how long it takes, Sanji will keep trying to bring his lover's memories back.

Luffy

Luffy is willing to help you and even suggests giving you a few knocks in your head to bring your memory back. [then the rest of the crew came and hit him on the head instead]

he takes you to explore islands with him, hoping to remind you of the adventures you had with him.

likes to tell you stories and about what a badass and good friend you are, he will never let you forget your purpose and your dream.

asks you almost all the time if your memory came back, sometimes it gets annoying but you know he's just worried about you.

Law

as a doctor and your boyfriend, he will take care of you and do everything in his power to bring your memory back.

he will give you a few days of rest, if you don't stress yourself the chances of your memory coming back are great.

Law will order his crew to treat you right so you don't feel like a fish out of water around them.

will constantly check in on you in case you remembered something new

Law blushes when the crew tells you that he is your boyfriend, he was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable around him, so at first he just told you he was your captain/doctor.

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cebwrites · 4 months

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Hello !! Love the way you write the heart pirates 🫶 if it’s okay to request, would you be able to do head-cannons on the silly hearts with a reader who tends to fall asleep anywhere and everywhere around the polar tang?

They don’t do it on purpose- honest! But they don’t realize how tired they are and fall asleep on instant contact with anything comfy :’) ((inspired by my own tendencies to crash on the couch or floor with a simple pillow or soft blanket, the occasional chair if the sitting position complies))

No need to write if it’s a little silly!! You can take it any direction you want, have the bestest of days and keep on writing your awesome work, take care!!

a/n: eepy gang rise up!! i have a habit of getting very sleepy after eating too of course it's okay, this is just about what i need rn actually _〆(´Д｀ )

for anyone new here, here's the hearts name guide <- i use for them!

Heart Pirates with tired Reader

masc reader, they/them law word count: 1.4k

At first, it's just after a hearty dinner that your peers catch you on the verge of falling asleep—Bas, Laeno, and Dorie pride themselves on making such good knock-out food—but slowly they notice how you're seemingly able to pass out anywhere and everywhere you can find a comfortable enough position to curl into

Provided it's not during an important briefing or otherwise Heart-related meeting, since nodding off during those tends to make your captain quite upset and you've crossed them on the singular instance of doing exactly that before, the crew knows to leave you well enough alone

You pride yourself on never falling asleep on duty, at least

On occasion, someone will wake you for additional work at Law's behest if you've already finished or call you down for supper or Penguin and Shachi have the mischievous inkling to do something prank-related; either they're dragged away by someone more responsible or get chewed out by Law for putting you in ridiculous poses to take pics of while you were asleep, upset about something along the lines of potential injuries

The more you get to know your crew and the stronger your bonds become over the years, the more you start to lean on other Heart pirates for your impromptu naps instead of just cozy inanimate objects; none of them have ever beaten the sheer comfitude of the weighted blanket in your quarters, though

Bepo is the easiest suspect being as big and soft as he is, and the friendliest too, Ikkaku is more than happy to lend a shoulder as the resident "big sister" (although she's younger than half the other members), and hell even Pen and Shach were comfy enough pillows once you got them to swear not to pull any funny business while you slept - lest you made balloon animals out of them

The others all warm up to you on their own time, depending on whether you've been there from more or less the start or you're a relatively new member to the crew

Ani is reluctant for physical contact, it takes you getting to know them a little more before she's willing to shake you awake or spend a while sitting next to you taking a nap in comfortable silence, gay uncles Bas and Laeno with the addition of Fang have dubbed themselves the unofficial official "carries you to bed" squad

The other gay uncles (Marl and Gul) are content to leave you where you are whenever you drift off but always bring a blanket when it looks like you're getting cold or you don't seem like waking up any time soon - Dorie and Hoki try taking you to bed but Dorie's always too loud and ends up waking you before then and Hoki, well, Hoki can't quite seem to pick you up as a taller, heavier man

By god he's trying his best, though that also has the unfortunate consequence of waking you up; you once overhead Hoki training with Fang with the express purpose of getting strong enough to carry you to bed like "everyone else" and you genuinely didn't know whether to be flattered or mortified

Uni's content enough to let you lay your head on their shoulder (arm, because frankly he's huge) for a short while, though eventually he gets antsy and needs to move but since you're there he can't, but also Uni needs to move while not waking you up, like a cat asleep on its owner's lap trapping them for all eternity; other crew members have found him in this predicament every so often and find it hilarious/a perfect photo-op while he can't avoid the camera's embarrassing lens

Some of these pictures have both of you napping together (he accepted his fate and fell asleep sitting up, their back makes them regret it later)

You're awkward around Jean Bart at first, as you were with everyone else in the beginning, though you did puff out your chest a little at the thought of being someone's senior much like Bepo, and slowly as you took the initiative to spend more time around him, you'd find yourself falling asleep with his knee as you pillow every now and again, sometimes even with his very large hand over your back as a blanket; Jean Bart too would fall victim to the pictures taken while he was at the mercy of your slumbering form, unable to flee

Clione and Hake, as much as you adore them as friends, have the unintended affect of activating your sleepiness once they go on another one of their longwinded rambles about a topic of special interest; you've apologized time again that it's not because they're boring you, not at all! Their voices are just so easy to listen to, hearing them talk at length about things important to them, it's a comfortable backdrop to doze off to

Hake laughs this off with light teasing, flattered that their voice is as soothing as you claim it to be, Clione has to be coaxed with a bit more than that, but usually gives in after you agree to buying him a treat of his choosing at the next island they drop anchor at

The captain themself—you aren't quite sure how to act around them, you were sure that they'd been upset by the first and only time you fell asleep during that crew meeting, making it a point to never do that again in the hopes of avoiding Law's ire, and although it didn't seem like they'd been that upset with you again, being around them still set the hairs on the back of your neck on edge; like you were being watched

To your defense, you were, but not necessarily in the way in the way that you would've assumed

It took nearly a year of being in proximity with and hardship with each other for Law to finally ease up being around you and another year for them to fully let you in - you realize in that time that the staring is just something Law does with everyone, their crew, strangers on the street, marines they're supposed to be on watch for, it was just something your captain tended to do

Plus, observation wasn't the only reason for their keen eye on you, at some point, Law had developed these—day they say, absurd—feelings, for you, and were at a loss for what to do; so, without consulting anyone else like the massive dweeb they were, decided that intense soul-burning eye contact was the way to go instead of just talking to you and getting a boyfriend that way

Some days it was an attempt to get you to make a move before they did, other days it was trying to blow you up with their mind for daring to make them feel this way, and on the days you felt like you were ignored by your captain even more than before? Those were the one where Law doubted their feelings the most, wishing to hide them away and feeling if you looked too closely, you'd catch onto their "true" intentions and they would simply dissolve under your gaze

A bit unfair, but when has Law ever been anything but?

Now, comfortable with the relationship you've built with one another, Law calls you into their office often to sleep on the couch there, or take a nap on their bed while they worked tirelessly still at the desk in their room; whenever they needed a break or you'd call them over, they could simply recharge in the comfort of your arms and you'd get a warm body to slumber against

It does seem, however, that once the both of you got together Law started being a bit more scrutinous about your random cuddles with other crew members whenever you fell asleep per usual, almost pouting when you gave your attention, albeit unconscious but still physical, away to other people

You tease them about it once other Hearts inform you about this very interesting behavior and turn scowls into kisses with light laughter

The only person seemingly exempt from this "cuddle = angy Law" rule is Bepo, but that's only because he's the baby and Law is unwilling to give up their cuddles on their precious bear either, so the both of you will sometimes just nap on him together, sometimes to Bepo's chagrin when he needs to move just like Uni

Bepo obviously clears, but at least now it looks like there's finally someone to challenge your weighted blanket <3

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sunny-mercya · 2 months

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Irresponsible

Trafalgar Law x Male Reader

Fandom -> One Piece

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Law hated it—the carelessly and inconsiderate behaviour towards you, from your friends and Captain, who—Law had knew it all along, wasn't the right person for you—has a nonexistent and illogically mindset of thinking—and overall, Law simply hated it.

Since their start of Alliance on Punk Hazard, then during Dressrosa—and what happen on Cake Island, only being told about it—all the way to the here and now, Wano—your crewmates seemed, either purposely or unintentionally forgetful, to ignore your problem of health and denying you the medical attention you (desperately) needed.

This all lead up to the current situation, where you continue to push through—going way beyond over your own limits again—without a break, discarding your own health too—and came, after collapsing more than just once, close to dying. A repeat of the last few time.

Law watches you, how you stumbled towards him—unconsciously and out of focus, having just won one of the many final fights—against Kaido, his henchmens and Big Mom—yourself, which left you more than just bloody and beat.

Before you were even close enough to Law, your knees buckled in—falling forward, eyes rolling backwards and face scrunching up in pain—and Law had barely time to catch you.

Picking you up, Law carried you behind a broken stone wall—propping you against it and put his coat on you, to keep you warm.

Law checked your pulse, it was faint—unnoticeable even—but still there. The symptoms, just a few of many, were clear; short rapid breathing, sweating and shivering.

Your blood sugar levels had reached the lowest point. Probably having dropped to Zero by now. If that's the case and Law as a Doctor knew it was, he needs to inject you at least around four doses glucose—but Law himself has only one, actually two, though the second one broke and left behind a sticky mess in his pant pockets, syringe left—to get you stable enough and bring you somewhere far safer—the Polar Tang preferable.

