#law scenarios

[sashi-ya]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑹𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑼𝑵ㅤㅤ january free requestsㅤ ㅤ trafalgar law x f! reader

🕊️ request: @leftladyluminary ⋆｡˚ Hello ( ^ω^ ) I was wondering if I could request a Law x fem!reader exploring a temple together that turns out to be a uh “procreation” temple the strongly affects those who enter? Please and thank you~ （╹◡╹）♡ 🕊️ tw: mdni. raw, rough sex. vaginal. nipple play. pregnancy ideas implied. cream pie. wc: 1650 🕊️ masterlist

Zou is a humid place, very muddy as well. Your boots are dirty, and your clothing soaking wet. Those “Eruption Rains” become pretty inconvenient throughout the day, but they are necessary.

“I shouldn’t have worn a white shirt…” you tell Law, crossing your arms over your breasts.

“I would say you shouldn’t have worn it without a bra, (Name)-ya” Law says, squeezing and twisting his hat to drain it from the excess of water.

You sit down on a rock. Was it really necessary to say such thing? At best he should be a little bit happy to see your body through semi see through fabrics. What Law has just said felt painful to you, to say the least.

“You are right, I’m sorry” you mumble, walking away to find a proper place to hide and change your clothes. You are sure the ones in your backpack are as wet as your current ones, but something darker will do to cover up.

When the rivers formed in what are usually trails on top of Zuneesha’s back are finally dried, you find a very interesting construction ahead. Curious, as always, you come closer to discover it is a shrine.

“What a beautiful place” you comment in awe. Law seems to be anywhere else. He is probably near, but not close to you.

Curious, you put a step inside the shrine. It isn’t necessarily different from the rest of the temples you have attended in this long journey of piracy. However, somehow in the aura feels unusual to you.

The scent of incense smells more flowery, sweet, maybe even a little bit spicy. The Vitreaux windows create incredible depictions of Orchids on the ground, as the sun filters its rains through them. And the altar has a very distinctive little statue that calls for your hand to touch.

“I wonder what’s this shrine about? What god is meant to be built for?  In fact, do Minks have gods?” you ask yourself, making mental notes to ask Wanda once you are back from your expedition.

Your eyes scan the golden sculpture, it looks like two creatures tangled into each other. You would lie if you said you didn’t think of them having sex, and in fact you giggle for your “witty” thoughts.

There isn’t much to discover besides what you have just seen, but a little sign engraved in an old piece of wood.

“you shall keep your blood flowing; the warriors of the Sun must never disappear; they will fight for freedom and unity during this dark night”

You smile; and immediately after reading you remember Luffy. Even Law recognizes he is as shiny as the Sun itself. You don’t really think much of the true meaning of the sign, and soon after find Law looking at you from the very entrance.

“I turned around and you were gone, I didn’t know where you were” he asks, still soaking wet like a cat left out in the rain and looking a little bit mad at you for disappearing.

You could have picked a fight; you probably could have just brushed it off. But neither of those were your reaction, and unconsciously you lift your arms to stretch. The white shirt, still soaking wet, kept the transparency and with that the show off of your hard nipples presented to Law in its full beauty.

“I’m sorry, I was looking for a place to change” you tell him, with a rather sexy tone.

Law’s sun burnt cheeks turn red, golden eyes widening, pupils getting bigger. The little hints of black eyeliner smudge on his already dark tinted under eyes, the juicy pale lips of your captain slowly separating.

“You thought of changing on a shrine? Getting naked on a temple, (Name)-ya?” he asks, coming closer to you as he lets his yellow bag fall on the floor. Law walks like a snow leopard, slowly, menacing, sexily…

You swallow. That’s not his usual self, not at least with you. He looks like he is about to fight you, or even hurt you.

“L-Law, I wanted to put on a shirt over this one so that my breasts won-“ you shut up, as he strikes you and pins you against the altar.

You put your arms back to get a grip of something as you lose balance. Your hand reaches something cold and tiny and immediately after, his warm inked hand falls on top of yours.

Both, at the same time, touch the little statue behind and it feels like a new energy begins to run through your veins. It doesn’t take you long to finally succumb into a lustful, inappropriate kiss. His hands, all over your waist, lift the wet shirt that’s begun to get hot and too heavy on your skin.

“I have no idea what force is making me do this, but believe me I am not mad about it, (Name)-ya” Law whispers, in between panting and with his lips grazing yours.

“I have no idea either, but don’t you dare stop…”

The Surgeon of Death attacks your lips once again, this time while freeing you completely from your wet coverings… even if, something else in you was getting wetter by the moment.

Maybe it was the force of doing something so incorrect, so unholy on a sacred place… or maybe it was your love? Or even, both? Who knows, perhaps it was something else but the more you kiss, the more your bodies slide down until your back hits the red carpet covered floor.

Law’s tattooed hands squeeze and play with your breasts, almost like a beast ready to engulf his prey. “You wanted me to do this, don’t you?” he asks, reaching for one of your hard nipples, kissing the erected surface and then trapping it with his lips.

“Honestly, yes. I missed your touch…” you moan, realizing you are finally able to indulge in sex. It’s been long enough since you could touch each other, since you could be this intimate.

“I know, I’m sorry…” he whispers, planting a soft kiss on your chest.

You know there is nothing to forgive, and immediately after you notice his stitched arm holding the weight of his body on top of you.

“Law… can I be on top this time?” you ask, kissing the scar of his biceps.

His golden eyes shine brightly, apparently he loved the question and nods energetically, even if he felt embarrassed seconds after for doing so.

Soon, you take his place, undressing him faster and straddling your hips on his lap. He is hard, and the grey underwear completely soaked let nothing to the imagination. Deliciously tempting, you feel the impulse to your use your mouth before anything else, but the need of having him inside you is stronger… something invisible is making you desire his seed would fill your womb on and on and on.

You lift your ass from his lap, just a little for your hand to pass through your moved to the side panties and his hardness.

Law gasps when he understands you are not there to waist time on any other type of pleasure that his dick deep inside you.

“Now? but I don’t- I don’t have prot-“ he stutters, fighting in between the need of fucking you rough and reproduction health matters.

“You don’t really need it, I want you raw and rough in me…” you purr, guiding his sex towards your dripping entrance.

Your labia devours his tip, engulfing it with a warm slippery sensation. Law’s neck muscles tense, his head gets thrown back, a moan escapes his lips that resonates all over the shrine.

You do the same as you let yourself fall on top of him for his shaft to be finally entirely inside you. A whine so loud that mixes with his, and it becomes never ending as you start to hump on top of him.

Your hips move up and down, back, and forth and also in circles. Law’s fingers carve marks on the side of your hips and sometimes travel to the small of your back to press you against him with divine force. His hips, who up until now where immobile as pleasure struck him harder than he could ever expected, begin to move too.

“Nggh… let me fuck you faster…” he moans, using all of his strength coming from his core to impale you harder and synchronized to the rhythm of your jumps. The sound of wet sweaty skin slapping against the other become a sacred melody all around, while your nails carve marks as you grip from his heart tattooed pecs.

It doesn’t take you longer for your climaxes to arrive, and while your fingers intertwined with Law’s, your spasming walls milk him so violently… so needy, desperate for his release…

His frown intensifies, he even bites his lower lip but his eyes never shut as his pupils only fix into yours. As if his gaze was trying to anticipate something both knew, willingly to do whatever it takes to make his seed plant on you… deep, inside, of you.

“Fill me up…” “Keep it all inside…”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ...

“Wanda, may I ask you something?” you tap on her soft furry shoulder.

“Yes, honey. Tell me, what is it? Are you ok? You look very tired” the mink says, curious and perhaps a little worried about your state… truth Law wasn’t satisfied with just one round.

“So, I found a Shrine on the forest. It had a little statue; I didn’t get exactly what it was representing. But I remember reading a sign that said something about the warriors of the sun should prevail” you explain.

Wanda giggles. “Well, now I know why you are that tired… you went there with Trafalgar, didn’t you? it’s the procreation shrine, ruled by the sun lovers. That’s where we go to pray when we wanna bear children.. it said to be special forces that help us get pregnant”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“Oh…”

[sanjisblackasswife]

𝕊𝕠𝕗𝕥 𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕃𝕒𝕨

ᴮˡᵏ!ᶠᵉᵐ ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

Soft moments with Law involves being on his lap as he studies late nights.

