#no surprises a trafalgar law x reader fan fiction

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One time, Corazon took Law to a petting zoo.

"This is stupid, Cora-san."

"Trust me, Law, you'll love it!"

Law was terrified of the people and hid his face as much as he could. Until he saw a lonely bunny in the corner of the pin.

Their spots...

You and I aren't too different, after all.

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So, I got Law's perfume.

I did one spray on my drawing pad glove and thought I'd say everything that comes to mind.

I also go nose blind really easily, so I'm posting this so I'll never forget :))!!

I chose to not use the image below and just go with it.

Here's what I was supposed to smell.

My disorganized rambling interpretation of what I smelled.

Overall, Law just smells really nice. He just smells like a guy haha. There's no better way of putting it. It smells like a fresh wooded area with eucalyptus and subtle hints of rosemary. The lemon gives it a more natural and sunshine and morning dew feeling to it. It gives it this slight edge and almost tanginess.

Clean, professional, doctor/'s office, fresh, plants, morning dew, rosemary, some mint.

It doesn't irritate my nose. It makes me feel calm. Just relaxed and happy. There's nothing in particular that makes it pop or makes me feel like waaa >////<, it's just relaxing, soothing, mature. There's a gentleness that follows, too. Like if someone was smiling softly at you or gazing softly, or like a small gentle breeze. Or even patting your head.

No sweetness nor bitterness, just gentleness and softness.

It's nice, like a slight intensity of these mature ingredients and a gentle after feeling.

The best way I'd describe it is like if someone just came out of the shower and was getting ready for the day.

Incense, like a really nice and natural incense. Even like a cologne or something.

There's no sweetness or sugary scent to it. He just smells very natural.

The first thing that I thought of is just Law's back. Like he's wearing nice clothes.

Not like the smell of fresh clothes, but just like nature and plants, specifically eucalyptus. Followed by a soft rain or drizzle. The ground still dark and slightly damp.

Sort of but not really, like if someone had spent the day working with plants at their desk, with a mortar and pestle or just working with plants indoors, and collecting them outdoors.

I think of sunshine peeking through the canopies of trees,

If I had to give it a song, it would be a Hozier song or Daylight by David Kushner. The after smell is Lavender Haze by Taylor Swift, or a more acoustic version of the song and Unidentified Flavourful Object by Mili.

This song, too,

Vivaldi Variation (Arr. for Piano from Concerto for Strings in G Minor, RV 156)

Or maybe like a piano playlist, like something by oliviaalee. Sort of but not really dark academia. (Lemon what are you talking about)

It even smells a tad like very subtly like the ocean. Just like a fresh watery, natural breeze.

I can now smell the lavender and the lemon a bit better.

A bit like fresh lavender.

I feel relaxed when smelling it. It's very mature, attractive, professional, and clean.

A quiet morning. Going on a nice evening date with your boyfriend/partner, who dressed up nice. Like a nice, black suit.

Here are some visuals of what I imagined when smelling it. Literally Daylight-David Kushner MV.

(Insert photo of law shirtless getting out of the shower/bed or wearing a suit or the back of his neck.)

Here’s a transcript of my live reaction to smelling the perfume!!

Overall, just reading this all again makes the smell familiar again :))

In the end, Law just smells like a guy, just fresh and natural.

I hope this helps some writers out there!!

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No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction

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For Kanna's birthday, Law takes her to an island filled with flowers. She eventually decides to make her captain a flower crown.

While helping her gather flowers, Law reflects on how he met Kanna.

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Chapter 0-Heart

sfw, trauma, cussing, fluff, self-harm, comfort, angst, mentions of abuse

The history between the two of you was quite different than that and most of your crew mates. He knew it all too well. 

“Heliotrope…”

Law had first encountered you in Dressrosa after Doflamingo’s downfall. He remembered your hooded dark green cloak and how tightly you held onto Zoro. 

“Who is this?”

“This is Reader. We thought you’d be the best person to take care of her.” 

“We? You mean your crew? Where’s Mugiwara-ya?”

“Look, there’s no time. She needs treatment. now.”

“Tch, can you at least tell me what happened to her?”

“You’ll find out soon. Just get moving!”

Zoro had placed you into his arms. You were so light. 

“Jeez…” he mumbled, letting out a frustrated sigh. 

“Petunia…”

Law remembered the irritating buzzing of the infirmary lamp, the dreary office walls, the creaking of the ship, the humming of the machinery. He remembered the pressure in his ears as he removed your garments. 

Blood. Bruises. Scabs. Lacerations. 

Broken ribs. A black eye. A broken nose. 

Battered knees. Large bite marks. Raw knuckles. 

A cut lip. A dark ring around your neck. Hickies. 

He didn’t even need to do a full examination to know the torment you suffered back in Dressrosa. 

It was nauseating. He felt sick. And he was almost certain he knew who did this to you. 

Doflamingo.

Your silence was satisfactory enough.

“Hydrangea…” 

In the beginning, you rarely spoke. 

To your crewmates, you were like a feral wild cat. They teased you for it, unaware of the cumulative trauma you endured. Upon catching wind of the comment, Law had a brief meeting with his crew to tell them to "shut the hell up". 

He knew they didn't mean anything bad by it, but actions speak louder than words. It was not his story to tell and he respected your privacy.

"Because I'm your captain! I won't explain myself. Just do as you're told. She's a person, you idiots. She's not a fucking cat."

He knew your behavior was reactive. Law recalled one occasion when you became so enraged with him keeping you in the infirmary room for so long, that you bit his hand. All he could see when looking at you was a reflection of himself all those years ago. 

He knew that pain and the fear better than anyone else on board. Despite it all, he recognized your determination, your strength, your resilience. 

“Amaryllis…”

You knew death, and you did not fear it.

 When you trained with him, you fought with hatred. Darkness seeped from your blade and blinded your eyes the longer the matches carried on. You’d curse, spit insults, or scowl whenever someone tried approaching you. 

Sometimes, when walking by your room, he could hear you softly crying. 

You skipped every meal and most of your chores. You’d lock yourself in your room for most of the day. All you wanted to do when you came out of your room was train with him. 

Law remembered the day when he discovered the fresh cuts lacerated all over your arms and legs. You were no longer able to be trusted with blades. You were forbidden from training and joining the battlefield. 

He was so horrified and saddened by your actions, he couldn't sleep that night. He sat on the side of his bed, wrapped under his sheets, and sobbed. He felt powerless.

He promised himself to not let his feelings take control.

So, why? Why was this so difficult? 

“Marigold…”

He didn’t know what to do anymore. The Heart Pirates had tried everything. 

Law struggled to study some nights with how stressful life on the Polar Tang had become. 

Shachi even suggested leaving you at an island with your belongings and departing without even saying goodbye. 

“She’s deadweight, Captain. She’ll just make things worse and worse.”

“Just give her time.”

“How much time? What about the rest of us?”

“She’ll come through, just have hope, please.”

“...” Shachi stormed out of your office.

Still, Law had seen something in you. He saw your fighting spirit. You were just scared and traumatized. You weren’t evil. If you were, Zoro would never have held you tightly in his arms. Hell, you wouldn’t even be here.

Something deep inside told him that he shouldn’t let go.

“Cosmos…”

So, he listened. 

He already wasn’t the best talker nor the most outgoing on board, but you were an enigma to Law. He wanted to talk to you, but first, he needed to understand you. It was his duty as a captain, after all. 

Sometimes, he would sit, leaning against your door, and lend you an ear. He’d bring two plates of food, most often just one, and set it outside of your room. 

While it was only for a brief moment everyday, that moment became an hour spent between the two of you.

When you didn’t want to talk, he left you alone. Despite everything, he still treated you as an equal.

“Hyacinth…”

Just like clockwork, you began to speak. You began to change for the better. You began to heal.

At first, it was grim and depressing. But, the more comfortable you became, you began to talk about the things that made you happy. 

You would even sit outside of your room and share a meal with him. Because of your daily ritual, you both began to eat more and became healthier. It was nostalgic for Law.

You began to leave your door slightly ajar throughout the day, and closed at night. You would only lock it shut when you were having a bad day.

Law remembers the first time you cleaned your entire plate of breakfast. 

He remembered how he didn’t want the toast he still had left to eat, and how you ate it for him. 

He remembered finding you in the kitchen later that night, snacking on leftover dessert from dinner. 

He remembered sitting at the table across from you, watching you eat happily with dried ice cream around your lips.

Law remembers the first time you laughed. After swabbing the hallways with soap and water, Bepo had accidentally slipped and left a wet paw print on the wall. The moment you noticed it, you giggled. 

He remembered the first time you told him hello, the first time you asked him a genuine question, the first time you greeted your crewmates. He was sure there were plenty of more first times that he wasn’t there to witness. 

Regardless, he knew he would treasure the rare moments he was there for.

The biggest milestone happened on Shachi’s birthday. 

The crew had decided to have a birthday breakfast, with a big buffet and assortment of drinks, fruit trays, and meats. 

About 10 minutes into the party, they saw a small, mousy person quietly walk into the kitchen. Your eyes immediately darted to the floor of the ship as you grabbed a plate and sat down next to Hakugan. 

The moment you took a bite of the strawberry, Ikkaku and Bepo almost cried. 

“Who’sbffdayis ut trrdyy (who’s birthday is it today?)” you asked, chewing with your mouth full. 

The crew burst out cheering. When Ikkaku hugged you, Law could see your discreet smile through the opening of her arm. 