»d-don't......I don't.....want« you mumbled out, having come back to your senses, weakly pushing Law's hand away from you.

»Shhh, I need to [Name]-ya« Law hushed you gently, moving your shirt upwards—rubbing over your stomach with his hand, giving you a bit of comfort—looking at the faint dots of injections, which begun to build up to an scaring area onto your skin.

You whined out painfully loud, body jerking and rolling over onto your side—holding your stomach after the cold needle left your skin.

Every interjection you had to take, you cursed your body and this damned blood sugar—which had made your life more miserable than those pills—to reduce your devil-fruit ability—you were forced, by mother, to take. You hated it.

Law turned you back, patting your cheeks to keep you awake and you were close to tell your boyfriend off—how this is his sole fucking fault and how you hate him for the discovery of it.

You didn't though, hadn't the energy left in you and minds busy to not vomit any minute—gulping down the rising bile.

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»Traffy! Is [Name] alright?« asked Luffy, voice loud as always and laced with concern for his friend.

Law was honest, when Luffy had appeared next to him—out of nowhere it seems—it did spooked him a bit, only a bit though.

»Strawhat-ya, give me your Syringes.« and when Law didn't received a reply right away, he asked again—harsher now, not having the time and nerves for niceties or to have a conversation with the Strawhat.

Luffy rubbed his neck sheepishly, when Law looked at him expectingly. Luffy knew you kinda needed the glucose at specific times, but he believed you can pull through it without them—like you had all the time before, because you're strong after all!

»I don't have them anymore, they broke during one of the fights, but [Nickname] doesn't need them, he's strong!«

Law had enough. Enough from all this bullshit talk about believe, because believing doesn't solve or cure anything—it's nothing but a false, selfish sort of hope and a nonsense of illogical and ignorance.

His short fuse of stressed nerve and building up anger bursted for final now. Getting up, Law grabbed Luffy by his short collar.

»Are you that incompetent inconsiderate towards [Name]-ya or just plain stupid?! I told you over and over again, just how fucking vital the Glucose is for him! Do you want [Name]-ya so desperately dead? Huh, Strawhat?!«

Law screamed the last bit, vocal cords shaking with furious anger. Dropping Luffy to the ground, Law picked you up again and teleported somewhere, hopefully far enough this time, else.

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Wiping your sweaty forehead and the spilling tears from your flushed red face, Law couldn't tell how much that one dose would last for you—probably not long as your body already starts to fights again against the conscious drop.

Law said it once and he would say it again; Luffy as your captain was irresponsible and soon—not now or tomorrow, but in near future—the cause of your death.

Leaning down to you, kissing you on the lips—Law murmured in a whisper, that everything gonna be alright and that you're feeling better soon.

Law promised himself—and even when that means, being at war with the Strawhats—he would take you away and keep you by his side.

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cherrryxx · 6 months

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“Did you get enough love, my little dove why do you cry?”

(Song: Fourth of July by Sufjan Stevens)

M!reader goes to OP boys for comfort after being scared from a thunderstorm.

Including: Law, Shanks, Mihawk

Warnings: mild angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, DOMESTIC FLUFF(!!), implied trauma, reader has cptsd/ptsd, reader is part of Law/Shanks crew (Shares castle with Mihawk), can be read as romantic or platonic!!, also y/n is used once or twice sooo

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TRAFALGAR LAW

You jumped out of your bed, startled by the loud rumbling. Despite being underwater in a sub, the sound of the threatening thunder was still potent. You shivered under your covers, loud noises were always upsetting to you, but thunderstorms were the worst.

Getting out of your bunk, you crept across the quiet and empty halls, it seemed everyone else was asleep. You started towards the kitchen, hoping to get a calming cup of tea, when another crack of thunder shakes the sub.

You fall to the floor covering your ears. You lay there for a few minutes before the sound of footsteps makes you lift your head.

“What are you doing?”

Law looks down at you on the floor, with a mild look of disdain.

Quickly getting up you brush yourself off, “It’s nothing, I just… tripped.” You lie poorly.

Law gives you a look as if he didn’t feel like questioning you at the moment, “Alright,” he sighs, “You heading to the kitchen?”

You nod as you awkwardly to walk to the pantry, inspecting the shelves for the small tin of dried leaves. Shit. There’s no more tea.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, you turn around.

KRRRRKKKK

You quickly dodge under the table as the sub shakes again. You squeeze your eyes shut and try to calm your breathing as your panic nearly grabs ahold of you.

You see Law’s legs appear beside the table and he peers down at you, dark eyes inspecting your face.

“I thought you said nothing was wrong? Don’t lie to me, I’m a doctor, and I can very well see that something isn’t right with you.”

He said flatly. You nod and shakily get up from under the table.

“ m’ sorry.” You mutter, “I just… really hate thunderstorms. The noise…” you trail off.

Law gives you a look of sympathy, “I can see that.” He comments.

He pauses for a moment.

“Do you want to sleep in my room?”

You look at him, unsure if you heard him correctly, “What?”

Law sighs, “I said, ‘do you want to sleep in my room?’”

You sit for a moment, registering his offer, and nod slightly.

Law pats your shoulder and gestures for you to follow him. You’ve never been to his room so it felt odd entering it, especially in theses circumstances.

“I don’t bite.” Law says as he lays flat on his back, pulling his cap over his eyes, “C’mere.” He pats the bed next to him gently.

You lay awkwardly in the bed next to him. It did feel much better. Being next to someone helped a lot.

As you start to drift off to sleep, Law pulls the blanket up to your shoulder and pats your back gently. The motions are as comforting as they are soothing.

“Thank you.” You whisper quietly.

Law grunts in response, letting out a yawn as he rolls to his side, falling into his own sleepiness.

Through the night you end up closer to Law, and he lazily throws an arm over you, snoring gently.

The thunderstorm didn’t scare you anymore, as the safety of your captain’s blankets and kindness kept you safe.

SHANKS

You stumble across the rocking deck, struggling to keep your balance as you shakily dodge into the nearest bunk.

You were shivering and wet, having the appearance of a ‘soggy cat’; as your cocky captain would often tell you.

You sneeze and start to disrobe your wet clothes when a deep rumble echos through the air. Freezing in fear, you stare with wide eyes through the ship’s window into the cascading sea.

You were well aware of the grand line’s unpredictable weather, but it didn’t change how much you loathed thunder. The loud cracking would leave you shaking on the floor in fear at best, and panic attacks at the worst.

You only managed to get your pants barely on, just before another, louder, crack of thunder resonated through the air.

Letting out a gasp of fear you dive into the nearest bed, clamping a pillow over your head.

There’s a creaking and a sound of louder rainfall as the door opens and closes again.

“What’s this?”

It was the voice of your captain, Shanks.

He lifts the blanket over you and smirks down, “Hello there.” But once he sees your panicked state his face quickly changes to sympathy and worry.

He wraps his arm over your shoulder and gently pulls your clammy form to a sitting position.

“Hey hey, tell me what’s wrong?”

Shanks rubs your shoulder soothingly.

“I’m sorry, I’m so pathetic.” You wipe away the forming tears from the corner of your eyes, “I’m a pirate on the grand line and I can’t even tolerate the sound of thunder.” Your voice cracked slightly.

Shanks smiled comfortingly, “Everyone has things that may seem like a silly fear, but I know you’re not a coward. After all, you’re still here aren’t you?”

He pats your back, “Just because things from the past bite you in the ass sometimes doesn’t make you weak. It is better to learn to work past that, but those things take time.”

Using his arm he pulls your face to his shoulder, “C’mon, you can stay with me tonight if it will help.”

Shanks rubs your head gently as you nod in agreement. Waiting for the storm to calm, he takes you through the lower deck to his room.

By now you felt much calmer, and much more secure from Shanks’s reassurance. You’ve had to share a room and bed with the red hair pirate before, so you didn’t feel too out of place laying down next to your captain.

Shanks grabs your arm and tugs you over to his side of the bed, making sure you were still comfortable.

You could hear him start to snore rather quickly, and despite its annoying sound, you fell asleep soon after. Your brow resting against his collarbone as you nodded off to sleep.

MIHAWK

You sat in the library, silently reading a novel you had recently taken interest in, when there was the sound of a deep rumble from the sky.

Getting up quickly, you look outside the large window to see a large, quickly approaching, storm-cloud. You let out a soft sigh and start to walk to the inner castle, you knew you wouldn’t be able to handle the noise or shaking that close to the exterior.

On your way to the sitting room, you bump into Mihawk.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” You say quickly to the hawk-eyed man.

“No troubles, where are you heading off to in such a hurry?”

Mihawk’s penetrating eyes gazed at you while he talked, as if he were trying to read your deepest thoughts.

“Nothing important, I’m just not fond of thunderstorms so I try to stay in the center of the castle.” You try to explain dismissively.

Mihawk lets out a questing sigh as he looks to you, “I suppose that makes sense, allow me to join you?”

You hesitate, but accept his invitation as he follows you to the sitting room.

You let out a soft sigh as you lean back and close your eyes in a plush chair close to the warm fire. Thunder booms through the castles stone halls and you flinch slightly, opening an eye as if you were checking for danger.

Mihawk takes notice and watches you curiously and silently.

“It’s rather late.” He comments nonchalantly, “It would be beneficial to both of us to begin preparing for bed now.”

You clam up a bit, not enthused by the idea of being alone in the loud and boisterous storm.

“Well, it seems a bit early to bed.”