“Y’hungry?” He asks with a rasps in his voice when he taps your thigh, “Let’s go eat.”

Soft moments with Law involves him holding your hand firmly as you walk down the long halls down to the dining room, stealing glances at your slightly tiresome face and giving a small smirk

He appreciates you trying so hard to stay with him, he knows you can’t sleep unless he’s in bed with you.

Soft moments with Law involves him making a quick stop to his room to get your bonnet and help you put it on.

He thinks you look beautiful getting ready for bed

Soft moments with Law involves him making a sandwhich for you with your guidance and some cereal for himself.

He hates bread but dammit the way your eyes light up eating how he makes it, makes the man smirk.

Soft moments with Law involves him seeing some sauce on the corner of your lips and wiping it off with his thumb before landing a small peck.

He looks at you warmly when your face shows evidence of being flustered at the small gesture

Soft moments with Law involves him letting you lean on him when he sees you yawn after brushing your teeth. He pats your head and takes you back to his room for the night

He doesn’t care to finish his studying now, not when you look so comfortable in his black button down

Soft moments with Law involves him pulling you against his chest and throwing your thigh over his to rub gently. It kind of tickles at first but with the soothing sounds of his heart beat you ignore it

His heart rate goes faster when you kiss his skin and tell him “I love you.” while basking in his natural scent.

Soft moment with Law where almost every morning at 5am he wakes up, looks down and sees your resting face, you looked more beautiful than the day he fell in love with you.

He cages you in his arms like a teddy bear, (or Bepo but smaller) not wanting nor daring to let you go.

Soft Moments with Law involves him kissing your face, feathered butterfly kisses all over your cheek and lips as you peacefully sleep in his bare chest for the night whispering “Thank you.” as another way of him saying the hard 3 words he’s been meaning to tell you for months now. He will eventually, but for now he wishes to bask in your tired embrace.

You give him a level of comfort he haven’t felt in a long time.

[nicorobinmywife]

Law wants to sleep but you're getting on his nerves. | GN Reader x Law.

Contains: Law trying to be a patient boyfriend, reader is clueless and doesn't realize they're being annoying, his dick is mentioned.

- sleep well, y/n-ya. - your boyfriend lies down next to you and closes his eyes, getting ready to fall asleep after a stressful day dealing with his captain business.

a sigh escapes his lips as you lay your head on his chest as his arms bring your waist closer to him, you smiled slightly drawing imaginary lines on his tattooed chest.

- Traffy... - you call him and he let out a grunt indicating he is still awake. - if i became a worm, would you still love me? - eyes still closed, Law raises an eyebrow at the sudden question as you lift your head, waiting for what he has to say.

- go to sleep, y/n-ya. - this answer made you frown, but you chose not to argue, believing that he would still love you even if you turned into a worm.

after a few seconds of silence, Law was about to fall asleep, but you voice brought him back to the real world.

- who do you think is stronger, Zoro or Sanji? - A frown appears on your boyfriend's face, it looks like you took the night to piss him off, Law thought about pretending to fall asleep so you'd leave him alone, but he's a terrible actor.

- Chopper. - Law grunted in a sarcastic tone making you laugh lightly at his answer. - y/n-ya, let's go to sleep, okay? enough with the silly questions. - he moves a hand gently covering your mouth, hoping you'll fall asleep.

you look up and Law has already fallen asleep, with a little bubble coming out of his nose, he looks so handsome in his sleep, but there was another question that popped into your mind.

you felt you couldn't leave that question for tomorrow, afraid you'd end up forgetting, maybe Law won't be mad if you wake him up again.

- Traffy...- in less than five minutes, you were already calling again, by this time Law had veins sprouting on his forehead, fighting for his life trying to be patient with you. - I was wondering, if you can remove people's hearts or their heads with your devil fruit powers, does that mean you can rip out your dick too? have you tried this before?

that was the last straw for your boyfriend, in less than a second he creates a room and you find yourself outside the cabin, now Law can finally sleep peacefully without you bothering him.

- stop asking stupid questions and go to sleep, y/n-ya! - Law grumbles behind the door with his face slightly flushed, covering his head with a pillow.

- hmm, he didn't answer my last question, i'll take that as a yes. - you chuckled lightly as you walked towards Bepo's cabin, thanking god he always lets you sleep with him whenever your grumpy boyfriend kicks you out of the room.

the end.

[kaziwi]

Marathon

Character(s): Law

WC: 586

Summary: Modern Au; Law asks you to watch a Sora marathon on TV

Note: I wrote this in like 10 minutes and I just wanted to post it lawl

You sped through the stop sign as you rushed home. The clock in your car read 6:23pm, which meant you had 7 minutes to get home before the marathon started. Tonight, for one night only, there was a channel running a Sora Warrior of the Sea marathon. That said show being Law's childhood obsession he begged you to watch it with him. He was invited to watch it at Bepo's apartment with Shachi and Penguin, but he denied the invitation, wanting to share his special interest with you.

Law even took the day off work to prepare for tonight. He spent the whole day getting snacks and finding his old merch to wear for the night. You on the other hand, decided to go into work, but you didn't expect to be so busy today. You were honestly exhausted, but you knew tonight meant a lot to Law, so you pushed through the tiredness and raced home.

It was 6:28pm when you opened the door to your shared apartment and fumbled inside. You looked up to see Law sitting on your couch, on a facetime with Bepo. He quickly said goodbyes to his friends and patted the seat next to him on the couch.

"Good you're here, I thought you were going to miss the first episode."

You walked over to the couch and collapsed on him. "I'm so sorry, we were so busy today and I had to stay a little later and-"

"It's ok," he laughed softly and pulled you closer to him, "As long as you're here now that's all that matters."

The smell of pizza and popcorn reached your nose as you looked at the coffee table in front of you and saw a display of different treats. Law had ordered your favorite type of pizza and had made popcorn and all types of different snacks.

"We're going to be here for awhile, so I figured we would get pretty hungry."

You quickly dove into the pizza box and grabbed a slice, your growling stomach begging for food. Law turned on the TV and the marathon had begun. As the first few episodes began to play, you watched as every two minutes Law turned to explain something to you. God he was such a nerd, but he was also so cute.

It was around 8:30pm when your exhaustion started to hit you. After a long day at work and the stress of getting home on time, you honestly just wanted to take a nap. You slowly rested your head on Law's shoulder, which caused for him to wrap his arm around you and pull you closer. The softness of his shoulder and the warmth coming from the rest of his body slowly lulled you to sleep.

You weren't sure how much time had passed, but you woke up to Law giving you a small shake.

"Hey, you fell asleep, are you feeling ok?"

"Yeah, yeah, I just had a long day at work,” you signed, “Look, maybe you should just head over to Bepo's apartment, I'm probably going to fall asleep again and I know you really wanted to watch with someone and-"

"Stop. Really, it's fine. I don't care if you fall asleep. I wanted to watch this with you and only you."

You smiled at his words and promised him that you wouldn't fall asleep again.

About 10 minutes later you were, once again, sleeping in his arms while he continued to watch the Sora marathon late into the night.

[kodzuken-chan]

Monster Trio + Law and the types of Hugs they give to their S/O Headcanon

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A/N: Sooo I got this Idea while I was doing the dishes, these ideas really appear at the weirdest times. Anyways, Enjoy this tiny SFW Headcanon until I post the final chapter of Regret Veins 🫂

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Luffy: The Bear Hug

A Genuine and meaningful hug

And its given by Luffy so you can't ask for a better thing

He might seem like an air head sometimes

And probably won't give you affection at the times you want

Except when you/him/both are super clingy

But when he wants to show you how much he loves you

He would just appear out of nowhere

Without a single alert

And jump, wrapping his stretchy arms around you

Giving you the tightest yet warmest hug you could ever ask for

He's not that dump, so whenever you're stressed, anxious or tired

He would give you his iconic bear hug and it never fails to makes you feel relieved and loved

Luffy's bear hugs always gives you the reassurance of how much he care for you the relationship you both share❤️.