He and his crew had begun doing acts of service for you, and spent time with you, playing, sharing meals, and hanging out. 

You had begun to change for the better. It was almost like night and day for Law. You were a commendable member to the crew, doing your chores diligently, sometimes offering to do chores for others. 

“Peony…”

Yet, out of all of the people you spoke to, you’d grown most fond of talking to him. 

Why me?

Your voice was soothing. It was comforting. It was a break from being stuck in the more stressful corners of his mind. 

Law touched the hibiscus flowers clipped to his kimono. 

In all of this, your presence kept his mind out of the dark sewers of his past. He no longer felt blinded by hatred. He no longer felt the need to squeeze his eyes shut. 

“Carnation…”

You were one of the few people that could make him laugh, too. He found that to be one of your best qualities. You were gentle to him and cooperated. 

Sometimes, you’d like leaving drawings on his desk or around the areas he sat. 

At first, he thought it was slightly annoying. But, the more and more you worked your way into his heart, he began to adore them. It didn’t matter what you made for him or gave him, he’d cherish them. 

You became close friends. For the rare occasions that you did show up to his office, he set up an area just for the two of you. 

Before long, he bought a small photo album at one island so he could store all of your drawings that you had given him. 

He never mentioned any of this to you, but, on one occasion when he had awoken from a horrible nightmare, he flipped through the photo book to calm himself down. 

It wasn’t full proof, obviously, but it helped a great deal. 

“Rose…”

Slowly but surely, Law had begun to feel…anxious around you. He felt nervous. 

Why did his heart race whenever you said his name? 

Why did his chest swarm with butterflies whenever you sat next to him during meals? 

Why did he find himself missing you more and more, longing for your presence whenever things became stressful? 

It frightened him. 

The best remedy, he thought, might be to avoid you. It was almost certain that you were the reason he was feeling sick. 

It didn’t last for long. It only made things worse. 

He wanted to hear you sing. He wanted your drawings. He wanted to see you smile and be happy. 

God, your smile. It reminded him so much of Corazon's. 

He wanted you to be near when you did your chores. He wanted to hear you talk-no, he wanted to hear your voice.

Damn it, what is wrong with me? I’ve never felt this way around anyone so, why her?

Law knew the answer. 

One night, after a long study session, Law stepped out of his room to see what his crew was up to. When he laid his eyes on you, he saw you, smiling and laughing. You turned to him and smiled.

“Captain!”

Law’s eyes widened and his cheek became hot. He hurried back to his office without a word. He shut the door behind him and slumped down on the floor.

“Reader-ya...” he repeated to himself over and over. 

“...”

His feelings for you were pure. They were romantic. Without even realizing it, you warmed up to him. You broke down the iron walls of his heart and left him vulnerable.

He loved you.

Law cried. He couldn’t lie to himself anymore. He knew it deep down all along. He wanted to protect you. 

Every smile, every laugh, every gentle touch, and every conversation was his way of telling you how much he loved you. Yet, it was terrifying.

He was scared of just how much he loved you. He wanted to love you freely, but he couldn't stop thinking about how much danger he could be putting you in. 

He didn’t want you to get hurt by anyone, yet he didn’t want to let go of what the two of you had. 

He didn't want you to be a secret, he hated lying. Law considered himself an honest man. 

He knew the moment he’d finally tell you that he was in love with you, he wouldn’t hold back. Law had feelings. He was just as human as you were. 

His heart beat for you and no one else. 

And now, here you were, making it beat louder and louder. 

He wished this moment would last forever. He was happy right here with you.

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Kanna (My OC) x Trafalgar Law (WIP)

Familiar Smiles!!🤍❤️‍🔥🐯✨

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No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction

Quiescence Extras-Secret

sfw, fluff

You hum to yourself as you lean against the wall and draw. Occasionally, you liked drawing in rather unusual places. On one occasion, Bepo nearly tripped over you, because you were sprawled out in the middle of the hallway. Since then, your Captain has banned you from drawing in places “that block traffic”.

So, you decided to sit on the staircase leading to your Captain’s office. Not many of your crewmates used those stairs. The forecast was calling for cold weather soon, but you decided to take advantage of the peacefulness outside while you could.

(Humming)

Je te laisserai des mots

En-dessous de ta porte

En-dessous de les murs qui chantent

Tout près de la place où tes pieds passent

“...Hm, I really need to play that song for him,” you say to yourself. "I think he would really like it."

"Who would really like it?"

You notice your Captain turning around the corner and heading your way. You look back at your sketch pad and continue to draw.

"Captain! Sorry, I was just talking to myself. Was I too loud?"

"No, you're fine, and I could tell," he responds, softly looking at you.

Your Captain glances at your sketchbook as he climbs the stairs. "Kanna-ya, what are you drawing?"

You cover your sketchbook, "I can't show you!! It's a surprise, Captain-yaaa"

You scoot closer to the wall as your Captain sits down next to you. You both look at eachother. Your chest feels full of butterflies the longer you look at him. Up close, he was certainly handsome.

“Why not? You know I admire your art, Kanna-ya.”

Crud! Captain!!

“Sorry, Captain. It’s something personal to me! I'm just finishing up this drawing of a guy from my dream last night.”

Your Captain looks at you with a raised eyebrow. “Your dream? That’s so random.” he smirks.

Seeing his dimples caused you to blush. “It was just a nice dream, I suppose.”

“Well, listen. I have a couple of books that I want you to start reading for your training. Come find me in my office when you’re done and we can talk about them.”

You nod, “Also, Captain! I was thinking. Thank you for everything you’ve done. I know I don’t say it enough, but thank you.”

You frown into your lap, remembering your conversation with Corazon from last night. “I really do want to protect you. I want to stay by your side and help you all I can. And if it means reading those books, then I’ll do it.”

You tighten your grip on your sketchbook. “Sorry, I just really wanted to let you know.”

“You’re fine,” your Captain responds. He doesn’t really know what to say.

“Oi, why don’t you come into my office to draw? You’re gonna block traffic or get cold out here on the steps.”

“I like it here, though!”

Your Captain gently flicks the top of your head, causing you to jump.

“Hey! Not funny!” You turn and frown at him.

He then gently presses his index finger at the center of your forehead. “You know what else isn’t funny? The thought of you getting a cold. Just finish up that drawing and come in here.”

Your Captain pauses for a moment, “Also, just out of curiosity, have you drawn any of your crewmates? Or the Straw Hats at all?”

You shake your head, “Just you and Bepo, sir. The rest is just stuff I like. Oh wait,” you flip to a page and smile widely.

“Look! I drew Sanji!” You show your captain a drawing of Sanji, smoking and surrounded by butterflies.

“You can draw your crew, too. I’m sure they’d like that.”

“I know but I feel embarrassed. It’s a bit different for like Zoro and Sanji, but I’ll draw you if you ask, Captain!”

Your Captain looks alittle dejected by your answer,

"Jeez, fine. How about Luffy or

Captain Kid?" He says, crossing his arms.

"You mean Craptain Useless Mid?"

"Pfftt" Law laughs.

"DON'T TELL HIM I SAID THAT!!!"

You cover your face with your sketch pad to hide your embarrassment, “I’m sorry!”

"Oh, Kanna-ya...when Eustass-ya learns what you said..." he smirks.

"Captain!!” You laugh.

He bonks your head, "Silly-ya, I won't tell him. You're fine."

You smile warmly in response,

"Thanks Captain! I'll draw you something later!"

He smiles warmly at you and ruffles your hair before walking back to his office. “Just remember to come find me when you’re done.”

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After several minutes, you feel satisfied with your work.

"Alright, they're done!!"🤍

You pack up your art supplies and head up the stairs.

“Captain! I’m ready!!”

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From a distance, Shachi and Penguin wait to hear their Captains’s office door open and close. They look at eachother and smirk. “He definitely likes her.”

Quiescence Extras-ONE doodles done by Reader-ya!!🤍🤍🤍

Song Credits:

Je te laisserai des mots (Patrick Watson, 2010)

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No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction Chapter 1-Birthday

sfw, fluff, some cussing

Today was your Captain's birthday. The Heart Pirates enjoyed themselves while the party was in full swing. Chatter amongst your crewmates was largely focused on other October birthdays. "I can't think of many other people who have October birthdays…" said Penguin.

"Oh!! I'm pretty sure Marco's birthday happened, and Bartolomeo's is today, too!"

"Eh? How do you even know about that? That's just weird, dude"

You giggle. One of your crewmates looks at you,

"Say, Reader, when's your birthday? You're a bit more of a rookie here than the rest of us." "It's actually one week from today! Hehe" you stare into your lap.

"The thirteenth?? Dude! We need to celebrate for Reader!" "Ah! Nonono, it's okay! Like, I don't really go anywhere on my birthdays, I kinda just like being alone..." you respond, still staring into your lap.

This was normal for you to do. You weren't necessarily the most outgoing person on board. You kept to yourself most of the time. You also loathed parties.

"Like one time, I went to this dance when I was a teenager...and..." Trafalgar Law, your captain, sat at the far end of the table, quietly listening to your ramblings.

Hm, I guess I'm still learning more about her everyday. He felt a bit torn, nonetheless. Did she show up to my party because she was part of the crew or because she wanted to? No, that seems selfish of me to think like that. Hm...

You had an idea.

You excused yourself to go get some more lemonade from the bar. You weren't much of a drinker. You liked more simple beverages, like water, and sugar water...and...pretty much water with one or two ingredients added to it.

While refilling your drink, Captain Law approached you.

“Kanna-ya, may I have a word with you, privately?"