You try to say as convincingly but leisurely as possible.

Mihawk’s golden eyes roll over to you, inspecting your mannerisms and expression. “Hmmm.” He hums.

“Or is it that you don’t want me to go and leave you alone?”

Crap, he really could read minds. You look away, slightly ashamed.

“Storms aren’t so bad… but they feel worse when I’m alone.” You whisper quietly.

The dark haired man looks at you inquisitively, “Well, just say that first next time.”

He waves a hand dismissively.

“You can bed with me tonight if it helps.”

You stare at the swordsman, registering his words. To say something like that seemed unlike him, but at the same time… very much like him.

“Alright. I wouldn’t want to disturb you though, I don’t see how it’s your issue.” You say softly.

Mihawk scoffs, “What kind of a man would I be If I carried no compassion for someone I share my home with?”

You hold in a laugh and follow the warlord to his room.

You’ve been in Mihawk’s rooms before occasionally, it had rich red fabrics and was filled with bookshelves of trinkets and treasures. Additionally, a large stand for Yoru to rest upon sat on an especially sturdy shelf.

Mihawk seemed to sleep in clothes just as extravagant or fancy looking as his day clothes. He gave you an odd look as you stood awkwardly beside the large bed.

“Well? Are you sleeping or not?”

He asks, opening a book as he sits back on the bed, reading.

You carefully settle onto the bed next to him while Mihawk quietly reads his book. It was comforting, he didn’t have to say anything but you could feel his sympathy off of his actions alone.

Closing your eyes, you feel a hand rest gently on your head.

“Sleep well, darling.”

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grapefives · 1 year

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ESTOY PERDIENDO | DR

luffy + law + drabbles (separately) x gn!reader (male lenient though)

reader w/gravitation manipulation powers + denial of feelings + fluff + love confessions + reader is a musician (best buddies w/brook) + WANO SPOILERS! + crewmate reader +ft.frobin

a/n: i say drabbles but lowkey they might as well be scenarios lmao (title translates to: i’m losing)

your captain is very known for going all out in a fight. especially when it’s some bigshot. you really loved that about him. you couldn’t help but feel the deadly need to be there once he’s worn out after a battle.

for example, right now, as soon as his body gave out from his gear, falling down the sky, you fought yamato to catch him. seriously, what a stubborn girl- er, boy. he’s your captain! as his crewmate you have to save him!

“luffy, you okay?” you ask rhetorically, making your way anywhere that was away from the rubble.

luffy pants, barely able to make you out from his blurry sight. “i’m… hungry.”

“and hurt, let’s find chopper,” you say gently, carrying him in your arms tightly.

“thanks,” he mumbles, melting into your arms.

“you guys are really something!” yamato clamors with fondness.

“yeah,” you smile down at your cute captain.

you feel so warm that luffy really doesn’t think he’d want to let go even after he blacks out. he holds on though, making sure he finishes his business with momonosuke before finally dropping.

luffy is someone who trusts quite easily, trust towards his crew mates is blind. yet, out of all his crew mates, he finds himself more fond with you. he loves to talk to you, to go on adventures with you and… secretly look at you for as long as you stay unaware of his gaze.

your captain is oblivious. he’s the type of person that mistakes love for friendship. one: he doesn’t know what love is. two: he’s pretty sure you’re his best friend. best friends like each other.

a lot.

which is why, when he wakes up, the first person he looks for is you. upon not seeing you, he deflates for a moment, until his stomach grumbles and he knows food is his priority.

“MEAT!!” he yells, chanting it despite how fast the plates are placed in front of him.

he’s devouring the plates as ruckus happens around him. momonosuke appears, he swears he couldn’t recognize the kid, and then yamato, who he soon learns was on a vigil.

“woah! thanks yamabro! must be why i feel so great!”

yamato grins, looking around. “where’s y/n!? y/n was starving too! y/n has to eat too, now that luffy is awake!”

“huh? why?” luffy tilts his head as he chews on some meat.

“y/n was also on a vigil, they liked the custom.” nami explains, not seeing how luffy’s eyes slightly widen and a small blush forms on his face.

you soon walk in, smiling wide when you see luffy. “glad to see our captain is awake!”

“sit down and eat,” luffy orders as he stretches his arm and grabs you, pulling you and making you gasp at the unexpected action.

if anyone knows anything about luffy stretching and doing things like that, is that the bounce effect is really jet lagging. so, due to the recoil, you slam into him and the two of you tumble over the floor.

he shouldn’t think much of it, not with the way your face is so close to his and any strands of your hair are tickling his skin. he pushes aside his flustered emotions and laughs, sitting up and shoving a plate of food in your hands.

and when you smile at him, wide and enchanting, he really puts in more thought about his feelings.

but again, he pushes them aside and goes on with his life. and yet again, he falls into the pit of his feelings for you during the remaining few days it takes to repair the ships.

“y/n, let’s go see if there’s food to eat!” he sayys clinging onto you.

“ah, hold on luffy, usopp said he wanted to switch shifts in a bit.”

“but you’ve been doing that all week!!” he whines,”spend time with me!”

he’s literally acting like a clingy partner. you can’t help but smile at his cuteness.

“oi, why are you staring at me like that?” luffy asks, feeling a bit nervous at your doe eyes and lopsided smile.

“huh?” you blink. you feel your ears turn red, “how?”

“almost the way sanji looks at women.”

you sputter, “luffy, you’re seeing things! it’s cus you’re hungry, how about you go to the banquet hall with usopp once he gets here-“

luffy frowns, “but i want to go with you!”

“luffy, seriously. i’m busy.”

“spend time with meee, captain’s orders!!”

you shake your head, only to continue and see how far he can go. you knows he’s stubborn, you had already mentally agreed to go with him but you like to tease him.

“don’t you want to set sail soon?” you ask, “we’re almost done with repairs. it won’t take long.”

“you always say that!”

“my, my,” robin laughs softly when she casually walks by, “better please his wishes.”

“luffy’s acting like a jealous boyfriend,” franky laughs, spawning out of nowhere.

luffy stands up straight. boyfriend is what? another level to best friends? he stares at them before staring at you, who seems to be blushing at their comments.

“a-anyways,” you continue, “i’ma go help franky-“

“if i’m your boyfriend will you come with me!?”

your eyes go wide, and you genuinely wonder if he even knows what he’s saying. “come again?”

“if i’m your boyfriend, will you give me attention?”

“l-luffy do you even know what you’re asking?”

“i’m asking to be your boyfriend!” he huffs, cheeks flushed a nice rosy color and puffed.

“and do you even know what that is?” you seem a bit troubled, almost sad.

there’s no point to agreeing if luffy doesn’t know what he’s asking. yes, you’ve grown these feeling for him a while ago, but he’s your captain. you don’t want to ruin that friendship, nor trust, with your feelings. plus, luffy never showed any sort of interest in that. you were just kidding yourself.

“it means you get to be with me! no matter what, i’m top priority!”

“i thought you said me reaching my dreams was top priority when i joined the crew-“

“second top priority!”

you can’t help but smile sadly, “i’d rather not, dating is pretty noncommon among pirates, it could interfere with lots of things.”

“but y/n~!” he clings to you again, “just say yes! i’ll be a good boyfriend! and if i’m not you can teach me!”

you blush, “teach you-“

his puppy eyes are just so… you groan.

“are you sure, a romantic relationship entitles other things. it’s a huge commitment.”

“if it has to do with you i’ll do it!”

you… “luffy i’m not very sure… i feel like you’re not taking into account how i feel-“

“do you like me?”

your breath is caught in your throat. “well, yes-“

“then what’s the issue!?”

you’re stumped.

“luffy,” robin buts in, “a relationship means more dedication to one another. it’s romantic.”

“romantic,” luffy repeats. he looks at you, “that means more hugging and stuff, right?”

“well, yes? for starters yeah,” you nod, heart beating like crazy.

“then say yes!” luffy huffs again.

you stare at him, then at robin and franky, who smile. “o-okay.”

luffy’s grin had never been so wide. you’re pretty sure you’ll be fine.

“play a song while we eat,” he says as he drags you along.

“luffy, i recall you said you wanted me to eat too. my hands will be full and i’d rather not dirty my instrument.”

“anything’s is possible if you’re my boyfriend.”

you couldn’t help but laugh. you feel so warm, so happy. for sure, everything will be alright.

trusting people doesn’t come very easily to law. even the man he owes his life to struggled to gain his trust, but that experience is what made him even colder. the walls he’s built so high around him were even guarded. he was a tough nut to crack.

and darn it! he hates you! he hates you so much! why? because you made him so… so soft! it’s like his walls are actually futons wrapped around him and he hates it!

“y/n-ya,” his voice is dull and his gaze is deadly.

“h-hold on cap!” you pant as you jump over rubble, holding him tightly in your arms.

“y/n-ya, let me down.”

“no offense cap but you can barely keep yourself awake-“ your breath hitches when the hilt of his sword buts your chin.

“down.”

“almost out of here-“ you trip, and he almost falls to the ground if it weren’t for you quickness, your fingers twitching to activate your powers, causing him to float for a measly few seconds before you get back up and pick him up.

“you idiot!” law yells, annoyed with how much care you’re giving him. he’s really trying to fight you but he can’t deny how worn down he is. but he won’t tell you that, duh.

“hey! stay still!”