Zoro: The Long Protective Hug

A comforting and a Strong hug

Zoro isn't a man of words

Yet he's a man of actions

He seems like a tough man that is rarely interested literally in anything

Of course except for his swords

And you

To him, showing affection isn't something he's good at, especially verbally

But when he wants to show you how much he loves and cares for you

He would just pull you into his embrace

And let you snuggle into his chest as he rests his head on the top of yours

His buffed arms would be wrapped around you in protective manner

As if he tells you that as long as his lungs are breathing air

He'd be there for you, to protect you at all costs

You wonder how he does it

But you swear that he can read your mind

Because whenever you're feeling Low or sad

He'd be right there holding you tightly with his strong arms

And it lasts as long as you part away willingly telling you're feeling much better

Zoro's protective long hugs will always provide you with warmth and emotional support

It just speaks your incredible Love chemistry💚

Sanji: The Straddle Hug

A Deep and an Intimate hug

Opposite to Luffy and Zoro, Sanji is extremely a romantic lover

You can't have enough of the unique ways he shows his affection to you

He nearly showers you in hugs and kisses every minute

But when you're alone or its the before bed time, he loves to express his affection in a different way

Because to him, hugs are good physical connection between lovers

Wherever you both were, cuddling on bed, or giving each other comapny in the kitchen alone

He'd place you on the counter or pulls you closer to his lap on the bed

And gives you a full body embrace

With a deep eye contact, delivering what can't be expressed in words

He'd snuggle his face in your hair, stroking it gently with his fingers

And you'd inhale the colonge scent in the crook of his neck

It feels like time have stopped

Until you hear your captain's desperate hunger whines from the distance

Or when tiredness has the upper hand and both of you end up sleeping

Sanji's straddle hugs highlights the mutual love and feelings between the two of you💙

Law: The Back Hug

A Fonding and Surprising hug

Similar to Zoro, Law isn't a man of words

But of course not to Zoro's level

Law's actions and words appear when you let your guards off

He never shows intimate affection towards you infront of his crew

You can't say he's a shy person

But to him, showing his love to you should take place in private, between just the two of you

He'd show that he loves and cares for you in other different way during the day

And in ways that you will only understand

He would surprise you with a warm back hug while you're standing infront of your dresser table

He'd lock his arms around your chest and buries his head in your shoulders

You can tell how he signifies his deep feelings each time he back hugs you

And how those gentle backstrokes can express what a million words cannot

As if he tells you how fond he is of you in his own way

Law's back hugs indicates the mutual deep trust and love you share towards each other 🖤.

[nifaswriting]

Love with Law is ...

Genuine

Law never does anything halfway, and reciprocating your love means his passion for you is 100% real. He would never play with your feelings and would never lie about his own. He doesn't joke around. Law loves deeply, genuinly, and though he has his very own way to show you how much he cares, you never fail to understand the depth of his emotions.

Emotions the dear surgeon of death is not very open about though, because he usually doesn't quite understand them. At first, he used to question himself about it, now he just accepts it. But it makes it harder for him to express his thoughts loud and clear, especially when it comes to you and the relationship you have together. However, love is here, he can't deny it, and no excuse is able to hide the way his heart beats for you.

Mature

Law is an adult, and he usually thinks and acts like one, no matter what. He’s probably the most serious one in your relationship, and though it can be quite a hassle sometimes (especially when he doesn’t take a joke), his way of handling issues thoughtfully and responsibly appears to be useful most of the time.

It makes certain things easier : Law gives you the most precious and clever advice you could ask for, helping you resolve your problems with wisdom and care. He’s also most likely to handle arguments better than anyone else, simply because he always thinks before saying something, especially when it could be harmful to you. His apologies and words of comfort are always right.

Mysterious

This is not so surprising, but Law is not easy to understand. His past is a mystery for most people, even you don’t know if he really told you everything about himself and what he went through. Somehow, you feel like he keeps details hidden from you, but it doesn’t matter since all you want is for him to be comfortable in your relationship. You have faith that one day, he’ll open up completely.

There’s also something quite mysterious about Law’s personality. Sometimes, you can’t tell what’s on his mind or what he’s planning to do, and he plays on it a lot. It’s not rare for him to give you side glances, half-hidden stares from behind his hat as if he was the most subtle man ever. And it makes you laugh all the time because he thinks he’s so stealth and secretive, but you just find it adorable. Though, you would never tell him that : it would hurt his pride.

[mangekyuou]

⟡    ֺ   𓂂  now playing  ,  up on the hill top.

⟡     pairing! …  f!reader x trafalgar law.   ft. big brother sanji.

⟡     type of love! …  romantic.

⟡     cw(s)! …  she/her pronouns used. brief allusion to child neglect. the reader has a sibling-like relationship with sanji. reader is implied to be a few months younger than sanji.  annoyingly overprotective sanji. reader shotgunning a beer. takes place during the conclusion of wano but no spoilers. me trying to be funny.

⟡     wc! …  1.8k.

⟡     notes! …  took out of the c*lestial d*agon part, but the reader still has a princess past. this was in my drafts for so long, i am so sorry. thank you so much for requesting !! <333

“You don’t dance or you can’t dance?” you challenged him with a light chuckle, pressing your body against his, closing the small space between you. “Maybe a mixture of both?” you added, earning an eye roll from him.

It was over. The battle was over. The reign of terror that lasted 20 years had finally ended. The people of Wano were free from the brutal reins of Kurozumi Orochi, of the Beast Pirates, of Kaido. To conclude the dark era finally coming to its end and start a new era, the people of Wano all across the nation held a banquet.

Away from the festivities, on top of the hill, looking out on the banquet taking place in the Flower Capital, stood you and Law. It was nice to see everyone happy, laughing with each other, and dancing. It was so lively. But it had been so long since you had gotten to spend any alone time with Law since arriving in Wano.

You took his hand into yours, slipping away from the banquet together. You found this spot before the raid, being able to see all the beauty of the Flower Capital. In it, you found a moment of peace through all of the turmoil, a chance to finally slow down and breathe, a chance to look back on the life you’ve led up until this point. None of which you found yourself regretting. And if you had to do it all over again, you would a million times over.

When it was all over, said and done, you had promised to come back to this very spot before you’d left this island with your crew. And now you were able to share this spot with the man you loved.

It felt good to be back in his arms. But that didn’t stop you from thinking about what happens after the banquet when you and Law have to separate. Your contented smile wavered, as your head lowered. You tried to hide your face in his chest.

He noticed, and he knew where your mind had drifted off to. The thought of being separated for god knows how long, played through his mind repeatedly.

“You’re thinking about it again, aren’t you?” He asked, his hand moving up to the small of your back.

“It’s kind of hard not to. I’ve gotten so used to you being there when I wake up. And now I have no clue when I’ll even be able to see you again,” You admitted.

With his free hand, he grabbed his hat, placing it on your head. You picked your head up, looking into his golden eyes that you had fallen in love with over the course of these past few months. His golden eyes that you continue to fall in love with over and over again with every loving gaze. “If I could give you an answer, I would. I wish I knew myself. I’d tell you not to worry, but it would make me a hypocrite because I’m worried myself. Never thought I’d be saying that aloud.”

“There’s a first time for everything,” You noted with a smile. He couldn’t stop that small smile that formed his features. He never really noticed how much more he smiled when he was around you. Not until he was being teased left and right for it, whether it was by you or his crew.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, “We can be worried together. I may from time to time call you for hours on end because I miss you.”

“I wouldn’t mind hearing your voice. It’s better than listening to Penguin and Shachi arguing all the time,” He mentioned, earning a laugh from you.

“But you love them.”

“Unfortunately, I do.”

It felt amazing to just talk and laugh with him, to see how he’s truly lightened up. His claims of only being interested in you due to your position in the Straw Hats as well as your devil fruit were proven to be false. Neither of those aspects was what truly drew him to you. He wasn’t really sure himself what it was either.

You were just...you. It was the best way he could explain it. Though he was still learning to say that part out loud, he loved every part of you. He couldn’t even begin to tell you what it was that made him face first in love with you. There was so much he wanted to say, but the words available to him were just not enough to describe it.

Being with you felt like home. He felt a sense of safety as he inhaled your perfume when he hugged you, when he kissed you, and when you were asleep next to him. Even now at this moment, as he holds you close, unsure of if he even wants to let you go. He feels at ease, something he hasn’t felt in so long.

You capture his lips in a loving kiss, dropping your hands from around his neck, snaking under the fabric of his shirt, and feeling his hot skin underneath the tips of your fingertips. His calloused hands cradled your face gently, for only a brief moment, pulling away from your lips, earning a pout from you.