"Oh! Sure Captain" you felt a little anxious. Hopefully, you weren't in trouble. You sometimes had a hard time reading your captain because he was always so stern. According to your crewmates, he used to smile more. But, since his encounter with Doflamingo, his smile is more of a rare sight.

You left the busy kitchen to follow your captain to a corner of the deck. He leaned against the wall, eyes closed. "Hi Captain! Happy birthday!" You smiled

"Oi, Kanna-ya," your captain responded calmly, opening his eyes "Are you enjoying the party?"

"Yeah! I'm not much of a party person, so this is really out of my comfort zone haha, but everyone has been really sweet so far!" "That's good to hear. I'm glad you're feeling welcomed, nonetheless"

You felt sort of awkward with how serious he can appear. Your Captain was taller than you, so you felt shy at times, too. Staring at a floorboard underneath your feet, you ask, "So, how has your birthday been so far?"

"Easygoing, I guess. I'm not too big on parties, either. I just wanted to make sure that you guys were having fun and had a day to unwind." You hum in agreement.

"mm...Anyways, Captain, did you need something from me?". Your captain looked at you with sternness in his eyes. “...Kanna-ya, what are your plans for your birthday?” you look down at the ground again. "Not really anything, sir. I just kinda relax and wait for my birthday to end, I guess" you chuckle awkwardly. Captain Law still looked unamused.

"It doesn't have to be that way,” he paused, taking a moment to gather his words. “Do you want to go somewhere with me? Just us...alone?”

Sure, your captain was very stern and sometimes scary. But above all else, you admired him a great deal. Captain Law is someone very important to you. Usually, when he spoke to you, his words felt warm like the sun. Anytime he was harsh was when you did something reckless or potentially harmful to your crewmates. Whenever you said something silly or asked him a stupid medical question, he played along.

You rarely approached his office, because you thought he never wanted people visiting. You gave him as much space as you could, so much that he wanted to see you more often. However, you knew that deep down, you would always be welcomed anytime. Whenever you were doing a chore nearby Captain Law, you would rant to your captain, knowing he was carefully listening to every word.

He helped you through some really dark points in your life, and this trip might be a great way to say "Thank you".

“Sure! Where would we go?”

"Well, there's an island, not too far away from here. We could make it in about a week, hopefully by your birthday. It's covered in flowers, trees, and the weather is beautiful. There's also...other beautiful places to unwind" this is Trafalgar Law's polite and extremely low-key way of saying “hot springs”

You felt tingling sensations in your cheeks. The thought of it all sounded so wonderful. A place where you could play music, make flower crowns, and just be happy. Captain Law knew you needed this more than you thought.

"Yes! I'd love to!" you say excitedly. Your captain gave you a gentle smile. "Do you think we could stop by the Straw Hats on the way there? If they're on the way, I mean. Sanji wants to give something to me. "

"Sure. We can try that."

"YAY!!! Thank you, Captain!!" You hug him, his arms trapped under your grip.

"You're welcome anytime, Kanna-ya" he replies, outwardly unbothered. Hearing his heart skip a beat, your eyes widen and you quickly step back, retracting your hold. You felt incredibly embarrassed by your sudden and unprofessional action.

"AH! I’m so sorry, captain. I don't know why I did that. I know you're not a touchy-or whatever-Ah…um, is it okay if I hug you, captain, or-" Your Captain’s eyes sparkled as he smiled

"...Of course, Kanna-ya", he said, prepared for your arms this time. You embraced your Captain, arms wrapped around his sides and your face buried right into his chest. Your Captain gently pulled you in with his left hand very gently holding the back of your head close to him. His other arm around your shoulders.

You blushed, hearing his heartbeat pound loud and fast. He felt warm, and he had a good heart. You felt safe in his arms. You wanted to stay like this, it felt right. You both closed your eyes, completely at peace with one another.

Before completely getting lost in the embrace, you suddenly remembered your birthday present.

"Ah! Captain!" You spoke into his chest, "H-Hm? What is it, Kanna-ya?" responds Captain Law, caught off guard by the sudden and soft vibrations from your voice. Your captain loosened his arms around you, looking down at you with his tender, golden eyes.

"Gimme a sec" you look down, fidgeting and rummaging your hand in your pocket, your other arm still holding his side. You didn't seem to notice that Captain Law's arms were still holding you close, and he found that adorable.

You finally pull out a small box, about the size of your hand. "Happy birthday! Just open it later!" You hand him the box and quickly escape his embrace to go spend time with the others. "Thank you for everything, Captain! I hope you have a good birthday!" You say excitedly, struggling to make eye contact with him as you walk away. “Oi! I’m your captain! Be a little more…respectful.” It was no use, she was having too much fun for that.

“Jeez…”

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Later that night, alone in his quarters, Law slowly undid the wrapping that you had made for him. In poor handwriting on the box read,

🌸“To: Law Captain-ya!! :)) 🤍🤍 From: Kanna-ya!! ✨✨✨”🌸

He blushed. “Damn, she didn’t need to be that cute with it…” He whispered to himself.

He carefully lifted the lid to find two hibiscus flower hair clips with a surprise attack of a pinch of glitter now getting everywhere. “!! Jeez, it's all over my fingers and desk! That girl…I am going to have a word with her tomorrow…”

They both were carefully sculpted and crafted, yet flexible and sturdy. One was painted pink in the middle and the other was painted yellow. There was a small note underneath the hair pins.

Law picked up the letter with his glittery fingers. written in poor handwriting. It read,

” Dear Captain-ya,

Happy birthday! Thank you for all that you have done for me! I wouldn't be here without you and the Heart Pirates. You are really sweet and generous. I bought these at a Wano marketplace and thought they’d look cute good on you! I hope you like them.

Sincerely,

Kanna-ya :))!! 🥳🥳🥳

P.S., Do you want to have lunch tomorrow/sometime with me? I can pay!! :0!!

-Kanna-ya” 🤍

Law had a big grin plastered on his face, thinking about how short and lovely you would look walking to a cafe with him. He carefully inspected the Hibiscus hairpins while he thought about you.

He liked imagining how you were a somewhat messy eater, always getting sauce on the sides of your mouth. How soft your hair might be, what you would wear, what perfume you would use. How he would have to point it out and maybe even

…no, I’m not bold enough to do that. Covering his hands over his face, Captain Law sighed. “Jeez, Kanna-ya…”. His heart fluttered, beating loudly the rest of the night.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hi, everyone! I hope you like my fan fiction if you stumble upon it!! This is my first time writing something like this. The entire fan fiction is complete, I'm just editing and posting as I go along. The title is inspired by "no surprises - a trafalgar law animatic (one piece)" by luseraphims on youtube!! As a huge fan of both Radiohead and Trafalgar Law, "No Surprises" (and, even more in a later chapter,) was my final pick.

Hope you guys enjoy!

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No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction

Chapter 7-Drunk

sfw, comfort, some cussing, trauma, alcohol

Finally, the first night on the flower island was set.

It was your birthday, yet, you told the crew that you wanted some alone time.

“Ehh?? But we’ll miss you!”

You waved your hands, “It’s okay, guys! It’ll be fine!”

You looked around the campground for Law, but couldn’t see him anywhere.

He must be off by himself, again.

Back in your tent, you decided to unwind and read before you went to bed. It had been about an hour or two since the party started, but you could hear your crewmates erupt in laughter and cheering. 

You didn’t drink any of the alcohol your captain had brought for your crew to enjoy.  Still, you found two bottles placed in your tent, along with a small note that read,

“Happy Birthday,

-Law”

You smiled. 

As you opened your book, you could hear some footsteps approaching. 

You could hear Shachi and Penguin laughing loudly outside. 

Suddenly, Sachi and Penguin enter your tent. The stench of alcohol emanates from their bodies. 

"Readerrrrr itz your burthdayy!! Why aren't 'tcha out here?" 

"Didn't Law say anything to you guys?" you ask, giggling. 

"Ehhh??" 

You sigh, "It'll be okay, guys! Just have fun!" 

"Okay but like-do you have anymur (burp) booze," Shachi asks, slurring his words. 

"!! Yeah I do! But, don’t you guys think you’ve had enough?"  

"There’s nevr enuff booze reader, duhhh" 

They crawl over to your bag, laughing.

Before you can do anything, Law storms in your tent. 

“What are you idiots doing! Leave her alone!” He grabs them by the collar. 

“Captain!! Come on!! Drink with us!”

“No, I’m not drinking.”

“Drink withuzz and we will.”

“I am not drinking! I'm going to watch over the two of you.”

"Pussy" 

Law scoffs, "Really?" 

"Prove it, cap'n"

Law growls, "No!" 

"Yeah captn I bet you can’t even down there the three bottles. What a fuck'n loser" 

“You know-! Tch! Fine! If it means you’ll shut up!" Law reaches over to your bag and secures the unopened liquor bottles. 

He yanks the two drunken troublemakers by the collar, dragging them out of your tent. 

Just before he leaves, he glances at you and blushes. 

Penguin, who had been staring at Law the entire time, glances at you and smirks, 

"D'aaaaaawwww Capt’n, look at Reader, ain’t she adorable?~" 

Both you and Law’s eyes widen, 

"Hey, why don’t we have her come n’ watch? I bet she’d like seeing him-” 

Penguin nudges Reader with his foot, 

“Don'tcha think Captain's hot? I bet-" 

Law's grip tightens on Penguin's collar. 

"Oi! Shut it! Leave her out of this!"  