“don’t give me orders you nimwit! let me down! i’m not weak!”

you growl, “law! we’re almost there! calm down!”

he stares at you, almost shocked at how aggressive you’ve gotten. his face heats up, unsure whether to continue his fight or actually give in. you are holding him quite strongly actually, if he were to allow himself to melt for a few seconds he knows he might fall unconscious. heck, he really wants to.

but all these enemies around! one look at this and he won’t heat the end of it! especially by the eustass bastard.

“bepo! are you okay?!” you ask when you see the rest of your crew.

“he doesn’t do well with heat!” sachi yells, “seriously! he’s a pain in the ass-“ he pauses, “captain!?”

law groans, so ashamed that he presses himself into you, wishing he could disappear. he focuses on anything other than the situation he’s in, which leads to him settling on your heartbeat. and he hates how much he enjoys it. both knowing you’re fine and being in your arms. it makes him realize how much he’s longed having you this close, makes him realize how strong his feelings for you are.

truly, he wishes he wasn’t such a coward when it comes to his feelings for you and you in general. and as he hears momonosuke give his speech after everything is settling down, you’re still touching him- putting bandaids and ointments on his injuries, bepo helping you as well.

and when everyone is settling for the night, exhausted from the last few months, especially the day’s fights, he almost wants to call for you.

“captain, any bandaids you want me to change before leaving?” you ask, startling him awake before he had fallen into unconsciousness.

he sits up on his futon, staring at you. “y/n-ya,” he says softly, unsure what to do or say.

is exhaustion going to make him reveal his feelings? will he own up to it? no, he can’t lose himself. he can’t let himself go soft. love makes you soft, right?

“-okay?”

“what?” he blinks.

you’re kneeling in front of him, a worried look on your face. “i asked you if you’re feeling okay. you’ve been more silent and out of it lately. you really need to rest. the guys are already sleeping, we should too. i just wanted to check on you before doing so-“ you fall silent when he leans into you, all his weight pressing into your chest.

you wrap your arms around him, afraid he could fall over if you didn’t hold steady. “captain?”

“y/n-ya,” his voice is so coarse, almost on the verge of giving out. “stay with me for the night.”

your heart skips a beat, and for a second you’re both scared he hears how flustered you are and to say yes.

“cap, you-“

“please,” he whispers, almost inaudible.

you close your eyes, sighing. “captain, i’m not sure. i… if i… if i could i would.” your heart hurts.

law looks up, he looks quite adorable tired. “why not? who did you agree to sleep with? i’m your captain, it was an order not a question.”

you stare at him, almost… sorry. you feel bad about your feelings. sleeping here with him will only make them worse.

“i… you know how bepo gets, poor thing. i better go before-“ you’re surprised when he hugs you, tight.“captain,” you try to pry him off of you, “are you feeling okay? why are you behaving so-“

“i love you.” he blurts into your chest. “i…” he squeezes you harder, “i want to love you.”

you falter, “w-what?”

he’s silent, almost scared at how this could go. and he’s so, so tired. so on edge that if you say no and you leave him alone in his uneasiness, he will most likely cry.

“law…” your hands tremble as they grab his face, his face is flushed with a lovely red, eyes drowsy and glassy. you’ve never seen him so… so raw. “tell me, is that true?”

he nods, not trusting his voice.

“i’m sorry,” you say, shattering his heart, “i really want to kiss you so i will,” he doesn’t even process that until after he feels a warmth on his lips.

and when he acknowledges the situation, he melts.

and he doesn’t regret putting his heart in your hands. because he knows he has yours in his.

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kaisworlds · 1 year

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so I found this video there is moaning so turn ur volume down...or up i dont judge

so I'm just gonna name characters i think fit the standard of the words on the screen

if the name is in red it means they stop acting like a brat if it is in blue it means they stop being quiet and just let all the sounds come out of their pretty mouths:) firstly though should i do more of these with my song lyrics if so you guys can send me the lyrics

moving on

One Piece

roronoa zoro

cw: nipple playing, zoro being cute

I feel like due to his pride he will refuse to make sounds until you start abusing his prostate while playing with his nipples. He will start to let out the smallest whines at the start but the volume increases as he nears his orgasm. Zoro is definitely super embarrassed about it when you two finish up avoiding eye contact

Hawkeye Mihawk

cw: reader is kinda hung, mihawk is a little bitch as usual

This guy....his ego is so high it'll take you a while to even convince him to bottom he tries to act like what you're doing is not affecting him and brushing it off with things such as "t-that's all you got?" "you begged me f-for how long to do this and this is what you have to present to me" saying your dick is small when its clearly not. He hides the urge to beg you for more when you stop saying something like you're getting annoyed by him. He acts quickly wrapping his legs around your waist before even realizing what he did he narrows his eyes coming up with an excuse "i-i didn't finish yet" you raise your eyebrows before chuckling, grabbing the under part of his thighs pushing it towards his chest making him hold his legs. You start pounding into him, moans slipping out from his mouth as he rolls his head back into the pillow his eyes screwed shut finally shutting the fuck up, the only words leaving his mouth are "please...more..." so cock drunk he doesnt even hear himself.

that was a lot longer than I planned

Trafalgar Law

poor baby is so touch starved he has to stop himself from moaning just from you gripping his thigh , he refuses to moan though because he thinks you won't like hearing it and because he finds it embarrassing how easy it is for you to turn him on when you guys fuck for the first time he is really quiet muffling his moans with the his hand until you stop to ask what's wrong and if he feels good he quickly nods blushing as he avoids eye contact quietly mumbling out why he doesnt make sounds you lean down to his ear whispering "i want to hear you princess i love the sounds you make" that alone makes his hole clench around you as he nods pushing your face away not wanting to embarass himself further as you continue he slowly lets out pants and groans until you start sucking and biting his nipples in which he lets out a girlish scream pulling you head closer to his chest.

y'all want more characters too this?

pt.2?

#top male reader #dom male reader #amab reader #zoro x male reader #law x male reader #mihawk x male reader #bottom zoro #bottom law #kai's drabbles 👽

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triplicated [1/2]

Pairing: Zoro x [gn, amab] Reader x Law Kinktober prompt: Monster fucking + Hierophilia + 3some Tags: AU / Demon Zoro / Priest Law / man has 3 cocks and manages to bottom / not proofread ! PART TWO

KINKTOBER LIST MASTERLIST

“Do you know how to deal with those?” You sighed, playing with one of the little crosses that hung from the chain attached to your belt loops. They were pure silver, like the ones that hung from your neck and from Law’s, like the rings you used. It was never too much.

Law raised an eyebrow as he glanced at you, sighing. “I’m sure it won’t be the worst we’ve gone through.”

Silence filled in for a moment as you two walked. Only the sound of the dry leaves and sticks crushed under your feet filled the ambient, with the sporadic call of a bird or another. It was always places like that. Random houses or mansions—even abandoned churches—had terrible cases regarding demonic presence, needing you and Law to check. The priest and deacon of the local church in a small, gloomy town that had more cases of supernatural occurrences than it should. How fortunate. If the silver at least meant wealth instead of protection, you’d be happier to receive it.

“It’s been a while since the last demon case, though,” you said, spotting the old mansion in the distance, between the trees. The last missions mostly involved ghosts or basic exorcisms. “And you know what happened.”

“I’m sure it’s not that bad.” Law shrugged, adjusting his grip on the suitcase, while his free hand held his coat closed through a gush of wind that sent leaves flying. “There was no death.”

For a moment, you considered it, but it was still uncertain. “Maybe,” you muttered with a sigh.

It was a simple house of a wealthy person, an average thing. Since the owner had left it recently so that you and Law could save the problem, there wasn’t any dust over the furniture. There was a presence in the house, of course, making a shiver run down your spine the moment you stepped in.

The soft clicking of Law’s suitcase being open resonated through the dining room before he threw the lid open, letting it hit the wooden table with a muffled noise. He removed the stuff he needed from it.

“Strong presence,” you said with a soft sigh, scratching the back of your neck as you looked around the room.

With the lack of response as Law went through his stuff, you just started walking around the dining room, inspecting the expensive and delicate dining sets exposed behind glass by the back. You narrowed your eyes, observing the intricate details, but… a small movement made you notice there was a figure reflected in the glass, opposite Law’s side. When you looked back, there was no one in the room aside from you, and the reflex was also gone.

“Yeah,” you muttered, walking out of the room and into the living room, checking the corners, shadows, and reflexes. Maybe it was going to manifest somewhere else or guide you somewhere.

Something moved down the hall, so you walked down to it, seeing one single door was open. It led to what seemed to be an office. Shelves of books were lined along opposing walls, and a wide desk with a big armchair sat by the back. It was wide. Some frames hung behind the desk, and you approached to check the images on them when something moved from the corner of your eye.

“We got comp— Ghh!”

A strong grip around your neck made the words die in your throat as you gasped for air, feeling someone right behind you. Their warm torso pressed to your back, breath suddenly fanning over your neck; you shuddered.

Despite needing a moment to recollect, you brought a leg up and kicked behind you as strongly as possible. The demon probably didn’t see the silver shoe clips coming.

Your neck was sore when you turned around to take a good look at him, holding the skin in an attempt to ease the pain, and it would be no surprise if the demon’s sharp nails had pierced through your skin.

The demon was confusing. There was a main figure, but also two others, though they weren’t solid like the middle one. All of them shared the same body from the waist down, and the same appearance from the waist up—the same protruding teeth, chest scar, earrings, and shiny green eyes that glared at you, though each figure had a scarred eye. Strong presence. The white kimono was lowered, only leaving his bottom covered, and there was a small tattoo along the middle figure’s collarbone, in old symbols. Zoro. Fuck, you swore you’d read that name before in those demonology books. Class unknown.