His body was tensed, eyes piercing as he glared to the left. You turned your head in the same direction feeling a sense of familiarity, as well as an intense aura. Someone was coming, and there were furious.

Appearing out of the shadows was a blond with a smile, “( y/n )! There you are! I was looking everywhere for you!” His smile had disappeared, being replaced with a look of annoyance as he made eye contact with the company you had found yourself entangled with. The blond looked Law up and down, “Law...”

“Blackleg-ya...” Law scoffed, rolling his eyes.

You untangled yourself from your lover. “Sanji, what are you doing here?”

As the blond looked at you again, his smile reappeared, “I couldn’t find you at the banquet. And I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“How thoughtful. I’m okay!”

“Why wouldn’t she be?” Law grumbled under his breath, earning a glare from the cook. If looks could kill, they’d be in a death battle.

To say Sanji had a soft spot for you was an understatement. You were the little sister he never knew he needed. Since you had joined the Straw Hats, he made a promise to himself, he’d do anything to see you always smiling, to see you always happy.

But did you have to fall for the man whose epithet is Surgeon of Death?

Law was the walking personification of the man he never wanted you to be around.

When he had overheard you, rather eavesdropping on the three of you, gushing to Nami and Robin about your new boyfriend he had nearly fainted. He couldn’t believe his ears. His lovely, too good for this world, little sister who he adored, dating Law of all people?! The very same man who swore when the alliance dissolved, he would go back to being an enemy of the Straw Hats, now cuddled up with you.

He could hardly hear how overdramatic he was being from Nami, he was too busy being dramatic.

Every time you tried to defend your boyfriend, he’d never listen. It just resulted in the two of you talking over each other, neither of you being heard. You adored Sanji, and you appreciated him being protective and wanting the best for you.

But sometimes you just wished he’d shut up and listen, rather than trying to dictate your life! People dictating your life was the reason you were with the Straw Hats in the first place, why you ran away from the place you used to call home.

Sanji cleared his throat, “Law, can I talk to you for a moment?” Despite it being phrased as a question, it wasn’t in the slightest. “Alone. You know, man to man,” He clarified. By the look on his face, there was nothing you could say that would have persuaded him from the obviously terrible idea of leaving the two of them alone together. The red flags were now flashing red lights going off in your head.

Looking back to your boyfriend, he didn’t seem phased in the slightest, as if he was expecting whatever was to come. “Go have fun, it won’t take long, will it?”

“Of course not. I’ll return him back to you in one piece.” Sanji chimed in. Something about the way he said it, made you doubt it even more. “Alright, alright. Well when you’re finished, come and find me, yeah?”

“Not like there’s anyone else I want to see.” You press a kiss on his cheek, bidding the two men your goodbyes, returning to the festivities in the Flower Capital.

Law’s eyes had followed you until you were out of sight. How he hated to see you go but loved to watch you leave.

“Don’t look at her like that, you bastard.”

“Like what?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. What are your intentions with ( y/n )? What the hell are you planning? Are you using her as a ploy to take all of us down? I know what pirates like you think when you see women like her” Sanji accused.

Law rolled his eyes, “The pot calling the kettle black.”

“WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?!”

The Surgeon of Death continued, “Look Blackleg-ya, I’m not going to have this conversation with you, again. I owe you no explanation for my relationship with ( y/n ). Stay out of it.”

“If she didn’t like you so much, I’d choke the life out of you,” The cook threatened under his breath, his fingers twitching at his sides.

“As if I’d even let you let you get that close,” Law spat back.

“( y/n ) used to be a princess, you know?”

“Didn’t ask.”

“She’s too good for you!”

The surgeon simply shrugged, completely uninterested in the conversation.

“I’LL KILL YOU!”

Down in the Flower Capital, you found yourself nursing a drink that Nami gave you. You kept looking back toward the hill, wondering what was taking Law and Sanji so long. The orange-haired woman nudged your shoulder, grabbing your attention, “You okay?”

“Yeah, just...wondering what’s taking them so long.”

Your question was immediately answered, as you could hear the sheathing of a sword from meters aware and the sound of yelling over the loud music. An annoyed sigh left your lips. You shotgunned the rest of your drink, handing the empty glass to Nami.

“Gonna need another one of those when I get back from stopping these idiots from tearing each others’ throats out.”

“Good luck, babes.”

“I’ll need it.”

© MANGEKYUOU  —  do not copy, repost, or translate my works.

[geleswintha]

Stupid Arizona made purchasing tobacco online illegal.

[willowbelle]

"Please, Harder!" Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, fem afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧

a few drabbles for how the monster trio + ace & law respond to you asking them to fuck you harder! (>ᴗ•) !

cw: fem afab!reader, piv sex, spanking, praise, choking, rough sex, positions (in order): mating press, doggy style, cowgirl, wall sex, prone bone.

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

"Please, Harder!" Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

Luffy:

Luffy seldom falters in his incessant pace; he revels in his ability to fuck you like an animal in heat; harder and faster than anything you’ve ever experienced. He's captivated by the sounds emanating from your throat, and the knowledge that he's the one eliciting such responses makes it even more enticing. He diligently strives to uncover a wide array of your vocalizations, collecting them, almost. 

On this occasion in particular, he’s got you on your back, legs dangling over his toned shoulders as he holds you down by your waist, pounding his length into your needy cunt while you scream and whine for him. 

A new noise erupts from your heaving chest, one that Luffy’s never heard before;  a plea,

“Please, Luffy, harder!”

The foreign sentence prompts his ears to perk up, momentarily causing his pace to falter. He looks down at you, his eyes widening as he carefully studies your face to confirm he heard you correctly.

Suddenly, a smile tugs at his lips, and he bursts into hearty laughter, 

“You want me to fuck you harder?” he giggles, but his tone is tinted with a bit of playful arrogance, “Sure! If you think you can handle it!” 

Seeing your desperation as a challenge, the captain accepts eagerly, aiming to prove himself. He grounds his knees harder into the mattress and pulls his hips back before thrusting in abruptly, making you cry out as the tip of his cock batters your sweet spot. 

"That's a new one!" he chuckles, the unfamiliar sound igniting a flame within him that courses through his veins and singes his blood, filling him with an exhilaration beyond compare.

Determined to hear the special noise again, he commences with his unruly pace, making your screams rise in pitch. 

The grip he has on your waist tightens as he continues pounding you, the sounds of your sloppy cunt accepting his cock over and over again causing elation to flood his skull, 

“This hard enough for ya, baby?"

Zoro:

Zoro is a relentless force, driven by an insatiable desire to prove himself; strength and sexual abilities alike. 

He refuses to settle for anything less than excellence, especially in the bedroom. He’s in constant pursuit of validation, hellbent on getting you to scream his name only seconds in. 

Zoro’s got you on your hands and knees, treating your insides with brutal thrusts as he kneels behind you; thick, strong fingers bruising the plush flesh of your hips as he grasps them tightly. 

His grip is like a vise, unyielding and firm, your screams falling on deaf ears as he rails you mercilessly. He always aims to assert his dominance, his presence, and when your needy request makes its way to him, to say he’s surprised is an understatement. 

“Please, Zoro, harder!”

He’s still holding you, with unwavering resolve, but his harsh pace as slowed, just barely, so he can hear you over the lewd sounds of your skin slapping together. 

“Say that again.” 

And you do, making the large man behind you let out an amused tsk. 

He promptly obliges, but not because you’re in charge; oh no, he’s fueled by a fierce resolve to make you rue the moment you questioned his abilities.

The swordsman’s grip tightens on your hips as he immediately begins thrusting harder, so intensely it makes stars erupt beneath your eyelids. 

He’s groaning behind you, planting harsh smacks to your ass as he proceeds, obsessed with the way your cunt sucks in his cock so greedily. 

Your mouth hangs slack and screams escape from it as he pounds you.

You’re a weak, trembling mess, causing the green-haired man to smirk as he leans down to rasp in your ear, 

“Careful what you ask for.”

Sanji:

Sanji would move mountains for you, sacrifice everything to grant you joy. He’s entrapped by you and your presence; and it transforms him into a devoted disciple, eager to fulfill your every waking need. He hangs onto every word you say, treasuring each syllable as though you’re a deity among mortals. 

He’s always been a gentle lover; petrified of hurting you, of damaging that precious body of yours that he worships so obsessively. 

His adoration transcends mere admiration; he’s a devotee, obsessed with pleasing you with his gifted hands and gentle, strategic hips. 