He looks down, hiding his embarrassment as he drags the two intoxicated troublemakers out of your tent. 

"Leave her out of this!" 

You blushed. Your heart was racing. You clutched your chest, 

Calm. 

"This is so weird! Ah..." you covered your face in embarrassment. 

"I need to thank him for saving me again, still." you muttered. 

You sighed, "Ugh, Law!!!"

-

You walk over to Law's tent and pull back the curtain.  

"Huh? Where did he go?" Maybe he was on the ship? 

Everyone was asleep. You scanned his bags to notice that all of his booze was gone, too.  Maybe he went to put it back? 

You rarely saw him drink. He seemed like only an "occasional" kinda guy. You enter the Polar Tang and make your way to the kitchen. 

No sign of Law. 

The last place you thought to look was... 

"His office...ugh" 

You didn't like going there. He was probably busy with something.  

You sighed, "It wouldn't hurt to try, I suppose." As you approach his office, you notice the door was left slightly ajar, allowing light to peak through.  Carefully, you pushed open the door, "Law?" 

No response. 

You find law at his desk, hunched over, passed out. Three bottles were cluttered around his desk area. You also noticed two glasses, one near empty and the other totally empty. A third one rolled around by his foot. A small puddle of alcohol had formed. By the time you approached him, you could hear whimpering and groaning escaping his lips. 

“Law?”

You hold Law by his shoulders, carefully pushing him back in his chair to look at him.

His eyes aimlessly stared off into space. 

“Uhhnnn…” Law moaned. 

His breath reeked of alcohol. his whole body did.  He was wasted. 

You approached Law, "Is there anything you need help with, Captain?" 

"Lamiii..." he groaned. 

"Law? It's me," you whispered. 

Law was sobbing, 

"...save her...Mom…dad…" 

“How much did you drink?”

You tried eyeing the bottles of liquor. 

But, Shachi and Penguin were with him. Did he really drink this much?

His hands curled into loose fists, “…useless…everyonezdead…nobody…helped…" 

You sighed, “Law…I’m here for you, okay?”

You thought about calling for Shachi and Penguin, but they were just as wasted as Law. You didn't want to disturb anyone else, either.

“This will be my way of saying thank you, I guess”,

He whimpered again, "save her…"  

You stroked his back.  

"Imso weeeaakkkkkkk" he sobbed. 

You felt a burning sensation consume your throat. 

You had never seen Law like this. Ever.  

"Everyonezdead…useless, I'mso useless"  

You hold Law close.  "I'm here for you. It's all over, you're safe now." 

You stroke his hair, "You're strong and you've saved a lot of people. You saved my life more than once." you whispered.

He sobbed, Law wasn’t even listening.

"Come on, Law. Let's get you cleaned up." 

You sling his arm over your shoulder, wrapping your other around his side. Slowly and steadily, you help guide him to the bathroom. His heavy body slunk against yours, trembling as he sobbed.

Finally, you helped him make it to the bathroom.

“Here, let’s go”

You kneel him in front of the toilet. You force open his mouth with your index and middle fingers, sticking them to the back of his throat. You wiggled them around until he started gagging and coughing. FInally, you felt his throat clench. 

“Guuhhh..” he vomited.

You repeated this fingering process a few times, whispering words of encouragement and stroking his back the whole time, until there was practically no bile spewing from his mouth.

“Sorry,” you stroked his back,

“Someone I know taught me that…it’s been awhile.” you whispered.

He coughed and spit the rest of the bile into the toilet. Some spattered on the wooden floor.

“I’ll get that later,” you whispered.

“Here, Law, just sit on the toilet.”  You help him sit on the toilet as you help undress him. First, you take a glass of water and hand it to him, 

“Drink this,”

You carefully guide the glass towards Law’s lips, helping him gulp down the water until it was half empty. 

You set the glass to the side and begin undoing his kimono.

 "I'm sorry about this, I'm not gonna take advantage of you or anything, I promise." 

You close your eyes shut as you pull down his robe.  Law continued to sob as you did so. 

“I’m sorry, I’m right here, Law. It’s okay,” you whisper.

Carefully, you sling his arm over your shoulder and help him in the shower. 

You turn the water on. Just as you’re about to step out, Law loses his balance.

“Oof!”

You catch him just before he falls. 

“I’ll help you shower, okay!?” You scream through your whisper.

You sit down with Law, allowing the warm water to soak the two of you. You were fully clothed, while Law remained only in his underwear. The gentle water showered over Law’s face as he softly sobbed. You held him closely from behind. 

Once you were out, you took a towel and helped dry off his dark, raven hair. 

“I hope that feels better,” you whisper. 

You help him put on a tshirt you found in his drawers. You awkwardly hand him a pair of boxers,  

"Can you put these on yourself?" 

"Mmm hmm" Law hums, 

“Just put them on and tell me when you're done,” you help him sit on the toilet.

 You turn away from Law to give him some privacy. You can hear him fidgeting with his clothes.  You glance around, hand covering your lower field of vision to see Law gazing at you, forlorn.

You frown, "Let's get you to bed, Law." 

You help him past his desk and onto the couch. You laid him on his side, using his kimono as a blanket to help cover him up. 

As you turn around, he grabs your arm,

He stared at you, longingly. 

You kneel in front of him and wipe away his tears, Law’s whole expression changed to one you hadn’t seen in a very long time. It was solemn. 

"She's dead...” he murmured, softly. 

The worst part was how you couldn’t do anything about it. You couldn’t properly tell him that you knew about her tragic death. You couldn’t properly say anything about his rapid descent into nihilism and sadism. 

All you could do was comfort him.  

“I know” you held his hand with both of yours. 

"He told me everything" You teared up. 

Corazon told me.

“…”

"I'm so sorry, Law," 

Law wrapped his arm around you and pulled you into his chest. 

"I know all of it. I know your pain, I know you’re suffering, I know it all too well, Law." you whispered. You didn’t realize how much you were tearing up until your face met Law’s. 

He gazed at the stinging redness in your eyes. 

His bottom lip quivered. 

He took his thumb and wiped away your tears, 

"You’re so sweet, Kanna-ya."

 "...I'm sorry." 

"Mm..." 

“...Is there anything I can do to help you? Comfort you, I mean?” you asked, softly. 

“Jus' talk abou' anyth'n. I don' care.” he mumbled. 

You knelt in front of the couch, crossing your arms and resting your head on the cushion, just to where your face was right in front of Law’s. You both gazed at eachother. 

Through the stinging in your throat, you talk about bits and pieces of your childhood. You talk about Koby, your love for dogs, how you trained and set sail with your dad, your favorite book. The more you talk, the easier he gets. 

He only stared back at you with a drunken haze in his eyes. 

“You remind me of a snow leopard, because, well, snow leopards aren’t as aggressive as they look. In reality, they’re actually not that dangerous to humans…kind of like you. 

You smile and sit up, stroking his hair and cheeks.

“You’re quiet, pretty, and strong. You’re not a killing machine. I admire how you use violence as a last resort. You’re always looking out for others, too…Law?” 

Law smiles through his tears, tucking your hair behind your ears. 

You giggle, “Your breath stinks!”

He wordlessly grabs both of your hands, and gently guides them to his lips. He presses his mouth against them and closes his eyes.  

You can feel his soft lips resting against the sides of your hands. 

“Thank you” he finally spoke. You smile holding his cheek. 

"Of course". 

Without warning, Law holds the back of your head, pulls you in and kisses you,

“Mmpphh!!”

Pulls you in closer, almost consuming your lips.

You whimpered against his mouth, feeling his mouth dominate yours.  

You pressed your thighs together, holding his cheeks and reciprocating each kiss. 

Finally, you pulled away,

“Law…” you stuttered.

Flushed, he pulled you in for more.

You pulled away again, shaking your head.

“I gotta go, Law.” you whisper, breathless. 

As you stand up from your spot, you can feel his warm gaze on you. you turn around to face him. you sigh and smile as you place your hand on his cheek. 

You gaze at him for a moment, and stand up.

-

Before you leave, you clean up the bottles around his desk. You wipe the bile from around the toilet and the puddle of liquor from his desk. Each time you glanced over towards Law, you felt your heart skip a beat. 

By the time you made it back to the couch, Law was asleep. 

You tuck him in once more and examine his resting face. 

"Thank you for saving me earlier," You blush, 

"That's all I wanted to say, but I guess I overstayed my welcome," you chuckled. 

You kneel down and kiss his forehead. 

"Goodnight, Law. Rest well." 

You give him a hopeful look, thinking some part of him might've heard all you had to say. 

"Wishful thinking, huh?" you painfully smile. 

"Maybe someday." 

As you shut the door, you whisper, 

Silent.  

-

The next morning, You slip on the cute white dress you wore yesterday, and head out.   

“Reader!” 

You turn around to find Shachi and Penguin bowing in front of you. 

“We’re sorry for yesterday!” 

You wave your hands in front of them, apologetically bowing lower, 

“It’s okay, it’s fine! It’s my fault! I should’ve not kept it with me if I wasn’t going to drink it.” 

“Eh?? They wrap their arms around your neck 

“Don’t be stupid!”  

You laugh, “Sorry!”

You continue, “Just know I'm not mad! You guys were drunk, so I get it.”

“Speaking of which, is Captain awake?” 

“Yeah! He's been waiting for all of us to finish getting ready.” 

You hum in response. 

You sit down on a nearby crate, keeping a distance from Law. 

Your heart was racing. You could feel his stern gaze piercing through you. 

You look down into your lap, feeling the same embarrassment he probably felt. 