You were about to reach into your pocket when there was a hand around your wrist, followed by a couple on your waist, one around your other wrist, one on your shoulder, and the last tilting your head up to meet his eyes. Something about his—their?—gaze made a shiver run down your spine, stirring some warmth in your lower stomach. It was mesmerizing.

Your throat went dry. Fuck, you could’ve at least put on the silver bracelets today. Nothing would be too much against an enemy like that. Where was Law, even? Well, it didn’t matter now. There was a metallic smell on the demon’s breath as he leaned in, filling your lungs as the hands around your waist tightened to pull you closer, but it failed. You slowly let his hand guide yours but changed the trajectory so that you’d at least reach your chest.

Zoro cut through your clothes with his sharp nails instead of having you closer, and sank them into your skin the moment the silver cross touched his forearm. Along with the sound of a triplicated groan, a soft hissing sound came from the skin as the silver burned into it, leaving behind a cross-shaped burn when he finally stepped away, but you didn’t give him time to react.

Your chain with the cross pendants was yanked from your pants and wrapped around Zoro’s neck—the main one, it is—, keeping him a safe distance away from you by an elbow pressed to his chest. The silver in it wasn’t pure, so it didn’t do a lot of direct damage. Either way, it kept him at ease. Controlling the main one kept the other two under control, it seemed.

Soft huffs came from Zoro as he swallowed tightly against the chains, feeling them burn into his skin more with the motion of his throat. His breath was heavier, the main one having his eye closed, but the other two looked at you in anticipation.

“How’s that feel? Not so good, huh?” You clicked your tongue, still feeling the ache around your neck when you swallowed, though your breath hitched a little. Only now that you were cooling down that the pain in your torso was starting to manifest; it sharpened when you exhaled too fast while trying to catch your breath. You tightened the chain around his neck, and… he moaned?

Zoro’s hands shakily wrapped around your wrists again, loosely holding them as he whimpered, keeping his eyes pressed shut.

“Goddammit,” you whispered. Was he a succubus? An oni? Calamity? Sin? It’d help a lot if you knew what you were fighting against.

Your grip loosened on his neck, though you kept the chain there, ready to tighten it again in case he tried anything. With a deep breath, Zoro opened his eye again and looked at you with that same gaze from earlier; what was up with it? Fuck. His fingers took your chin again to keep your gaze on him, and then his breath was fanning on your neck—one of the two extra copies had his face right next to yours. When did you get so close to him? Why did it feel so… so hot…?

Two hands were under your shirt, pressed flat to the skin. His nails scratched a little, but they didn’t hurt this time; it actually felt good, sending a shiver down your spine. The way his hands pressed to your chest even snatched a quiet sound from your lips, which seemed to encourage him to keep going, pulling you closer by pressing his hands flat to your back. Were you supposed to feel like that? It was hard thinking about anything other than him, the way he pressed closer, one of the three faces pressing to your neck.

As the chain tightened around his neck for a few seconds, Zoro let out another moan, confirming your assumptions. Maybe, this would be good.

Zoro’s nail pressed lightly to your skin, right in the middle of your chest—the pain it caused on the way down sent sparkles down your body, and you couldn’t help how your hips twitched when his nails reached the hem of your pants. You gulped, keeping your hands in place, but his hands were everywhere. He just palmed you through your pants straight away, with a big and warm hand that squeezed the growing bulge.

Law hadn’t gotten lost in the mansion this time, but he presumed you did. He simply hated when you did that, just disappearing when he blinked, and either getting in problems or leaving him to deal with everything all alone. Goddammit. He tightened his hand around the handle of the silver bayonet as he carefully walked down the mansion.

Living room: empty. Halls, bathroom, bedrooms, reading room, kitchen: also empty. Law pinched the bridge of his nose, cursing you, but he paused when he heard something. It was a faint sound, which would’ve easily gone unheard if he hadn’t paused and held his breath. Was that a groan? A cry? He cursed under his breath as he walked down the hall, to the last room. So that’s where the sounds were coming from.

“…that much, huh? I’ve just put it in. Shameless,” your voice reached Law’s ears followed by a chuckle as he opened the door, and he paused, widening his eyes at the sight.

There was a big demon over the desk—he laid back on it. The main version had his hands down the desk, sharp nails sinking in it; the second one seemed propped up on an elbow, off to the side, and the last was covering its face. You were there, holding the thick legs up by their thighs while standing between them, with your pants halfway down your thighs. Aside from all that, Law couldn’t help but notice the thick smell that filled the room.

A chuckle escaped your lips as you squeezed your hands, watching another triplicated moan come from the demon. “Tight,” you whispered with a groan, moving your hips shallowly, but still enough to make the demon gasp.

The creaking sound of a wooden tile made Law’s presence known, but you were the only one to notice that, looking at Law with a grin.

“‘Found him,” you said with a grin, which just intensified Law’s confusion. “Zoro. Pretty thing.” You looked at Zoro again and moved your hips, receiving a chorus of sighs that eventually turned into moans as you started trying to find a pace for your thrusts. It was a little messy at the beginning, your hips stuttering until you managed to start fucking him at a steady, slow pace.

One of the copies seemed especially sensitive, covering his face and squirming around more than the other two. Cute. You found it hard to focus on all of them, all the pleased expressions, even more so when his cock—well, cocks—kept stealing your attention.

Law didn’t know how to react when he saw the three cocks standing hard, flushed, and leaking a lot once he approached enough. Despite all of it, he couldn’t tear his eyes away, observing the triplicate chain of reactions of the demon as you kept fucking him.

“Mmph, tight,” you moaned with a gasp, moving your hips forward particularly sharply. “Such a good boy, so good for me…” The way Zoro clenched around your cock felt absurdly good. No human could compare to that. His ass clenched around your cock as if depended on it, wanting to take it in deeper, to have it keep pleasing him so deliciously. The praising had effects, of course; such strong, sharp nails were leaving back scratches on the wooden table.

Law stuttered. He didn’t know what to say or do, even if it wasn’t the worst nor weirdest situation he’d walked into—or participated in—, but he couldn’t drive his eyes away from the two of you. He observed the way your cock sank deep into Zoro, making Zoro’s thighs tremble and cocks twitch, leaking more. A shiver ran down Law’s spine, and his own cock throbbed inside his pants.

You bit your lip, letting go of one of Zoro’s thighs to press a hand to his chest. His leaked in your hand as you squished it, making you twitch inside Zoro. He clenched so tightly when you pinched his nipple, fuck…

“Law, don’t just stand there,” you said breathlessly, glancing at him. “Fuck his throat, I don’t know. He looks like he will like anything. He’s a good boy.” You grinned as you praised Zoro again, and he clenched around you almost immediately.

Okay. Law took a deep breath before he set his bayonet aside, letting it drop to the ground beside him, just in case. He stood by the other side of the desk, opposite to you, about to say something when you reached forward.

“Easy, baby,” you whispered as your hand wrapped around Zoro’s neck, and Law noticed your chain adorning the demon like a choker.

As you pushed Zoro’s head back, it hung from the edge of the table, looking at Law upside down. Law’s eyes were glued to him, watching the long tongue lick his lips and teeth before it opened. How could Law resist? He gulped. He was still opening his jeans when two of Zoro’s hands wrapped around his thighs to pull him closer; Law barely had space to do it, but he could lower his underwear.

Zoro’s tongue already found Law’s cock as soon as it was free—it licked along its length as Law slowly guided it into Zoro’s mouth, already snatching a few moans from the priest, even more with the soft vibrations from Zoro’s moans as you kept fucking him.

As Law’s eyes averted back to you, he noticed your gaze following his cock entering Zoro’s mouth, slowly. It made his cock twitch; he observed you for a moment longer before he looked down at Zoro again, making sure he could start moving his hips. He hissed softly at the feeling—the demon’s mouth was hot and wet around his cock, his tongue did such a fantastic job running along his veins, and the light friction of his teeth… Fuuuck. Law gasped, slowly starting to fuck Zoro’s mouth.

It was such a sight, honestly. You could see where Law’s cock was inside Zoro’s throat, and your cock twitched at that, thrusts growing sharper for a moment. Zoro hissed, one of his copies whimpering as he covered his face.

“My, my,” you whispered with a soft groan, letting go of both Zoro’s thighs this time. “I didn’t know such a powerful demon could behave so well, so— Nnghh, tight— Such a good boy,” you gasped, hips stuttering at the way Zoro clenched tightly around you. “Do you want my cock that badly? So needy,” you mumbled, holding on to his waist before your hands slowly slid down.

Your hips kept a steady, intense pace while your hands wrapped around Zoro’s cocks. You held only two of them at once, grazing their tips. He leaked so much that you’d easily believe he’d come already if you hadn’t been here all the time. You had a different idea, holding all three cocks with both your hands, making sure it was tight as you started jerking him off, feeling the cocks twitching in your hands. Hot. Deliciously hot.

It made Zoro go wild, holding Law tighter to encourage him to fuck the demon’s throat more, as one of the copies leaned back with a hand on his head, and the other rolled his eye back, with a hand over his mouth. All while he tightened more around you. Your thrusts were so sloppy already, Zoro was so tight.