You’re on top tonight, grinding up and down on his length. You’re desperate for more, though, greedily moving your hips in a tight circle as you move up and down. 

He’s quick to notice; promptly reaching up to hold your waist and aid you in your efforts, lifting his hips to thrust up into you slowly, carefully. 

You whine at the pleasant sensation; it's welcomed, but it’s not enough. 

“Please, Sanji, harder!”

Although he’s a bit taken aback by your sudden request, he doesn’t stop to think, he just obeys. Sanji presses his heels into the mattress to use his strong, lean legs to aid him in pounding into you from below, groaning as he looks up at you longingly. 

“As you wish, beautiful.”

You’re panting, crying out for him as he fucks you harder than ever before; the pace is uncharacteristic but seemingly natural for the gentle cook.

The sight of your face contorted in pleasure makes the coil tighten in his lower stomach, his thrusts are becoming sloppy but remain brutal as he desperately leads you towards your orgasm, 

“Sure you can take it, my love?”

Ace:

Ace is an enigma; a determined, goal-oriented man, but a kind, compassionate one, nonetheless. 

He regularly tightropes the fine line between rearranging your guts and making sweet, gentle love to you. 

His ambition is unwavering, but his heart remains soft and tender as he strives you make you shake and whine beneath him. He wants to stuff your brain full of nothing but lustful visions of the two of you; the juxtaposition of him fucking you roughly while he caresses and kisses your cheek. 

He’ll usually start gently, kindly; moving his hips carefully, softly moving his lengthy cock in and out of you. 

However, any little whine, squirm, or plea from you can flip the switch inside Ace; ignite the flame within him that singes his skin and plunges him into the unruly parts of himself. In an instant, he’ll be pounding you relentlessly, pace remaining brutal and firm as he makes you scream and pick your brain to find the moment he shifted. 

Tonight is no different as Ace has you pressed against the wall, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he holds you up, gently thrusting in and out of your tight cunt. 

You’re digging your nails down his freckled back, prying at his skin, praying that your touches alone are enough to signal that you’re desperate for more. 

He persists like he has been, however, softly and gently, placing sweet kisses to your neck and chest. 

You’re a whining mess, desire pricking at your goosebump-riddled skin as you nip at his collarbone, silently begging him to fuck you harder.

He’s stubborn, clearly, his pace remaining steady as he groans into your ear. 

A plea tickles at your throat but you don’t attempt to stop it, instead, you allow the cry to bubble over and meet Ace’s ear,

“Please, Ace, harder!”

And there it was, the switch flipping; the very moment when kind, gentle Ace retreats, and rough, wild Ace emerges. 

His grip on your hips tightens and he presses you into the wall harder, reaching up to firmly grasp your throat,

“Oh, yeah?” he growls, bringing his hips back to pound into you harshly, earning a weak cry from your slack jaw. 

His pace is immediately overwhelming; you can feel his thick cock in your stomach as he stuffs you full, his blunt tip bullying your cervix with each pass, making you cry out rhythmically. 

“This is a dangerous game you’re playing, pretty girl.” 

Law:

Law navigates the world with a keen eye and a steady hand; and these traits always remain true, even in the bedroom. 

He’s a meticulous, observant man; and although he may seem dull, he never misses a beat. 

He opts for studying your body; your noises, your movements, in order to please you in the ways you need, not just the ways you want.

Every action is calculated, every decision weighed with thoughtful consideration. He moves with purpose, deliberate and measured, leaving nothing to chance. 

Nothing goes unnoticed, or falls under the radar when you’re with Law; he may be tedious with his touches, but damn, it’s worth it, because he does it all perfectly.

Beneath his analytical exterior lies an insatiable curiosity; a deep, obsessive desire to understand every facet of your being, from the intricacies of your mind to the contours of your exquisite body. 

He wants nothing more than to please you beyond comprehension. 

You’re laying on your stomach, a pillow beneath your pelvis to raise you a bit. Law is hovering above you as he thrusts steadily into your cunt, leaning down to groan in your ear and kiss along your nape. 

His pace is fixed but firm, and the position you’re in aids him in hitting your sweet-spot dead-on with each thrust. 

You’re whimpering needily, coming undone beneath the doctor as he stays true to his consistent pace. 

He’s precise and careful; making sure to hit your g-spot with each pass, but he can tell you’re desperate for something; aching for more. 

He can tell what you’re about to say before you can even get the courage to let it out,

“Please, Law, harder!”

A smug grin tugs at his lips, amused by your desperation for his cock, but he listens, immediately beginning to thrust harder into you.

His pelvis meets your ass with a loud smack with each harsh thrust; the noises are lewd and your weak screams only add to it, but his pace never falters as he obeys your plea. 

He’s determined to instill in you the fact that polite requests will always be granted, but he can’t help but tease you a bit, 

“You’re insatiable.” 

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

[sashi-ya]

a valentine's mini story 𝑻𝑹𝑼𝑻𝑯 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑼𝑴 trafalgar law x f! reader

🩰 tw: a soft sfw story. spoilers from the last anime episode (not manga). happy valentine's day! 💕 🦢 wc: 923

“I LOVE YOU; I LOVE YOU; I LOVE YOU (NAME)-YA!” “ME???”

If there is something Law has passed are different types of “illnesses”; from amber lead to being feminized against his will. Now, as if that wasn’t enough, the truth serum had been injected into his body and his lips couldn’t get sealed any longer.

Your kneels hit the ground, with widen orbs and opened mouth.

“What- what did you gave him?!” you scream, kicking and trying to be let go. Just two people have fooled you two, and now you are taken hostage by a guy of who knows how many meters tall.

The era of piracy is so full of this random -and annoying- devil fruit users that sometimes it can take you by surprise. Today, was the day a couple of unknown pirates decided to mess with you two.

“Oh, just the Truth Serum. Isn’t it amazing? This fruit came to me like a gift of the Gods!” a lady, quite peculiar, laughs loudly at her victim. Who could have said someone that powerful like Trafalgar Law could be defeated so easily?

Her filthy hand grazes Law’s forehead. He is drenched in sweat, also kneeling down. He is desperate to help you, but her unstoppable tongue can’t stop saying how much he loves you.

And that, to you -but probably not for the rest of the crew if they were there - is surprising.

“He seems to love you, mh? Such good timing for Valentines! Well, then, in order to spare her life, he will cooperate… right? You have those Poneglyph right?” that villainess says, slapping Law’s cheek.

Law feels miserable and absolutely embarrassed; not even his strong Haki can undo the spell of such stupid fruit ability. Or maybe it is also relieving to finally confess to you?  

“Law, don’t- don’t worry- I’ll be fine! Don’t give her shit!” you scream, looking away. You, who are also deeply in love with him but never confessed, can’t look him in the eyes.

“No, I won’t let them touch you any longer. You are mine! I won’t let them hurt you!” he shouts, desperate. Never -and probably ever again- you will hear those words being screamed into the world like the public statement of pure romance.

You dare to cross sights with him, even if in pain as that brute is holding you like a kitten by your shirt collar up in the air. Your gazes are so intense, the world around seems to disappear for a moment. Why it has to be in this situation?

“Law! I am in l-!”

You take a big gasp of air, and when your tongue begins moving, ready to give him your own confession… something happens.

“HAYAAAAAAH!!!”

A big ball of white fur covered in bright orange suit appears to save the day; a strong kick to the back of that villain sends her flying away. Law has enough time to break himself the spell, as well as using a little rock to exchange your body for it.

It doesn’t take much more for Penguin and Shachi to give Law his beloved Kikkoku; a blade he uses to slash -but not hurt- both attackers. They both ask themselves why their heads are floating around detached from their necks, but that’s just a little taste of what it means to mess with a man like him.

Soon enough, and to your amusement, his arm surrounds your waist and quickly he runs away from “the scene”.

A coward? Not really. There was something Law needed to do, now that the truth has seen the light.

“L-Law? Are- are you ok? Stop. Stop!” you demand, asking for him to put you on your feet.

He tries to find the farthest spot; the secluded place possible. It’s enough with you listening to his “pathetic” confession -and the rest of the island too.-

When he finally puts you down, his inked hands run through all of your body. He needs to make sure you are fine. You are, indeed, more than fine… you have just realized he loves you as much as you love him.

“Scan!” he takes Kikkoku to asses your body in depth, but your hand intercepts him from doing so.