“Oi, Kanna-ya” he calls, gently,  

“Captain!” You turned around and stood up. 

"Oi...I need to ask you something." 

You glanced at his eyes before averting your gaze right back to your feet. 

"About last night," he paused, 

"Did...did I say anything?" he asks, awkwardly. 

You shook your head, 

"You didn't say anything." 

"Really?" 

"Nope. Nothing Happened." 

"..." 

"..." 

"...Alright, I'll see you soon, then, okay?" 

He pats your head and begins to walk away. He pauses and turns around, 

“Oi, look at me,” 

He places his hand on top of your head. 

"About the flower crown," He looks at you with warm, golden eyes. 

“Just tell me what I need to do, and I’ll do it, okay?” 

Your eyes sparkle as you nod, smiling, 

"Okay!"

Big thanks to vanderfulgogh for helping me write this chapter. It's amazing working with them and I can't wait for more things from them in the future!!

[third-arch]

No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction

Chapter 3-Part 2-Nothing

nsfw, trauma, cussing, fluff, comfort, angst, mentions of abuse/degredation and rape

“Mmmm…”

Captain Law’s eyes fluttered open as he looked at your sleeping person.

He pressed a kiss on your forehead, smiling.

“Mmm…Law?”

His expression immediately steadied into one of grumpiness.

Yet, he still couldn’t hide the blush on his cheeks.

“Law, why are you furrowing your brows like that?” You asked in a sleepy voice

He pulled you in closer,

“…”

You giggle,

“Alright,”

Hugging him tighter,

“Thank you for earlier, Captain”

“…”

He remained silent.

You stretched your arms, yawning, and wrapped them around Law once more.

“When I was with Doffy, he'd make me sit on the floor for my meals. Sometimes, if he was drunk, he’d piss on my plate.”

“If I didn’t oblige or refused to eat, he’d lock me in a closet.”

Law's eyes widened. His eyes fell into dark stormy colors, expressions of wicked horror and confusion.

You nuzzle into laws chest, softly speaking,

“I just got some bad memories. That’s all, okay?”

Law gently holds the back of your head, pressing his lips onto your head.

“I’m fine now. Just-!!”

Law brings his head back to look at you, anxiously.

His calloused fingers stroke your hair,

“I won’t ever, ever do anything like that to you, Reader-ya. I promise you,”

He holds your lacerated arm firmly, looking at you in the eyes,

“I won’t let anyone or anything hurt you.”

“Nobody here will. I’ll know about it if it happens.”

“You’re safe here.”

You nod,

“Thank you.”

“…Reader-ya,”

“Hm?”

“Do you ever wonder how things would be different had we met at a different time?”

What do you mean?”

Like, what if you never met Doflamingo and only me?”

Oh! Well duh, I’d be a lot happier.”

His eyes soften.

“I agree.”

“Why do you ask?” You say, stroking his cheek.

Law sits up, pulling you into his lap.

He wraps his arms around your stomach.

“I just think about it sometimes. About what could have been, about all the unnecessary pain you wouldn’t have to endure,”

He buries his head into your neck,

“About what should have been.”

You feel a painful stinging in your chest.

“Mm…”

“But you’re here now, and that’s what matters.”

“With my family and the person I care about most!”

“Yeah..!!”

Law blushes.

“Tch!!!”

He hugs you tighter, causing you to laugh.

“Law! Your face feels hot!!”

“Be quiet!!”

You ruffle his hair, turning to plant a kiss on his cheek.

What should’ve been, huh?

All that pain and suffering, did it make you stronger?

Maybe it was worth it. You saved another girl from falling into Doffy’s hands.

Or, are you just piling guilt on your plate?

Excuses for enduring the pain you went through. 

It didn’t matter, that shouldn’t be a reason to feel proud of your pain.

No matter how lucky or unfortunate one can be, overcoming the pain is the most rewarding step.

For some, it might take days, for others, it might take years, and for some, it might never go away.

As long as you kept pushing forward, you thought,

As long as you had your crew, and Law

And knowing your family was safe,

Your were stronger than titanium,

You were fearless, like a lion.

Nobody could break you.

Nothing at all.

-

The next day, the Polar Tang docked at Elston Island.

It was yet another dreary morning. Lots of fog and cloudy skies.

“You’re sure you won’t be making it for lunch?”

Law adjusts your uniform,

“I’ll be fine, Captain. Same route as usual.”

You held your dulcimer and satchel tightly in your hands. 

“Just be safe, okay?” Law promptly pats your head.

“I promise”

You turn to wave goodbye to your crew as you head off for the woods.

-

As you made your way through the woods, you hummed the melodies of folk songs from distant lands.

Then take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind

Down the foggy ruins of time

Far past the frozen leaves

The haunted, frightened trees

Out to the windy beach

Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow

“Doo Doo Doo Doo~”

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky

With one hand waving free-

“Huh? What’s this?”

An ovular-shaped purple fruit with swirly bumps rested at your feet.

You pluck it from its stem and hold it, examining it.

Your eyes widen

“This is…a Devil Fruit!!”

You held it in your hand, examining its smooth textures and crevasses. 

You press it to your lips, closing your eyes.

“...”

…

MUNCH.

“...” 

Wait, why did you do that?

Your eyes widen in shock.

“Oh shit. Why did I do that?”

You spit the bite out, 

A nostalgic taste develops in your mouth, as if Doffy’s degradation and humiliation during mealtimes prepared you for this moment.

“Dang.”

You don’t flinch,

Pleh 

“Gross.” is all you say, as you spit out every remnant of the bite.

You drop the fruit to the ground. 

Your hands felt hot and clammy.

Why did you do that?

What were you thinking?

You had no rhyme or rhythm in even knowing what the fruit you just ate would do to you.

What if it turned you into a horse?

Or, maybe a festive Christmas reindeer,

The Jingle Jingle no Mi?

It was hopeless. You knew nothing about pirates.

“Oh god, I’m gonna have to tell Captain about this.”

You covered your hands over your face and sighed,

You felt nauseous. You wanted to throw up.

Well, you had no idea how to unlock this power.

Only time would tell

And, when the time was right, you’d tell Law.

But, when would that be?

You felt dizzy.

You felt numbness, like an adrenaline boost rushed though your body.

Tomorrow? Next week? In a few years?

You loved him, but, this couldn’t be a secret forever.

Nothing at all.

Nothing at all.

Your heart beat louder and louder

Lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup,

It pounded against your ears

Lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, 

Your wrists felt numb

“Ah!! Make it stop!!”

You clutched your wrists

“Just, calm down.”

Lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, lub-dup, 

“Please!!” You trembled.

“Calm down!!” You swallowed hard, clutching your heart.

Calm!!

“...”

Pure silence.

Your body felt latent. 

For a brief moment, everything felt quiet.

No ringing in your ears, no heartbeat pounding in your head.

Only the quiescent solitude of the world around you.

Then, like a flame, it was snuffed out.

The noise returned

But, you felt calmer.

Beads of sweat had already piled at your forehead.

You panted, falling to your knees.

Fear loomed over you.

You felt terrified and exhausted.

-

Later that night, aboard the Polar Tang, you anxiously sat in your room.

There was a party going on downstairs, but, you were too shy to even attend.

Regardless, you had other things on your mind.

Your hands felt hot and clammy and you felt like you couldn’t breathe.

You felt like passing out.

Knock Knock

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath

Just, stay strong.

“In a second.”

“It’s Bepo!”

“Alright.”

Gathering yourself, you took one more deep breath and approached the door.

You peered out the door.

“Reader-chan?”

“Hey, Bepo, what’s up?”

“Are you okay? You seem alittle off since you got back from your usual spot.”

“Yeah, um, I’m just tired.”

“Can I come in?”

“Sure!”

Bepo sits on your bed.

He places his paw on your head.

“You know, Reader-Chan, when I was little, I used to work in a construction company.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! It helped me when I was upset. I’d create things. I got to use all kinds of tools.”

“Maybe you could create things, too. For when you’re upset and stuff.”

“Like what?”

“What about writing?”

“Huh?”

You look at Bepo,

“Well, you draw already, don’t you?”

“For me, I used to study navigation to search for my brother,”

“Sometimes, when I’m sad, I turn to my writing and studying.”

“I like researching meteorology, the currents, magnetism, those kinds of things.”

“Didn’t you get stranded on the wrong beach like me?”

“Like you?”

“Law didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“Oh, about how I got here.”

“Ehh?? That’s right! Why did Captain recruit you, Reader-chan?”

“Well,”

You adjust yourself,

“I was sailing with my dad and decided I wanted to go off on my own. I wanted to pursue music,”

“So, I ended up in Dressrosa, of all places.”

“I was 17, doing some commissions here and there, and I guess Doflamingo took a liking to me.”

You play with Bepo’s paw, tracing along his dark claws and the soft pink pads of his palms.

“He found me, one night. I was covering for the lead at a club. I had just turned 18.”

“When I was done, I sat at the lounge.”

“The atmosphere was calm, and I had already had a drink or two at that point. Cherry wine, I think,”

“Classy!”

You laugh,

“Well, anyways, I remember sitting there, tracing my finger along the rim of the glass.”

“I was really anxious, since I never dressed that nice. But, since it would be my first time making a public-ish appearance, I thought, ‘Well, might as well try for tonight.’”

“Out of all nights, seriously.”