“Fuck,” you gasped, managing to get the cross off around your neck. Only God knew what Zoro would do if he decided to show his real strength. The bottom edge of the silver cross ran along Zoro’s skin, burning it to leave behind a containment sigil. For some reason, Zoro liked that, with more moans coming from him as he clenched around you. It drew a louder, breathy moan from you as you returned your hand to his cocks, jerking him off along with your pace, and your gaze fell back to Law.

Law’s cock sank into the demon’s throat at a steady pace, making him moan as he pleased himself, with a hand pressed to Zoro’s chest. Your gaze averted to Zoro’s throat, and it didn’t take you a lot to fucking cum, gasping as you thrust deep inside Zoro, spreading your cum along his hot walls while you rode down your high. It felt so good, so draining, weakening your legs.

Your hands continued their motions, of course, and your attention drove down to Zoro’s cocks with the thought of what it’d be like when he came. Law turned into detail in the back of your mind while you focused on making Zoro cum, tightening your hands around him, and there it was.

Zoro came a lot, making a whole mess against himself as his three cocks came in spurts of sticky, hot cum. Meanwhile, he clenched around you so tightly—you hissed, squeezing his cocks a little more just in case.

Law also seemed to finish, taking a step back and adjusting his clothes, but the demon didn’t move. He and his copies just sat there, processing the session or maybe catching their breath. With a sigh, you shared a look with Law, also trying to catch your breath.

“I think I’ll keep this one,” you said as you held Zoro’s waist. “Just in case.”

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

PART TWO

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alex-journal · 1 year

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Creep (Law Version)

Click for Zoro [x] Sanji [x] Luffy [x] Kid [x] Click for Ao3 here [x]

Summary: One night, the crew decided to visit a local bar to drink and party. But beside music, booze and food, y/n meets a creepy dude with too much confident. Luckily, Law is there to safe the night.

Pronouns: he/him

cw: creepy dude

The Heart Pirates had set a course for a small island, where they planned to take a break and enjoy some drinks at a local bar. They docked and as fast as possible finished their work, stocked up supplies before heading out to the local bar.

When they entered the bar, y/n couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. The loud music, the crowd, and the pushy people made his heart race and his palms sweat. y/n had always struggled with new and loud places, but he kept it hidden well, especially since he joined the Heart Pirates, things felt easier. He didn't want to be a burden to anyone, and he wanted to prove himself, so he always kept his worries to himself.

At the beginning, everything went well. The Alcohol and the crew made things easier, up until he couldn’t ignore the man that had stared at him from across the room. y/n tried to ignore it, but as soon as he went to the bar for a drink, the man went over to him and started hitting on him. Giving y/n over the top compliments and touching his shoulder or arm all the time.

Law, who had been chatting with Bepo and Jean Bart, noticed y/n's discomfort right away as he saw him. y/n look down, got smaller in his statue and looked nervously around. As Law’s and y/n’s gaze meet, y/n whispered a silent, “help”, clearly wanting nothing more than to leave this situation. Without a word to the others, he got up and stood between y/n and the stranger, giving the creep a sharp look.

"Can I help you?" Law asked, his gaze colder than ice.

The man backed off, muttering something under his breath, and slipped away, clearly knowing he shouldn’t start a fight with him. y/n let out a sigh of relief, and Law turned to him, concern etched on his face.

"Are you okay?" he asked, touching y/n's arm lightly, noticing only now how much y/h was shaking.

y/n nodded, not wanting to make a big deal out of it, but Law wasn't convinced. The ghost like look on y/n face and on the verge of tears, where only two clear sings that nothing was okay. “y/n.” Law sounded seriously, he didn’t like to get lied to, especially if it was so obvious.

“I.. I want to go back to the ship..” y/n whispered, hoping the captain wouldn’t notice his distress. Law notices how unwell y/n felt, but didn’t want him to feel even worse, so he didn’t say a word about it.

"Then let's go back to the ship," Law said firmly, putting a hand on y/n back, guiding him to the door. "I don't like that place."

y/n was grateful for Law's help and thanked him. Law simply smiled and said, "We look after our own here."

Once they were back on the ship, Law and the rest of the crew made sure to keep y/n company and reassure him that everything was okay. No one made him feel bad, for leaving the bar and town early. They all played cards, sang and danced, and just hung out, and y/n felt better with every passing minute.

When he drifted off to sleep that night, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the Heart Pirates and Law that they made him part of the crew. He had a crew, a family that cared about him, and would always be there to help him when he needed it. It was a realization that made him happy and relieved, and he knew that he'd never forget it. Life wasn't easy, but with people like them by his side, he knew he could overcome anything. The Marine, other Pirates and even a creepy man.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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One Piece Boys as your roommates. [GN reader]

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Law.

Luffy

he is a fun roommate and a great company overall.

however, if you are an organized person, you will have a hard time with Luffy, you will have to scold him if he leaves the room messy.

although he has his own bed, you find Luffy sleeping clinging to you.

Luffy thinks that if you're sharing a room with him then you'll have to share food too, so don't try to hide it from him.

asks you to play video games with him.

Zoro

most of the time, Zoro is a calm and quiet roommate, he likes that you and him respect each other's personal space.

he constantly loses some of his personal belongings around the room, his own fault for not keeping the place organized.

the main rule is not to disturb his nap, other than that you can do whatever you want in the room.

he always loses his keys so he wakes you up in the middle of the night to open the door for him.

Law

a very chill roommate.

he prioritizes his personal space a lot so don't go through his stuff or lie on his bed.

you spend time together in silence doing your own thing, he enjoys your company, Law can't ask for a better roommate than you.

he kind of takes care of you, for example if you sleep on the couch he will carefully put you on the bed and put a blanket over you.

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cebwrites · 1 year

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Ello again! How would (sanji, zoro, law) react to meeting their male s/o arrogant ex? 🙏

a/n: of course, so sorry for the mix up 😭😭

reacting to their boyfriend's arrogant ex (Sanji, Zoro, Law)

masc reader, he/they law word count: 0.9k

Sanji

Sanji for all his life would never hope to even breathe so much as a bad word about women, not once had the thought ever cross his mind and he hoped it never would

Standing here and now, however, hearing this lady act so callously and insulting towards the love of his life, his light - a heat burns in his chest so unlike the passionate, loving flames he has for you

No, this one sears and pains him, it makes his stomach churn to hear your insecurities cattily being thrown in your face through the farce of 'sweet' backhanded compliments while you stood your ground, trying to keep things civil although it was clear that you wanted to put this interaction behind you as quickly as possible

It's the ever so tender "Sanji-kun?" and a little squeeze on his hand that breaks him out of his stupor, bringing Sanji to the realization that he'd been levelling a glare at this woman almost the entire time

If only looks could kill

He's quick to find the window of escape in the conversation and lead you away to some shade nearby and the tension in his shoulders finally eases when he sees you begin to relax

Sanji kisses your hands, your cheeks, apologizing for letting a situation like that drag on for as long as it did but all you do is run your thumb across his cheek and dazzle him with that gentle smile of yours, reassuring him that what mattered now was that they were both away from her and you have him here to protect you

You both lean in for a kiss, relieved and thriving in one another's company

Zoro

Out of the three, Zoro would absolutely be the first to get in this guy's face about it, putting some space between you and your ex by standing in front of you and putting on his meanest "Demon of the East Blue, Pirate King's Right Hand" mug

As a fighter and nakama, he's well aware that you can handle some shrimp on your own, but as a partner, he sensed your distress and immediately came to your aid with the intention to protect his man by any means necessary

You worry that it might get grizzly quick with how your ex taunts him and points out the flaws (both real and not) you had when he still had you - meanspirited, cruel, jabs at your character fully meant to rile him up for that satisfactory reaction of Zoro lunging at him like a wild beast for some twisted game in his head

Surprisingly, Zoro doesn't rise to the bait despite being quick to get between you and him, he does, however, lean into that man's face to tell him that he's a maggot not worth his blade if they were willing to stoop to such a place just to insult someone whose love slipped from their hands from callous neglect

Then he'd take your hand and walk away before any of it could escalate, finding a shaded bench some place to cool down and lean his head against your shoulder, mossy green hair tickling your face when you press kisses to it and thank him for defending your honor - only a slight twinge of teasing in your tone

But Zoro's too content to care, getting head scratches and kisses in the warm afternoon sun, knowing that you're alright after wordless but meaningful looks into each other's eyes, he feels a nap itching up his shoulders and my, your lap seems like a mighty fine pillow right about now

Law

Law, first and foremost, could not give less of a fuck about what some haughty loser has to say - the asshole could run his mouth until the cows came home and Law would just simply leave before he can get a second breath in because they don’t have to put up with any of this nonsense

In any normal circumstance, like if an upstart pirate was picking a fight, Law would just separate their torso from their legs and leave, maybe stick them to something stationary like a street light if they were feeling especially petty - so it really isn’t all that different here

The moment it affects you and Law sees that you’re visibly or implicitly upset, however, he’s quick to react

Had you no qualms with direct violence being used on your ex, Law wouldn't hesitant to swap his head with his ass and the both of you could laugh while watching him stumble around with a chair for a head; or maybe he'd just mes their heart out for his darling and relish in that punk's pained squirming whenever you gave it a cute little squeeze

If for what ever reason you were averse to it, though, Law would simply verbally flambe them and read filth to, well, filth, one arm around your waist and their free hand showing an accusatory index finger for the offending person to get out of your sight

With the threat neutralized and long gone, Law expects a little more affection than usual since they're in a good mood, your heart swoons, jumping at the opportunity to kiss your partner in public and show off just how much they mean to you - a secret part of you thrives on being able to proudly show others that Law was wholly yours, especially after running into a fool, in your captain's words, who'd previously taken your devotion for granted

But more importantly, Law wants their man to treat them to a bear cone from the ice cream parlor around the corner and you're more than happy to oblige

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sunny-mercya · 2 months

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Naked Ecstasy

Trafalgar Law x Male Reader

Fandom -> One Piece

Masterlist

You sat on top of Law, straddling his lap as you roam your hands over his tanned skin—underneath his tanktop, the only piece of clothing Law had on, you absolutely find more than just hot on your man—and leaning down to graze your lips over his, lower lips caught between your teeth and gently nibbling on them.