“Stop…” you sigh. Again, and as always, he is searching for every single way to avoid speaking about his feelings. “Law… it’s ok, I- I do feel the same…” you murmur, softly pushing the hilt of his katana down.

Law takes a deep breath. He can’t run away. Or he can?

The surgeon ponders the possibility of escaping from there. But wasn’t for his own body acting on behalf of his love, he might have probably done it. Luckily, his hand reaches your cheek, and his feet walk towards you.

“I love you too, Law” you repeat, looking down but still enjoying the delicate touch of his hand. A touch that migrates from cheek to your chin, lifting your head up to encounter your lips with his.

“I didn’t plan for this to go this way, (Name)-ya. I had flowers prepared for tonight… I really planned on confessing tonight; it’s just that my plans always get ruined”

“My sweat Law, when will they let you plan in peace? Did the kiss part came into the original plan?” you ask, coming even closer to his lips.  

“No… I- I actually didn’t think you could-“

“My bad, it seems I am also going to ruin your plans this time. Now please, kiss me and never let me go”

[sanjisblackasswife]

The reader's first time with Law?

How Losing Your Virginity to Law Would Be Like(NSFW/FLUFF)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: Vanila Smut, Law is awkward, I tried my best to match his character so forgive me if it’s not accurate.

Allowing Law, a long time friend of yours since childhood to be the one to take something so sacred to you. And choosing him was something he didn’t take lightly.

The conversation was awkward, you both had feelings towards each other but never acted upon them due to the fact that he didn’t seem like the type to want to be in a relationship.

“Losing your virginity to me doesn’t seem horrible to you? Because it is.”

In the back of his mind though, he was malfunctioning, he’s not the most traditional guy, but he did become celibate awaiting for his future wife.

He can’t even remember the last time he had sex and here you are. Beautiful and doe eye’d as ever offering yourself to him because you wanted to rid it to someone you trusted.

Sure he could have just said “no” and sent you on your way, but

Something wanted it to.

He’s a man. He has needs. And he’ll never admit it to you, but on his loneliness and horniest nights. He thinks of you.

He thinks of your pretty perfume, your body, your eyes, your smile, your laugh.

Your possible scent when his nose is landed right above your clit as you sit on him, your thighs jiggling as you are under him, the tears that prickle right when you’ve had enough and are abou to c—

He has thought about you in more ways than one to say the least.

Law doesn’t say yes to you at first, he waits a while. A few weeks even, but if you’re patient for him then you are truly a special girl, because once you tell him you waited he damn near explodes in his mind.

So. Here you are. On your back, fingers running through your captain’s thick scalp of his unkept hair, his lips transfer from sucking and nibbling on your breast and collarbone to your soft plump lips, his already stained with the nude gloss you wore on your date with him.

He of course had to take you out. You deserved it, you both had what normal people would call a “date”, but Law called it an off day between you both. He treated you like a princess, even took your hand a few times.

“Law..” You hummed out of your lips, he finally met the sweet spot on your neck, you felt the tent in his pants bump into your crotch with each subtle grind he gave as he kept his lips attached to your skin.

You felt so smooth to him, his tatted tanned fingers couldn’t stop rubbing up and down your body.

“May I take these off?” His breathing is heavy, index and middle finger looping into your panties to gently pull, he’d be a liar to admit when he seen the way your thighs jiggled when he placed you on your back turned him on so embarrassingly quick.

“Yes, please.” You lifted your hips, and watched him gaze at how your underwear slowly tore away from your skin, he did a small gasp finally seeing all of you “Everything okay?”

“What?—oh! Yes yes you’re fine…you’re..” his touch was so delicate, he treated your body like fragile glass kissing your inners thighs with caution.

You were in awe with your captain, his stoic demeanor now diminished , but his eyes are now softer, his cheeks won’t stop being pink each time he sees you twitch, moan, or otherwise.

He started with slow kitten licks, trying to hide the fact that he never actually went down on a woman so he is careful not to use teeth if anything, your hips buck into his mouth by natural reaction and he immediately latches to your clit.

“Oh!” You moan, hands thrown to his head. This was a new feeling! His beard tickled you a little the same way his sideburns tickles your thighs as you squeeze him in.

You tasted fantastic cumming into his mouth like the good girl you were.

Law finally begins to free himself. He’s a nervous wreck, mouth shinny from your slick, hair frazzled from your grabs and rubs, and constant clearing of the throat and he anxiously takes off his bottoms.

“Wow..” you say in your head. Almost like he read your mind he smirks at you reaction, there’s a little ego boost for him as he puts on the condom in front of you.

He crawls to you slowly not looking away from your eyes, it was almost like he was telling you to lay back and you did as such, throwing the blanket over you both, you’re caged between his arms, finally your nervousness began to show.

“Hey..” he softly holds your cheek, “Just….yell stop if it’s too much.”

He gives you one last reassurance kiss on the lips, it was so slow, gentle and soft. Looking down he slowly inches inside you, immediately seeing the contort in your face.

“Look at me, okay?” Law’s voice is lower, but you can hear the worry in the back of his throat, he doesn’t stop pressing inside you, looking at you and giving more kisses of the face to soothe the sharp sting.

“A-ah!” Your back arches and Law immediately places his arm under you for support, looking down at the small bloody mess in between you both.

When he finally bottoms out he is still making sure you give him the okay.

Once he does, he goes at a decent pace. Not wanting to hurt you anymore than you already are, but once you beg and plead for more you begin to finally hear more than just skin slapping and heavy breathing.

You sounded gorgeous in his ear, his hand creeps to meet yours , your stiff legs have loosened and are wrapped around his waist, it was a painful pleasure for you and you were so grateful Law was the one to give it to you.

“I’m..so…i’m not ganna last…ah..Y/N!”

Neither do you, it felt indescribable, Law’s kisses became needy, rocking you both back and fourth in the creaky bed for a riding out the orgasm.

After sex the tatted pirate is nothing, but a talking mess. Asking if it felt okay, as he cleans you and tosses the condom, letting you know how good you were as he washes you up, telling you the importance of safe sex as he holds you to sleep on his chest.

Law just hopes he made it memorable for you, that’s all.

And maybe.

He can continue to make more memories with you.

[nicorobinmywife]

Law with his partner who always embarrasses him. [GN Reader]

Warning: mentions of sex.

Summary: Law has a hard time with his clueless partner who always says something that embarrasses him.

maybe i'll make this a series, i had a lot of fun writing this 😭

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Luffy: oh torão! Y/N! - he jumps up and hugs you and Law, he is happy to see you two again. - I missed you so much, torao looks even happier and less grumpy shishishi

You: it's because we've been fucking a lot lately. - you casually say and your boyfriend wanted to bury himself in a hole or create a new room and run away.

Law: Y/N-YA! STOP SAYING THOSES THINGS! he is too innocent to hear that! - he stutters and blushes when you embarrassed him again with your clueless personality.

Luffy: 👁👄👁.

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Kid: i bet i can fuck you better than this loser. - he flirted with you to tease Law and you denied it.

You: I'm actually the one who fucks him, kid. - you answer and Law wanted to throw himself out of the window.

Law: Y/N-YA! CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP?! Oh MY GOD! - he groans and grinds his teeth in embarrassment as Kid bursts out laughing.

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Zoro: I didn't know training with you was so tough, but it was fun.- he sighs trying to catch his breath after a long training session.

Y/N: Thanks Zoro! - you got flattered. - you lasted longer than Law, he always asks me to take it easy on him, my poor babygirl...

Law: Y/N-YA! - he widens his eyes. - How many times am I going to ask you not to call me that?!

Zoro: babygirl huh? - he smirks and teases him. - nice nickname. - he says before leaving and Law wanted to die knowing that Zoro will make fun of him for the rest of his life, thanks to his clueless partner who always embarasses him.

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English is not my native language so be patient if you find grammatical errors 😭

[cozage]

congrats on 2k!! for the event, I was wondering for option one, with Sanji, zoro Luffy and laws reaction to their s/o covering their face with kisses, leaving lipstick marks?

Characters: gn reader x Sanji, Zoro, Luffy, Law Total word count: 730

Lipstick Stains

Sanji

Oh you already know this man is inches within his life. Nothing gets him so weak in the knees like physical touch and affection. 

He relishes in your kisses during the moment, letting you go on as long as you want. You can never give him too many kisses, really. 