-

A white chiffon shirt hung loosely around your arms, exposing your bare shoulders to the drunken atmosphere. The red and purple club lights illuminated your skin, allowing your lacy leopard lingerie underneath to show through. You pressed your legs together on the black leather stool, swiveling back and forth. Your black miniskirt hugged tightly around your waist. You clicked your black high heels together that had been stored away for years, now shiny and dazzling under the ceiling lights.

Your long braid hung over your left shoulder. Your subtle black eyeliner and eyeshadow was starting to bother you. You never liked wearing makeup. At least the taste of your strawberry chapstick kept you distracted.

As you were taking another sip of your liquor, a handsome, tall-statured man with extravagant red sunglasses sat down next to you. 

His bright pink feathered coat nearly consumed his body as it kissed the wooden floor of the bar.

More notable than the slight receding hairline of his short, blonde hair was his sharp and defined features. His jawline, and chest were impeccably gorgeous and mesmerizing to look at. He was very muscular, it was somewhat intimidating. His golden earrings complemented his stylish appearance. Your face met directly with his tanned chest, causing you to blush. 

He’s so tall.

About twice your height. He was very tall.

And he smelled incredible, it was hypnotizing. 

The rich floral scents kept your gaze on him.

Look away, Kanna, look away!

You felt your cheeks growing red. 

Finally, you looked away. 

“...” 

You could feel the man turn his head. His eyes were all over your body.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?” he finally spoke,

You looked up to face him.

By now, his entire body was turned to you, legs spread as wide as the grin plastered on his face.

“Just trying to unwind, I suppose,” you giggle nervously.

“Well, there are better places to do it than this shitty bar,” he remarks.

“Tell me,”

His large, slender fingers inch their way over to your hand, like a spider trapping a butterfly.

“Why stay anonymous?”

“What do you mean?”

“All of your music, your works, commissions, you never gave your name. It made it a bit frustrating to track you down.”

“You’ve listened to all my music?” your eyes sparkle. 

“Why wouldn’t I? I love your music, Miss Kannazuki.” he grinned wildly.

You smile shyly into your lap

“Thank you!”

“I’d love to hear how that lovely voice sounds in bed~” He coos, caressing your braid.

Your cheeks redden,

“We’ve barely even introduced ourselves!” “I know better ways to do that,”

He laughs,

“Do you even know who I am?”

You shake your head,

“No.”

The music stops.

Unfamiliar faces are now looking at you.

Twisted expressions of amusement and fear.

“Oh, well, now I have to show you.”

His arm slithers around your waist, pulling you close.

“I’ll make you remember my name,”

His calloused fingers tilt your chin up to face him,

“You’ll be screaming it all night for everyone to hear.”

His voice lowers, “I’ll make you remember so you'll never forget, Donquioxte Doflamingo.”

-

“He took me home, and, well,”

You pause,

“We had sex.”

“He didn’t really ever let me go, though. I felt like he kept me on a leash all the time.”

“I was trapped with him for nearly two years.”

“He did whatever he wanted to me.”

“No matter how much I begged him to stop or pleaded for him to be gentle, he was rough and abusive.”

“He raped me, Bepo.”

“He molested me.” Your voice trembled slightly.

“To him, I was a bitch.”

You lifted up your shirt to show your stomach.

An abundance of scars littered your stomach. 

“All of these,” you point all around your abdomen,

“Well, most are from Doflamingo.”

Bepo covered his paws over his mouth,

“Reader-chan!!”

“I guess he wasn’t lying when he told me he’d make me remember his name, huh?”

You give a sad chuckle while rolling down your shirt,

“Sometimes, he would molest me after I was done playing the piano. So, I’d play for as long as I could, hoping he’d get bored waiting for me. But,” 

You swallow, 

“Doffy’s a patient man. When I finally gave up, I’d be crying by the time his hands were under my shirt.”

You shake your head.

“Anyways!! Uh, well, I finally was like,”

“‘If I don’t escape, I’ll either die here or get some case of Stockholm Syndrome, or something.’ I guess,”

“And then, well…you guys and the Straw Hats came.”

“Y-you mean.”

You smile softly into your lap, nodding.

“I guess Law saved me.”

“R-rea-” “Well, myself and Zoro, too-”

“READER-CHAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!”

Bepo hugs you.

“Oof! Bepo!”

Bepo cries loudly while hugging you,

You sink into his white polar fur.

You smile,

“You guys really didn’t know?”

Bepo only sobs,

“Oi!”

Quick footsteps approach your room.

The door swings open,

“Oi! Is everything alright?-”

Law stands at the doorway, seeing Bepo smothering you in his embrace.

“Bepo! Give her some space!” He yells.

Bepo lets go,

“So-orry, Captain,” he sniffs

“Captain!!!” Bepo leaps out of your bed, running up to embrace Law.

“Oof!! Bepo! Get off of me!!”

“You really are the best Captain ever!”

“O-Oi!! Knock it off!!” Law growled.

The two of you glance at each other from the doorway.

You smile awkwardly at Law, giggling.

You wave to Law with both hands, as a silent greeting.

He only frowns and turns his head away from you, shutting the door with a click.

Carefully, you approached the door, pressing your head against the wooden barrier.

“Bepo, What was that all about?”

“Reader-chan told me how you saved her!!”

“What?”

“Yeah! She told me how Doflamingo did horrible things to her when she was younger. I felt so bad, Captain! I wanted to hug her!” Bepo cried.

“Tch!! Well, listen! You can’t tell anyone! It’s not your story to share, okay?”

“Captain…”

“Give her some respect and don’t say anything until she’s ready! That’s an order!”

“Aye aye, Captain!”

Your eyes sparkle.

He was protecting you, this entire time.

A heavy set of footsteps fades. 

You hear Law sigh and approach your door once more.

Knock Knock

Your heart skips a beat. You adjust your hair and fix your clothes.

Calmly, you open the door to see your Captain. 

His tattooed arm rested over the headboard of the doorway.

“Oi,”

You blush.

“Captain!”

He looks at you calmly, quietly noting your flustered appearance.

“Looks like you and Bepo were having some fun, huh?”

“Hey! Not funny!”

“O-Oi! I didn’t mean it like that.” He retorts.

“Are you okay?” He sighs at the white fur all over your clothes,

“Yeah. I’ll just change out of this before bed.”

“…” you stare at your feet

He sighs, patting your head,

“Silly girl”

“...”

Law studies the lingering anxiety in your eyes.

He crosses his arms, leaning against the side of the door,

“…Are you doing okay? From today?”

You shake your head.

“Did something happen on the island?”

You swallow hard, shaking your head once more,

Just still shaken up from yesterday then, I take it?-”

“Y-yeah, something like that.”

“…”

Law pauses,

“Well, if there’s anything you need to talk about, you’re always welcome to-”

“I know,” you interrupt.

“Ah, sorry.”

“You’ve done enough already. It really helped a lot. It means so much...”

“I’m…ah…”

Law notices the redness on your cheeks, and sighs.

“It’s fine, I won’t pressure you.”

You nod.

“…Law?”

“Hm?”

“Thank you for yesterday.”

He glances away,

“I know you’re really protective of me, but just know that I wanna be independent too, sometimes.”

“Huh?” Law’s eyes widen.

Protective? Did I really come off that way all this time?

“I guess helping me all this time made you a bit soft, huh?”

“Oh, I, uh,”

Law blushes while studying your smile.

He looks away, awkwardly,

Protective? Maybe I’ve been…too much?

“Hey, what’s wrong? You seem concerned,” 

Your hand reaches to touch his forehead. 

He grabs it, gently holding it and returning it to your chest,

“…It’s nothing,” he stammers,

“Law, you’re my best friend!” You tug on his blue coat, instead.

“I’m really thankful for you looking out for me.” You look down at the blue fabric.

Law watches your eyes soften. 

He smiles, ruffling your hair,

“I guess it’s only natural. You are my dearest friend, huh?”

He holds his hand on your head.

“Reader-ya,”

“Yeah?”  You hug the piece of his coat close to your chest.

“…Does it bother you how much I’m around you?”

“Not at all, Captain. I love being around you.”

“But, you don’t think…”

“Hm?”

“…Well,” he pauses,

“What if it…becomes a problem?”

“Why would it?”

“I don’t know.”

“...” a brief moment of silence falls over the two of you.

Your hands let go of his coat and find his hands.

You play with his hands, tracing the tattoos on his fingers,

Maybe I should stop.

“Law! I should paint your nails black sometime.”

He gives you a forced smile,

How does that saying go,

“If you love someone, let them go”

“…”

You hold his hand to your cheek, nuzzling it closely,

“Your hands are rough, like a cat’s tongue…like a snow leopard!!” Your eyes sparkle.

Law chuckles,

“Are they?”

You hum.

Reader-ya 

…What are we?

“Oh! Also! I got signed up!”

“For the medical assistant position?”

You continue holding his hand, nodding.

“Well, I’ll be looking forward to training you, Reader-ya.”

“Kanna-ya”

“Huh?”

“That’s my real name!”

“…”

“…”

Law stares at you, dumbfounded.

“…what?”

He pinches your cheek.

“You’re telling me this whole time, your name wasn’t actually Reader?”

“It’s a nickname!”

“Why haven’t you told me sooner, huh?”

“I was scared! I was waiting until we were close enough!”

“Close enough? What’s that supposed to mean!”

“I dunno! Like, best friends!” 

“Huh! That doesn’t make any sense. I’m your Captain, for crying out loud!”

“What’s your excuse, Trafalagar Deee Water Law?”

“Huh?? I told you that already, though!” 

He ruffles your hair, causing you to laugh,

“Captain! Stooooop!! “

He sighs, stifling his laughter.