Law holds your hips, gripping them slightly—fearing, jokingly, that you might fall off, with how eagerly you're over him—rubbing circles with his thumb onto your naked skin, than all you wore was his blue overcoat.

The sole sight of you, naked and on top of him—thoughts so lustful and unholy running through his mind and the things Law wanted to do with your body—brought a flush of red hue onto his skin.

Your harden member rubbed against his own, sending a friction of electricity and heat through Laws body and brought a low rumbled moan from his lips.

It had been long, so very long till Law and you had finally some time for one another. Time alone where neither of you had to be on guard, where mere sloppy kisses weren't enough now to satisfy upcoming needs and where neither of you had to hold back.

Law longed for you and your body since the last proper night you two had together—which Law couldn't quite remember when that was.

You raked your hands through Laws hair, which had gotten longer over the years, while Law pulls you even closer to him—deepen the next kiss with more hunger and lust, wanting to feel every inch of you again and print it in his mind forever.

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You're barely awake enough, when Law had pulled—after the countless hours of rounds you two were doing—out from you and moving your body ever so slightly around.

You moaned out to him, more a painful and exhausted whimper it was, wanting Law back at your side—cuddling into his strong arms and sharing heat—and to just laze around, because you definitely weren't ready for anything but blissful sleep.

»Be right back, just getting us more comfortable« Law shushed you, moving his hand through your hair.

You blinked at him, nuzzling into his touch before his hand went away—and dropping back into sleep, head lulling away to the sides.

Law licked over his lips, finding it adorable how you looked right now—all sweaty and exhausted limp, from the tedious activity you two did together over hours and hours—and Law had the urge to ravenously take and eat you up again.

Picking you up, another moan left your lips, Law contemplating to which Ship he should teleport—his or yours, because he surely doesn't want to be seen—after all you two are still very humanly naked and messily sticky—by anyone, because if either of your or his crewmates saw—they would tease and have a field trip of gossip.

It wasn't like, that Law was embarrassed about you or wanted to hide his feelings and relationships with you—they all know about it since Punk Hazard—it's just, their teasing (and the overprotectiveness from your friends) was a hassle of annoyance and Sachi and Penguin were real professionals of asshat when it comes to such thing.

In the end, Law had chosen the Polar Tang. There he had his private quarters after all, because the last time he was on the Sunny—you hadn't your own room, even though your rather sensitive—insecurity—picky when it comes to sleeping around others and yet you choose to share a room with your mates—and you showing Law your "secret", they weren't even remotely close to secret and secure—not in his opinion at least—sleeping spots, when you do have those rare days of wanting to sleep alone somewhere safe and comfortable.

So yeah, Law rather prefers his own bed over a couch or makeshift bed somewhere in the kitchen.

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»Mhm, your hair's getting longer. I liked it when it was all short, though I also like it how it's now, good to ruffle through and the bed hair? Certainly a hot look on you«

Law grunted in Response, rubbing over his face as you played with his hair and pulling at the longer strands at his neck.

It had been the most proper sentence you had said, after you finally—and for actuality—woke up from your sleep.

Maybe Law had been a bit too rough with you, because you were way out of it and when you would wake up—be it for just a few minutes, although in a sort of daze—all you would do was moan and mumbling incoherent nonsense of word piles to Law.

And then Law begun to worry, that if he had been too rough, he might could have brought you into a low-sugar state—but he checked twice and was relieved, you weren't.

You didn't question why you were in Laws bed, instead of laying on the hard ground in the forest and neither did you question why you're washed clean and only wearing one of Laws old hoodies.

»Can I keep your hoodie?«

»Why?«

»It's super comfy and warm and it reminds me of you«

Law grinned, pulling you closer towards him. Funny, he thought, that's the same thing you said back on Punk Hazard—when he had giving you one of his hoodies, after you discarded your coat (and only being left in a shirt and shorts) to hold of the massive wave of magma and ice cold water—which the marines accidentally released open from the dam.

You were astonished by the warmths of Law hoodie, that you didn't take it off until you docked on Dressrosa.

»If you want my hoodie, it costs you a kiss,«

»That's pricey, don't you think? How about I pay you two kisses?«

You kissed Laws lips once, than twice and when you wanted to pull away—Law holds you tight, deepen the kiss even more, till you felt no more oxygen in your lungs and flips you over.

Aah, there it was, that boyish—impish—like grin of your fiancé, you come to love.

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sabo-has-my-heart · 10 months

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Hello! I'm the anon that asked if you could write a male!reader. I was making sure you do :).

Well... I saw the fic with traffy and reader that has those wings! It was amazing! It made me think, what happens if like- Law had this (rude) awakening. Like he realizes he could be bisexual or pansexual after seeing male!(y/n) shirtless for the first time.

But like-- (y/n) almost has the same body composition as law but just with a bit more muscles since he's like responsible for some heavy duty work around the sub.

Also, I had this occuring thought, a devil fruit of sorts, like... A devil like those performers at wano? (Forgot what they were called 😭😭)

The devil fruit allows the user to turn into a lion or a big furry wolf, only downside is that... Male! (y/n) would have like a fur as a chest? Like a soft fur chest? But the human muscle structure is still there but the fur is just on top like most animals. Like soft cloud pillows 🤤🤤

Anyway- the devil fruit's downside can also vary if it's a lion, the instinct of being on top of everything since lions are the king of the jungle and for big furry wolf is that... It only seems in the darkness, like... He'd hate the light since most wolves hunt at night (I guess...?)

I didn't understand what I typed lol, I hope you do, though 😂😂

(also, re-reading this... Maybe male!(y/n)'s chest would look a bit big if it's under some clothes but it's the fur that's making them big by the volume of said fur {yes, I study volumes of fur because I love lions and big furry wolves lol} as well as maybe, juuuuussst maybe, (y/n) enjoy brushing the fur on his chest every once in a while.)

Don't worry about me understanding, I ramble too. Since you didn't specify if you wanted them to be different fics, I included it all in one thing. I made him a wolf because while I like all cats (big or small) in real life, in the instances of writing, I like wolves better. I hope this is what you wanted and please let me know if you don't like it! I've only written like, 3 things with a male reader!

Warnings: Male!Reader, mentions of arousal, fluffy wolf!Reader

Word Count: 1350

The Polar Tang had always required quite a bit of maintenance. A submersible ship with hundreds of moving parts that needed constant attention. Subsequently, along with the typical night watch, there was usually a crew member dedicated to roaming the halls and checking or looking out for any problems that might arise with the machinery and either fix them or wake the crew. For reasons he’d never really understood, you usually took this shift if possible. Working late into the night then sleeping late into the morning. Most of the others didn’t much care for the shift, finding the darkness of night on the sub to be rather eerie. Yet you seemed… eager to fill the shift. You’d joined only 2 years back, shortly after Sabaody. An interesting man, about his age, with a similar body build, only with a larger chest and more muscle. Nocturnal as hell, having a surprising abundance of energy at night, yet absolutely dead in the mornings, playful with the crew, yet he’d seen you actively take attacks aimed for the crew or viciously tear into an enemy that threatened them.

Closing your file, he leaned back in his chair. You’d avoided his physicals probably a dozen times or more, always stating an excuse, but he was determined to get you into his office this time! This time, he had Penguin and Shachi watching you, waiting for the second you had a free moment before they ‘pounced’, telling you that you should go see Law for your physical exam. It wasn’t long before you were peeking your head into his office, looking around as if hoping he wasn’t there. To be honest, you didn’t mind doctors, it wasn’t that you were afraid of them, but this was Law, the most attractive doctor on earth! How could you just go in there and be… examined by him? Forced to sit still, half naked, on his table, hoping that your body didn’t… react to him, praying that he didn’t get close enough for you to take in his scent. He looked like he smelled like coffee… coffee and sanitizer, the latter of which didn’t seem so attractive, but you hoped for coffee. Part of you knew he probably didn’t care about your devil fruit features, the large, fluffy fur that covered your chest probably wouldn’t bother him, aside from interfering with his stethoscope, but it felt… personal, it wasn’t something you typically showed off to others.

Sighing, Law gestured for you to come in, making you duck your head, looking at the floor as you slowly entered the room.

“Since this is your first exam with me, I’m going to need you to take off your shirt.” Law said nonchalantly, starting to write in your very thin file.

“Is that… absolutely necessary, captain? I’m sure the physical would go just fine if I kept it on.” you said, shifting nervously.

“Yes, it’s necessary, now take off your shirt and get onto the table.” Law demanded, making your heart jump. How many times had you dreamt similar things leaving his lips, though in entirely different contexts. Reluctantly, you removed your shirt, gently setting it aside as you hopped up onto the table.