After the fact, any time he passes by a mirror, he stops to admire your love and your handiwork. He just stares at all the marks you left on him for a few minutes, his hands lightly passing over each one. 

Some of the crewmates (Zoro and Usopp) make fun of him, but he just smirks and says “What, boys? Jealous?”

He struggles to wash it off. He’s a very clean person, but he hates to wash his face after you’ve marked it all up. You can very often find light traces of your lipstick still across his face the next day because he scrubbed so gently while bathing. 

Zoro

Whenever you cover his face with kisses, Zoro…tolerates it. He doesn’t love it, but he doesn’t hate it either. 

Unfortunately for him, he doesn’t look at himself in the mirror much, so he doesn’t notice the red-stained marks you had left all over his face in the process. 

A few things tipped him off when he went down to dinner, though. Sanji is stifling a laugh at him, which isn’t uncommon. But Robin is also giving him a cheeky grin. Usopp and Luffy are both looking anywhere but at him, trying not to burst into laughter. 

And you…your cheeks are flushed red with embarrassment. He rushes to the bathroom and looks at himself in horror. It took him a minute to realize exactly what was all over his face, and he let out a small string of curses as he grabbed a towel and desperately scrubbed at them. 

He comes back to dinner, his face beet red (from embarrassment and excessive scrubbing), and sits down next to you, pretending like nothing happened. 

After that, he always ALWAYS checks himself in the mirror after you come visit him. 

Luffy

Luffy loves to battle with you on who can give the other person more kisses. Everything is always a game with him. 

He wears your kisses around without even knowing it for a while, until Nami says something about it. 

At her words, he rushes to the mirror and looks, admiring his face and all the proof of your love. He’s kind of jealous that you can mark your kisses so easily. 

That’s when he gets an idea. The next time you two have a kissing war, he offers to put on lipstick as well, that way you can tell for sure who won. 

And that way, you get to see proof of his love too. 

The two of you parade around the ship with your faces covered in shades of red and pink, showing off your new designs and laughing the entire time. 

Law

Law is not a man who enjoys physical touch. But if you’re alone…he’ll allow it. Sometimes, he might even enjoy it. 

Especially if he’s in his study and you come in and curl up in his lap, softly kissing his face to try and get him to come to bed. You can be very persuasive. 

“Go on to bed,” he finally says, shutting his book. “I’m going to get some water and I’ll be in a minute.”

He doesn’t pass by a mirror, or else he would’ve noticed the new addition. Instead, Shachi, Penguin, and Bepo see it as he grabs water from the kitchen. 

“Love the new look, Captain!” Shachi teases, a mischievous smile plastered on his face. “You should keep it like that!”

Law reaches up to inspect his cheeks, but he can’t feel anything. He looks at Bepo, confused. 

“It’s kind of…everywhere,” Bepo says, trying his best not to crack a smile. 

Law quickly rushes to a mirror and finds his face covered in lip marks. He races out of the room without another word and back to you. 

“Y/N,” he says, trying not to get angry. “Next time, please inform me when you’ve…redecorated.”

You giggle and pull him into bed, adding another kiss mark to his forehead. Scrubbing it all off can be a problem for tomorrow.

[louebel]

[ " 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆! " ] — 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): luffy, robin, law, sanji, kidd × gn!reader 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨/𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: not proofread 'n quick, lots of fluff! they are all babies. (i KNOW kidd's crew raid fashion stores and complain about them if they're lackin. if. if there's a fic like that pls share in the comments. i BEG you.) also some swearing with kidd!! dripping divider by @ benkeibear like always,, i live for these dividers damn.

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐃. 𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘

"you too!!"

you swear his smile widens so much his face is stuck that way.

he is adorable. he smiles every day but hearing you say that? it's exactly what he wants!! he wants people to look at him smiling AND wants them smiling in the process (continuous cycle,,)

it's so easy to notice just how much he loves you saying that. round cheeks tinted pink, eyes shut, and set of teeth shared to the world. he is always so animated with everything he does, and this is no exception.

this little rubber man is immediately engulfing you in his arms!! you are not allowed to leave until he says so.

"i'm gonna make you smile too! forever! that way, we'll both look cute when we smile! shishishi!"

scratch protecting him at all costs. he's gonna protect you at all costs.

if you tell him again, grab his cheeks and shake him as if he were a pupper. if he had a tail it'd be wagging 'till he flies. will probably make all types of noises while you do it.

pat the boi.

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐎 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍

her smile might be tender but she's giggling internally,, she's flattered!!

"is that so? i'm glad to hear that."

robin gained confidence growing up and she knew she was a gorgeous woman — but hearing it from your lips is still a surprise. sure, she gets compliments on the daily, especially by sanji, but... yours felt much more intimate. she's not blushing because she's flustered or anything, it's just because she loves you. and that comforting warmth in her chest propagated to her neck and face.

it's small moments such as this that remind her of saul's words. each day on the sunny is a reminder, but the little things reinforce those feelings. it was such a wonderful sentiment.

you had no idea what she was thinking about, but the way the corners of her lips eased, your heart jumped too.

she really did look cute while smiling.

"you look pretty, too. smile more often, dear."

she's so lucky to have you. and you're so lucky to have her.

𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐃. 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐖

dies

you think he looks... cute?

his eyes widen and he just. stops functioning for a moment. his heart feels lighter and funnier than normal, and his smile returns, a bit more timid than before.

"... really?"

"of course!"

he doesn't even believe it— he did notice from time to time how you suddenly just,, softened when he did it but he didn't think you'd like it that much. he doesn't smile a lot, sure there are definitely various moments where he feels at peace with the crew, but they come easier with you

when he showed you his coin collection, when you both took a stroll or when you simply cuddled. law might look scary to those outside — but inside, he is still the small boy whose curiosity shined above all. he is very fond of those he cares about, even if he has trouble expressing his emotions and thoughts to others. the confidence he wore doubled for you and his loyal crewmates, but he deserved rest every once in a while. years of trauma dulled him, however, when he felt something, it was strong; almost as if breaking out of a cage. he kept them deep inside, only to burst and even tremble when he was pampered. he didn't know how to react, and only with time would he grow used to it.

so,, please be patient and take care of him,, he looks after himself with everything else, but he's a lost puppy with love and physical affection. if it doesn't show on his face, his heart definitely speeds up at every small thing you tell him, casual or not.

"thank you."

you see him smile a bit more now. give him any type of compliment, affection, or anything,, and the "cold" surgeon of death will be nothing but putty in your hands.

"and... you too."

he really does love you.

𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈

dies 2.0

"o- oh... my love! you look adorable smiling, too!"

never-ending swarm of compliments. oh and he's hugging you as if his life depends on it.

he's not really used to the sweet words and might think he's undeserving of them. sure, it's a simple smile... but that's exactly why it gets him so much. something so mundane and common yet you see a unique beauty in his and his alone. others can warm your heart too, but he does it in a different way — in a special way.

if you tell him this in the middle of the night and you're both having a calm and peaceful moment he might cry. (if it's daytime and he's feeling a lil sensitive it's tears of joy mixed with laughter,, please hold him)

he's so happy. he'll smile as much as you want him too. if that gets you to do so too, it's a win-win for everyone!

it's usually clear when he feels affectionate,, he is most of the time. but now it DOUBLES. that comment made his day.

he's so giddy and adorable.

"you light my world up, mon rayon de soleil. if i can do so too with a simple smile... then i shall every day."

𝐄𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐃

mf's smile never dropped so fast.

"the fuck do you mean CUTE??"

was about to throw a fit but then he just. stares at you. so genuine...

"why you lookin' at me like that?? stop. 'm not fuckin' cute."

staaaare...

"... zero point one percent cute. happy? now stop looking like a goddamn puppy."

but you end up smiling even more. and no matter what he thought, his heart still beat a little faster. you looked pretty cute, too.

yes. he's a bit mean sometimes but you know he means well. he's your little man. like, he made you a tiny metal butterfly once so that even if he was busy with designing and crafting you had something to remind you of him. (he sputtered profanities and became as red as his hair before storming off walking in a wall but he still peeked from a corner to see if you liked it. when he saw your pleased expression, he smirked like the lil shit he is.)

plus... deep inside, he appreciated it. you and killer always managed to calm him down.

he truly is grateful.

"urgh. c'mere. let's go get killer 'n the others to raid a store."