“You’re so strange, Kanna-ya.” He smiles,

Kanna-ya A soft pink hue warms your cheeks. 

His words felt loving and genuine.

“Well, you’ve come this far. So, tell me your real name.”

“Kannazuki Kaze.”

“Kannazuki, your name is beautiful. I wish you’d told me sooner.”

You blush, looking down at your feet.

“Anything else you want to share, Kanna-ya?”

You pause for a moment. You reflect upon the moment at Elston Island. When you pressed the mysterious purple Devil Fruit to your lips and took a bite.

How you tried spitting it out,

How you were almost entirely sure nothing felt out of place by the time you were heading back to base,

How you almost vomited from the guilt and anxiety pressing against your stomach.

How the ugly and bitter taste never left your mouth.

But, you were terrified. 

Nothing at all.

Nothing at all.

Nothing at all, huh?

What about Doflamingo?

What about the relationship between yourself and Law?

What about the softer moments you shared with your Captain.

How did he even feel about you?

What if he didn’t even feel the same?

What if there was someone else?

Would he even care if you decided to leave the crew?

“Hm…”

None of this mattered. You were strong. Just, what’s the word,

Hurt? No,

Fragile.

Something like that.

“Nothing that I can think of,” you chuckle.

Law,

You shake your head.

I’m sorry, Law.

“Nothing? Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

Please forgive me. 

“…”

“Well,”

“Hm?”

Just,

You shake your head.

Don’t think less of me.

“…Nothing. Goodnight, Captain.”

“…Goodnight.”

You shut the door with a steady click.

You crawl on your bed and snuff out the light.

You curl up under your sheets and sigh, 

Nothing

“Fuck.”

-

-

-

“I suppose you're a lover, not a fighter, Miss Kannazuki.”

“Huh?”

Your eyes flutter open.

“Mmm?”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“What is this?”

The woman stands from her seat, placing a hand on the large wolf as she turns towards you. 

She approaches the bed, towering over you.

A knowing grin tugs at her lips.

“...What are you doing?” you stammer.

“No need to feel nervous,” she responds, calmly.

“I just wanted to look at you, that's all.”

The woman inspects your body up and down.

“Heh,” She stifles her laughter, “That’ll do it. Farewell, Miss Kannazuki.”

Darkness followed once more.

Song Credits!!

[Song-Artist (Album, Year Released)]

Mr. Tambourine Man-Bob Dylan/Robert Zimmerman (Bringing It All Back Home, 1965)

[third-arch]

No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction

Chapter 8-Part 1-Flower Crown

slight nsfw, fluff, angst, comfort, cussing, trauma, topics/mentions of self-harm, depression, abuse, and suicide

“Captain! We’re finally here!”

The two of you stand before a boundless, quiescent meadow, remarkably similar to the field where you met Corazon. The vivid green blades of grass bend with each gust of wind. Flower petals swirl in the refreshing breeze, while all sorts of multicolored flora bloom underneath the sun. You gaze upwards, studying the giant cotton-like clouds rolling through the big blue sky.

You glance at your Captain. In contrast to your short, white dress, his long, black kimono tightly wrapped around his body, the top half more loose fitting for his tattooed chest to be exposed. His long, brown and gold coat hangs from his shoulders. Your Captain glanced back at you, silently admiring the way your dress twirled and bounced when you moved.

You and your Captain take in the sunshine warming your skin against the cool breeze. You smile, turning towards your Captain,

“It’s so peaceful and beautiful. This is amazing, Captain!” It was strange, almost surreal. The resemblance to the outer lands you would visit in your dreams was certainly impressive. It felt like you were within the bounds of some parallel universe. Corazon was right, this world is beautiful. Strange, yet beautiful.

Your Captain appeared unimpressed. He returned your gaze once more. His eyes were now dull, as he spoke with an unwavering sense of confidence, "I assigned your crewmates to collect intel and plant samples we could use to make medicines. There doesn't seem to be any threats here, so It's safe for you to go alone," Your Captain frowns, narrowing his gaze. 

"Is something wrong, Captain? Did I say something?"

He glances at the ground, sighs, and turns away from you. 

"Today's your day, Kanna-ya. This is my gift to you. Enjoy it."

Your Captain heads straight for the nearest tree with lots of shade. Small patches of tuft are littered here and there underneath the tree. It looked gloomy and dreary.

"Captain? Wait, where are you going?" You follow him, "I thought you wanted to spend time together." Your Captain pauses and turns his body just enough to see you. 

Ever since the two of you had eaten breakfast together, your Captain had seemed distant. Even on his birthday, he stood around the halls. He still felt warm and approachable, but awkward. 

Guilt pressed against your Captain's lungs, forcing him to stay quiet. 

He was reckless. He acted like a bold and drunken fool last night. He felt like he toyed with your heart that night, toyed with your feelings, toyed with you. The softness of your hands, your gentle whimpers. Your soft cheeks reddening against his restless fingers. Your warm lips.

It was still hazy, but it was real.

All because of your damn smile. 

He paused, taking a deep breath in and out,

"I'll be watching you from over here. I brought some things to keep myself busy. Go have fun without me."

You walk closer, gently tugging on his sleeve, "Captain, just this once, please?"

Your Captain frowns down at you, and glances away. 

"...Would it really make you happy?"

You nod, "Yes, Captain. It would."

Closing his eyes, your Captain lets out an acquiescent sigh, "Alright, Kanna-ya. You win, let's go."

Your eyes sparkle as he turns to face you, Kikoku firmly grasped in his left hand. 

With his other hand, he gently nudges yours, 

"Lead the way."

You giggle and grab his hand, pulling your Captain towards the flower field.

-

You hum as you walk with your Captain across the quiet meadow. “Isn’t this relaxing, Captain? How did you even learn about this place? I would’ve loved coming here.”

“I just thought you’d like it” is all he says. 

You hum, a little disappointed by his response.

“That’s it?” you squeeze his hand.

-

Since your suicide attempt, Law’s sleeping habits had worsened. He knew he had people looking after you, but, 

What if you tried again? 

What if he didn’t hear you? 

Why did he care so much? 

He wanted to make sure it never happened again. There wasn’t much he could do, but he just wanted you to be happy. 

All it took for him was to touch his chest, tracing the sturdy petals of the hibiscus flowers you gifted him. 

He studied all kinds of plants, flowers, even fungus. He wanted to find the perfect gift for you. He planned and replanned over and over, crumpling up pieces of paper and throwing them off his desk. 

I’m overthinking this. All of this for one girl. Why do I care so much? It’s stupid.

He frowned. He had spent so much time studying all kinds of flowers he was certain you’d like, just to make you happy? 

“What’s that island coming up?” Law pointed to a mark on the screen.

Bepo shrugged. “I don’t know, Captain. Looks like there’s all kinds of plant life growing there. Maybe it would be a place to stock up on medicinal supplies?”

“Perhaps…” 

He almost disregarded the island entirely. He was calm and calculated, ready to continue setting sail for the Heart Pirates’ next destination. 

And then, he remembered your smile. 

It was almost instantaneous, a chemical reaction, an explosion of colors.

“Actually, let’s stop there.”

“Captain?”

“It would be a good idea to see what the island holds, especially if there’s an abundance of flora and vegetation.”

Law walks back up the stairs, as Bepo cheers, “Aye aye, Captain!”

-

“Why? Are you expecting a surprise or something?”

 “Sort of,” you respond.

“Kanna-ya. You don’t need to find a reason for my gift.” he responds, coldly.

Don’t look. It’s stupid. It’s only wishful thinking. This was just a birthday present and nothing more.

“It just felt right,” he answered. He hated lying to you like this, but he was scared. The truth was embarrassing and stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. He didn’t-no, he wouldn’t be seen as a fool.

You hum,

“I still really like this, regardless. I wanna come back here again with you, someday.”

“...”

Your Captain lets go of your hand to take off his white furry polar cap, slinging it over the pommel of his blade. He then grabs your hand, gently stroking the back of yours with his thumb.

“Whatever you want.”

You press against each other's hands tighter.

-

The longer you hold onto one another, the more comfortable you become. Every now and then, you squeeze your Captain’s to communicate.

“Captain! Look! (squeeze)”

“Wait, look at this, Captain (squeeze, squeeze). What do you think it is?”

“Over there! (squeeze) That one is so pretty!”

After some time, your Captain began to, as well. 

“(squeeze) Those are called bluebells.” he would respond, calmly, 

“Look (squeeze, squeeze). Over here. There’s more of the flower you liked.”

Your eyes eventually wander to a beautiful, gentle pink flower. You walk towards the flower, pulling your Captain along.

Carefully, you let go of his hand. You knelt down and smelled the sweet aroma of the pink flower. Your eyes light up,

“Captain! Come smell this!”

Your Captain knelt close beside you, gently pressing his hand against your lower back. You felt your heart race seeing him this close to you. His dark, raven hair gleamed in the sun. You could smell the cologne from his neck as he leaned forward and inhaled the flowery fragrance, “It’s a carnation.” 

You grinned, “You can tell just by smelling them?”

“Huh? No, Silly-ya” Your Captain bonks your head, “I did a lot of research. I knew it was a carnation, I just told you too late.”

You giggle, “I’m just kidding, Captain!”

He smirks, ruffling your hair, “Jeez.”

He caresses the petals with his thumb, “It can symbolize many different things, purity, luck, rejection…” his deep voice became smoother, “I’m pretty sure pink is a symbol of gratitude. It’s a sign of appreciation, or a way of saying, ‘Even when you leave, I promise, I’ll never forget you’”. 