Law sighed, he’d finally gotten you onto his damned table! Looking up, the young man froze. It wasn’t the fluffy fur that had caused him to stop though, rather the young man beneath the fur, shifting nervously on the table. His eyes ran over your body, muscular from working with the machinery, thin and lithe, your size betraying the strength he knew hid under your clothes. For the first time in many, many years, his pencil fell from his hand, clattering to the floor. The sound seemed to startle him out of his thoughts, quickly gathering himself together and starting the exam.

“You’re a devil fruit user then?” he asked stoically, quickly grabbing one of the pencils from his pocket.

“Uh, yeah, a special type of wolf user. It’s complicated.” you said, looking away. Those few simple words explained so much about you. Your nocturnal sleeping schedule, your playful demeanor and protectiveness, the Heart Pirate crew was your pack. Law simply nodded, returning to his check up, trying desperately to focus on the check-up and not your body. Not to say that he was the kind of man to only be attracted to a person’s body. Not that he was attracted to you!!! The physical seemed to last an eternity for the both of you, neither of you quite sure what to say or do until he was finished with the check-up. Almost as soon as he gave you the green light, you were bolting out of there, hurrying back to your room.

Law sat in his chair, staring at the photo of you in your file. His heart was still pounding from seeing you and he felt something strange in the pit of his stomach, tightening and flipping. He was a healthy young man, he was no stranger to the body’s urges and needs, but he’d never felt this kind of desire towards another male before, never desired another male like he was desiring you. He briefly wondered if that fur was as soft as it looked. You’d parted the fluffy looking pile so he could listen to your heart, only able to lightly brush against a few stray hairs, but he hadn’t been able to get a real feel for it.

Back in your room, you took deep breaths as you ran a brush down your chest, letting the feeling relax you. Feeling the bristles of the brush comb through your fur always brought a wave of comfort to you, allowing you to calm down from your recent encounter with your captain. It wasn’t something you did often, but if you were having a hard time relaxing, it always helped. Your mind was still playing through every second of the physical as you just sat there on your bed, brushing your fluffy mound of fur. He’d smelled like coffee… coffee and hand sanitizer like you’d expected. But also something else, something you couldn’t quite pin down, something that had had your body reacting in ways you really didn’t want it to while sitting in front of him. Vaguely you wondered what it would be like to have him brushing your fluffy chest, stroking your chest with the brush. Would he sit behind you as he ran it through your volumes of fur, his arms wrapped around you in a loving hold as he gently fingered the soft tufts? Maybe he’d kneel in front of you, admiring your fur as he gently pulled his fingers through the silky strands. Perhaps he’d rest his head on top of your chest, using your fur as a pillow, maybe you’d be able to get the insomniac to get some sleep. You might be nocturnal, but you’d gladly sleep through the night, or at least sit still through the night, if it meant letting Law sleep on your chest. Taking another deep breath, you set the brush down, your day dreams would have to wait for another time, it was getting close to dinner, meaning that you should start preparing for your usual night shift. It would be a welcome distraction from the events of the day, finding something so energizing about the night. Your mind could focus on the machinery and any malfunctions, allowing you to take your mind off your captain.

Law looked at the time. Dinner would be announced soon, maybe he could find a way to sit near you? Could he find a medical reason to ask about the fur? He really wanted to see how soft it was. Shaking his head, he grumbled to himself, he was Trafalgar Law! The surgeon of death! What was he doing getting worked up over someone? Even if that someone was the most attractive person he’d ever seen! Between finding himself attracted to a male for the first time and all the things he wanted to do or say, things were about to get a lot more complicated.

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Blind Date Event - Law X Reader

Thank you to everyone who submitted applications for my Blind Date Matchmaking Event. I hope you enjoy these lovely bedtime stories during this week of overpriced chocolates, flowers and heart shaped things. @cebwrites I'm sorry it came in so late but I literally could not stop coming back to it and adding more fluff. I hope you like it!

Mostly fluff, SFW, Law X Male reader, first blind date experience. WC: 1.1K. Minors DNI - my content is for mature audiences only

The coffee shop was cozy and adorable as you eyed the bookcase and fireplace. It had a quaint and rustic feel to it which you appreciated. You wanted this date to go well and an intimate space between you and your match was exactly what you hoped for.

The bell over the door rang as Trafalgar Law stepped in. He closed his umbrella and took his puffy hat off, shaking it free of water. A light drizzle had begun to fall as the two of you pulled up to the coffee shop and being the gentleman he is, Law offered to drop you off so you wouldn’t get wet while he parked his motorcycle. It was a nice feeling, having someone be thoughtful towards you. You could get used to that!

You met him at the door, “Thanks again, you didn’t have to do that but the gesture is appreciated. Can I buy you a coffee?”

His warm, honey like eyes crinkled at the outer edges as a thin smile pulled on his face. “Sure, so long as you don’t mind me buying the food. I have a bread intolerance.”

You both put your orders in and walked to a corner table close to the fireplace. The window was splattered with tiny rain drops, the sun fighting desperately to break through the gaps in the clouds. Law sat up partially and pulled a folded pamphlet from his back pocket.

“Did you get one too?”

You nodded. You had read that pamphlet over and over from the moment you heard about your match. Trafalgar LAW. The most successful cardiac surgeon in the tri-state area. And somehow single? And using a matchmaking service? Nope – you’re not gonna question the universe for this delightful gift in the form of a dark, lean, heavily pierced and tattooed man. A man who was slaying in his custom jeans and black button down that somehow clung to his muscled body. His ass more defined paired with his heeled motorcycle boots. Something inside you fluttered.

You’d seen the billboards and magazines of the Surgeon Who Defies Death, the man who like Keanu Reeves, had seen tragedy after tragedy strike down his loved ones but never taking him. And in turn he gave back by saving lives. In honor of the ones he couldn’t save, for the ones who saved him. You had to pinch yourself to keep from tearing up.

“_____, you ok?” his voice brought you back.

“S-sorry! I did but I didn’t bring it. I think it suggested some ice breakers and topics of discussion?”

He nodded, a small grin appearing on his face. “These feel a bit stale. C’mon, truth or dare? Who came up with these?”

“I don’t know, some of them have merit! We can start with something different if you want.”

“Sure. How about we start with hobbies? Can you guess mine?”

You sure could not, totally stumped. As a last ditch effort, “uhhhh foreign coin collection??”

His lead leaned back as he laughed, “close! Commemorative coins.” You were surprised at that, letting out a giggle. “Ok my turn.”

The way he eyed you had you squirming in your seat. The waiter brought out your drinks and food, and you were shocked to find that rice flour made for a great substitute in pound cake. Talking and eating, you both became more relaxed as you got to know more about each other. It was fun learning about the surgeon who seemed so…professional and stoic in his many interviews. He was actually pretty laid back and funny with a witty, dry sense of humor that kept you laughing and giggling as the cake and coffee disappeared.

The rain had begun pouring and lightning flashed in the background. Law looked up and a frown turned his lips down.

“Hmm we may be stuck here for a while. I knew I should have taken the car. _____ want to move this party to the couch in front of the fireplace? I’ll grab some more coffee, or hot chocolate if you prefer.”

You immediately agreed. The couch was plush and you sunk in a little as you took your seats on the cushions. Becoming even more squished together as he moved to pull his phone from his pocket.

“Want to see pictures of my dog?”

The polar bear face phone case reflected the glow from the fireplace as Law scrolled through the actual hundreds of photos of his white Pyrenean Mountain dog named Bepo. You cooed and awed at the massive fluff, acutely aware of Law’s arm oh so casually wrapping around your shoulder, pulling you even closer.

Afternoon turned to early evening as the rain wore on. You two however didn’t even notice. After going through every single photo and video of Bepo and your pets, you had just hung on the couch. Enjoying the aura of the cozy atmosphere, the closeness between you – Law conceded to play the ice breaker games just for the excuse to not move. It wasn’t until your stomach growled that he checked the time.

“I’m positive this place has actual food we can eat. I know most first dates don’t normally last,” he checked his phone again. “Six and a half hours long.”

“World’s longest first date,” you giggle, hand covering your face a little. “I don’t mind, it’s been the nicest first date I’ve had in a while.”

A warm smile spread on Law’s thin lips. “You’re cute when you try to hide your face, d’you know that?”

Your eyes shot open, fingers twitching to cover your face but you had enough self-control to stop the impulse.

His smile got wider; you could see the flash of his teeth appear. “Want to make it even longer? Or we can take a 10-minute bathroom break and begin a second date right here.”

“Why not just start the second date now? Unless you need a break?”

He nodded, “Yeah I do. Cause I wanted to end our first date with a kiss but I can’t do that if we jump from the end to beginning. You gotta give me some wiggle room.”

You were certain your eyes were as big as dinner plates. “Oh,” you breathed, leaning closer into him.

“Can I—” he started, pausing when your hand reached to tug on his sleeve. He didn’t miss the way your eyes were twinkling in anticipation. As he began to tilt his head, you tucked your head to lean into the crook of his neck. He wasn’t letting you off the easily.

Lips barely tracing your ear, “______, can I kiss you before we start our second date?”

You nodded furiously into his skin.

“Then you gotta stop hiding,” he chuckled.

That was incentive for your head to snap back up, meeting his eyes while yours slowly shut. Law closed the gap and pressed his lips to yours. He smiled as he heard your soft gasp, eagerly kissing him back. “Best first date ever.”

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