...

bonus after the raid: he does your makeup and uses a great lipstick he stole found to really make you pop with the looted new clothes he got for you. hyped you up and grinned like an idiot. he's doing your nails next. killer gave you a thumbs up before finding more products himself,, raiding stores sure is fun!

[nifaswriting]

Somehow, I love the headcanon of the Ope Ope no Mi not erasing all traces of the Amber Lead desease on Law's body and him still having some kind of vitiligo because of it like

The hurt/comfort about it is so good ???

Law didn't care about people's opinions about it, but somehow he started caring about his s/o opinion and he unconsciously became self-conscious about it because what if they don't like it ? what if they find him ugly because of it ? what if they'll leave him for someone else because they find him disgusting in the end ?

When he's alone in the bathroom and he stares at himself in the mirror, he suddenly can't unsee it anymore. Before, he didn't pay attention to it, but now he only sees the white patches on his face, arms and chest, and it makes his heart and throat tight. All of a sudden, he hates the way it looks and he can't help but think that his s/o will eventually realize how horrible it is.

Though it's only a fragment of his unspoken anxiety because in fact he just hasn't noticed yet how much his s/o loves it. They think it's elegant, unique, breathtaking. Every time their eyes fall on his handsome face, they can't help but admire the white, almost snowy patterns randomly formed by the spots. Something about it makes it dreamy and, lost in their thoughts sometimes, they gently trace the edges with their fingers.

And Law thinks they're just intrigued, but it's so much more than that, they're mesmerized.

"You're beautiful." They'd declared, one day, in the most loving way, and Law is unable to contain the soft tears now flowing down his cheeks and burning his eyes.

[mangekyuou]

hi, i read your mom!reader x law fanfics and i really love them… I was wondering if you could write something where it follow that same story and maybe the child has a nightmare and law is just there for them. or just any law interactions with the child would be really cute i think,

thank you

✸     now playing  …     SNAPDRAGON。

✸     pairing! …  mother!f!reader x trafalgar law.

✸     type of love! …  romantic. familial.

✸     cw(s)! …  mentions of nightmares. not proofread. 

✸     wc! …  1.3k.

✸     notes! …  my favorite au is back !! i appreciate all the love it got because it’s one of my favorite things i have ever written. so when i saw this request i was excited to bring it back up again !! i have a lot of thoughts about stepdad!law. read part one and two here !! ( d/n ) means ‘daughter’s name’. thank you so much for requesting !! <333

“I’m not asking you to change who you are.” Her voice was still in his mind, as he fidgeted with the engagement ring on his finger, his engagement ring.

Never in a million years would Law predict he’d be engaged. Now here he stood at the open window of the master bedroom, basking in the moonlight of the warm spring night. In the bed behind him, was his bride-to-be, ( y/n ), fast asleep.

Out of the open bedroom door, across the hall was the room of ( d/n ), his step-daughter who managed to dance her way into his heart. He had seen her as his own daughter.

Waking her up for breakfast in the morning, making sure she brushed her teeth, doing her hair, being a third opinion on her outfits, sending her off, and picking her up from school.

Oh, how he cherished seeing her excited face when she walked out of the school building to see that he was there to pick her up. How she bolted passed her schoolmates, jumping into his arms.

On the way back home, she held his hand, swinging them back and forth as she told him about the school drama of today. Before long, he began to encourage her gossip and became her partner in crime. Most importantly, he had become someone she had trusted, someone she loved.

He understood what it took to be a parent.

The time. The effort.

Settling down now was not a part of the plan he made for himself. He still had unanswered questions he needed to figure out, unfinished business out on the sea. And he had no idea how long it was going to take him to get all the answers he had set his life on finding.

He had worried he’d end up missing ( d/n ) growing up in the search for his answers. To him, it would make him no better than her biological father who walked out on her. Law feared her believing that he would one day walk out on her too.

He had confronted ( y/n ) about his worries, opening up to her. He could still feel her warmth wrapped around him, her chin resting on his shoulder, her gentle humming. “Law, my love, we understand that you have goals that you need to take care of. We would never want to be in the way of that. ( d/n ) believes you are the coolest man alive. She knows that whether you are far or near, you would never abandon her. She loves you, Law.”

He could only hope that she would continue to love him.

Bringing him out of his thoughts was a gasp so light he had only barely heard it. He turned around, seeing ( y/n ) still sound asleep.

A soft whimper reached his ears. Though it was not coming from her, not even the room. He closed the window gently, walking out of the bedroom. As he stepped into the hallway, he could hear another whimper coming from the open door of ( d/n )’s room.

He peeped his head inside.

( d/n ) was shaking in her sleep, beads of sweat on her forehead, streams of tears flooding her cheeks, mumbling something under her breath between her silent sobbing.

The sight shattered his heart. Instinctively he had rushed to her bedside, dropping to his knees. He gently shook her, trying to wake her up, “( d/n )…( d/n )! Little snapdragon, hey it’s just a nightmare. You have to wake up, please snapdragon.”

Her eyes shot open, her nightmare quickly subsiding to the back of her mind. But she could not get those disturbing images out of her head. She had looked to Law, hugging him tightly, silently sobbing into his shoulder.

He returned her embrace, rubbing soothing circles into her back.

She had felt safe.

“Dad…”

“It’s not real. You’re safe, I promise. I’ll never let anything happen to you.”

He remained silent, allowing her to let it all out. He was waiting until she was ready to tell him what happened in her nightmare if she wished to talk about it at all.

She finally pulled away, wiping the rest of her tears and putting her head down.

“Do you want to tell me about it?” He asked.

She sniffled, “I had a nightmare that Mom…that Mom…” Her hands began to tremble, not even wanting to say that word that followed. From her reaction, he put the two together. She continued, “And I couldn’t help her. I could have saved her but I was…weak.”

“( d/n ), you are not weak. You are so strong, one of the strongest people I know,” He began, taking her trembling hands into his own, “You are my hero, as you are also your mother’s hero.”

The young girl withdrew her hands, laying back down with her back facing him, “Heroes are supposed to be cool and collected, like you. All I’m good for is crying like the baby I am.”

Law sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at his clasped hands, seeing the ink that stretched across his fingers and the back of his palms, “Crying is a good thing. It means that you can feel, that you have a heart, and that you have emotions. To have emotions is to be alive, which makes you a hero.”

She did not respond, she didn’t even move an inch.

“Do you know why I call you snapdragon?”

“Because it sounds silly?”

“No. I call you snapdragons because they represent strength. They can bloom through the cracks of stones. They are so strong, they can beat all the odds, just like you,” He smiled, remembering the first time he had called her snapdragon.

She was being held back by Bepo, swinging around a wired hanger claiming that both Shachi and Penguin had cheated. How did a friendly game of dodgeball get this serious? No one knows.

Law had come outside to see what the commotion was about seeing the young girl squirming around in Bepo’s grasp while making the most violent threats he’s ever heard leave a child’s mouth.

What in the hell was she learning on this island? And who was she learning it from?

“Alright, alright, little snapdragon what did they do this time?”

And the name stuck.

( d/n ) scooted further onto the bed, leaving more space for him. She finally turned back over. “I don’t want to be alone…could you stay in here until I go back to sleep?”

“Sure, kid.” Law had gotten comfortable, hands behind his head, staring up at her ceiling that was decorated with glow-in-the-dark stars and comets, even a small moon.

“Tell me a story!”

“What kind of story do you wanna hear?”

“I don’t know, just something I haven’t heard already.”

He pondered for a moment. What was a story that was appropriate to tell a child her age? “How about the story of how I met your mother?”

“Boring! I meant one of your pirate stories! I can keep a secret!” She whispered-yelled as she made a zipping motion over her mouth.

“You aren’t doing a good job of keeping a secret right now, are you?”

( y/n ) arose with the sun, rays of light beaming through the window. As she stretched and yawned, she had turned to her side, the other side of the bed empty.

She had worried Law did not sleep at all. Throwing the comforter off her, she climbed out of bed. She had done as she did every morning, checking in on ( d/n ) from her door.

Though as she peeped her head into the room, she did not expect to find both Law and ( d/n ) sound asleep. She had snuggled into his side, his arm was protectively wrapped around her as she played in the world of dreams.

Just when ( y/n ) believed Law couldn’t surprise her any more than he already had.

Where was a camera when you needed one?

“What am I gonna do with you two?”