Your eyes softened. Pink carnations, huh? You thought about Corazon. Would he remember you once the dreams finally stop? Did your friendship mean anything? You squeeze your eyes shut. You were grateful for him! You didn’t care if he didn’t treasure your time spent together, you were beyond grateful for Corazon.

“Is something on your mind, Kanna-ya?”

“Hm? It’s nothing.” You grab his hand, “Let’s keep exploring!”

-

“Captain?”

“Hm? What is it? (squeeze)”

“What made you want to be a doctor?”

“My father taught me when I was young. I wanted to be just like him. I studied when I was a child, and kept at it.”

He continued, “When I got my Devil Fruit abilities, I was able to get better and better. I now have the ability to save those I care about and heal them. I became stronger, I suppose,” he pauses,

“...I just can’t afford to lose any more family, the people I care about, the people I love,”

His grip on your hand tightened, “I won’t let it happen. After losing everything, and nearly abandoning all hope, I just wanted to fight again.”

The Surgeon of Death! 

He stole the hearts of one hundred pirates to become a Warlord, and he liked it.

I heard he sliced a bunch of kids up on Punk Hazard, he’s ruthless! 

He’s a brat. He’s dangerous.

He’s sadistic.

He loves you, Kanna. 

“...!”

He’s doing his best.

“...”

I’m sure he saw himself in you and wanted to do the right thing, what others failed him over and over again. He saved you. That’s what captains do!

You turn to face him, and grab his cheeks,

You pull his head forward, nuzzling your face into his hair. It smelled amazing.

“Tch!! O-Oi! Kanna-ya!-“ Your Captain awkwardly hunched over.

“I wish you’d smile more, Captain.” you mumble into his hair, “You’re beautiful when you smile.”

“...!!”

“...” He blushed. “It’s not that easy, Kanna-ya,” He pulls away from you, keeping his grip on your shoulders.

“Also, next time you wanna hug me like that,” he cups his hand over your cheek, “Just warn me.” He bonks your head.

“Alright, Captain. I’m sorry, too. You just look really handsome today.”

“O-oh?”

You smile, warmly, “You’re like a snow leopard!” 

“???”

Your Captain laughs, “What’s that supposed to mean!!”

-

“Captain? (squeeze)”

“You can call me Law today, if you’d like. (squeeze)”

Your eyes widen, “Really?”

He nods, “Only for today, though! (squeeze, squeeze)”

You smile, “Okay, Law!”

Law.exe has stopped working.

“Law! Your face is heating up! Are you okay?” You place your hand over his forehead. 

“You’re-”

“Fine, I-I’m fine.” he lied, waving your hand away, “I just need to catch my breath.” He turns away from you. His hand feels hot and clammy.

“Are you sure?”

“Y-Yes!”

“Alright, Law-ya~” you hummed. 

Law turns to face you, grabbing both of your hands,

“!! Kanna-ya, I…” he looked at you, tenderly,

“I...”

“...Law?”

Why am I acting this way? What am I doing? 

“Nothing, let’s keep going.” he squeezes his eyes shut. He grabs your hand and escorts you across the meadow.

After a few minutes of silence, Law regains his composure. His grip was firm once more, and his sudden and mysterious fever had vanished.

“Law, can you help me gather some flowers to make a flower crown for you?”

“Me?”

“Yes, you!” you laugh, “I’ve wanted to for a long time.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah!”

“Is it a special occasion or something?” He squeezes your hand. 

You squeeze it back. “No, I’ve just wanted to make one for someone. My dad taught me to make them when I was younger,”

You continue, “Nobody knows this, but I even made one for Koby before I left to sail with my Dad” You chuckle, “I’m sure he still has it after all these years.” 

“Have you heard back from him? (squeeze, squeeze)”

You shake your head, “He’s probably really busy. I’ve been waiting to catch him in the newspaper.”

Your voice becomes sad, “I haven’t seen him in so long. I really miss him. He was actually the one who gave me my flower bandana! It was one of my few saving graces during my time in Dressrosa, since I wasn’t able to contact anyone.” 

“He’s so sweet and bright, Law. I really hope you meet him someday.”

“Isn’t he a marine? I don’t think it would be possible,”

“If it’s his sister, he’d make an exception. I know he would (squeeze)”.

Law closes his eyes and smirks. Hearing you talk about your family was charming.

-

“Primrose…” Law says to himself. 

“Law, what do you think about these flowers?” You squat down in front of Law, holding out the flower. Law takes your hand and pulls it closer for inspection.

Law squints at the white flora, “...That looks like a Camellia. It’s beautiful.” 

“Yeah!”

As you get up to walk away, you notice a look on Law's face. He seems deep in thought about something.

"Are you okay, Law?"

Law shakes his head, "It's nothing. I've been feeling much more vulnerable today with my emotions. I don't know why, but it feels nice, in a way," Law places his hand over your head,

"I appreciate your concern, though."

"Is this about last night?"

"..."

You place your hand on his shoulder,

"Don't beat yourself up over anything like that, Law. It's dumb."

"Hm?"

You continue, "I won't push you or pry into you. Just know that it's okay to be vulnerable. It's okay to not be serious...ah, I dunno what I'm saying." You laugh.

"I guess, just try to remember," You scoot close to Law, placing the flower into his hands. You guide them and press the white camellia close to his heart,

"You're free and you're human, alright? I'm here for you, always."

Letting go, you turn to walk back towards your set up, "I'll be here! Just yell if you need anything."

Law gazes at the gentle white flora, brushing his fingers along the soft, smooth petals. He brings it close to his nose, smelling the aroma.

A flower of purity and innocence. Selflessness, new beginnings, and true love.

Law's eyes soften. His cheeks were a gentle pink, as his lips formed into a grin,

I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map

And knew that somehow I could find my way back

Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too

So I stayed in the darkness with you

I've heard you sing those words before.

Somewhere, deep inside my soul, I realized,

"If that day ever comes, I'll find you."

You won't ever walk alone ever again. I'll hold onto you, so, please live. If not for you, for your family. For your crew. 

For me.

-

As the two of you gather flowers, Law reflects on the past.

The history between the two of you was quite different than that and most of your crew mates. He knew it all too well. 

“Heliotrope, petunia, hydrangea, amaryllis, marigold, cosmos, hyacinth, peony, carnation...rose...”

Once his basket was full, he sat back, inspecting his work carefully.

“This should be enough…”

He looked up to find Kanna gently picking flowers from the meadow. His caged heart throbbed against his chest the moment he saw her. 

He sighed, trying to release some of the tension in his chest. Yet, he only felt it grow tighter and tighter the longer he gazed at you.

Law was hopeless. 

He stood up, Kikoku held close to his shoulder. His polar cap continues to hang loosely around the pommel of his blade allowing his dark, raven hair to shine in the sun.

"Oi, Kanna-ya! Are you finished?"

"Yeah, and what about you?" he responded, plainly.

"Yeah!" You walked over to him.

"Well then, let's go. We don't have all day." 

He tried to appear quiet and unbothered. Yet, despite his best efforts, Law’s eyes couldn’t help but soften the closer you approached. He could feel a soft blush warming his cheeks.

"Alright,"

You reach for Law’s hand and gently intertwine your fingers together with his.

"I promise you're gonna love it, Law!"

Law absentmindedly began to brush small circles with his thumb against the backside of your hand.

"You know I'll love it either way, right?" he smiled. His warm grip remained firm and protective.

You leaned in and nuzzled your cheek against his hairy arms,

"Yeah, I know."

He smirked, leaning his head forward and whispered,

"Especially when it's from you."

“!!”

You pull your head back, looking down at the grass as the two of you continue to walk.

You could feel your heart thundering against your chest. 

Something about him, the way he spoke, the way he carried himself, his sweetness, made you nervous.

Had things always been this way when you were around him?

Has he always joked with you this much?

“Oi,”

“Hm?” 

Law chuckled, giving your hand a playful squeeze. 

“What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?” he teased.

“...No, it’s nothing” you respond quietly.

“Well, those cheeks of yours say otherwise,” he responds smoothly.

“Hey!” you smile, hiding your nervousness, “You’re blushing too!”

“Hm, I guess we’re both guilty, huh?”

The two of you laugh, your hands clinging to one another as you walk. 

Have you always liked it this much?

-

“What started your interest in plants, Kanna-ya?”

“Oh! Hmm,” You pause, “I don’t really know, honestly.” 

“I think the longer I was at sea, I just found myself loving plant life more and more. It’s really strange, but that’s what I think, at least.”

You continue, “When I was little, too, me and my mom did a lot of gardening work together. So I think I just really missed it.”

Law grinned, “That’s sweet, Kanna-ya.”

You smiled into your lap. 

“What’s your favorite plant, Law?”

“Mine? Hm…” Law paused,

“There’s a flower called Epiphyllum oxypetalum. A lot of people call it the Queen of the Night.”

He continued, “It’s a species of cactus that only blooms at night and wilts at sunrise. It also has some beneficial medicinal purposes for respiratory issues, bleeding, pain and inflammation.”

“I didn’t know you were that much of a plant kinda guy, Law.” you said.

“What makes you think that? I’d have to know about plants to some degree. I’m a doctor. Plus, humans share a lot of similar biological traits with plants.”

“Well I know, and I guess if it’s used for medicine. I don’t know,”

You look back and continue preparing the flowers,

“Lots of plants have ingredients that are used in medicine. Even flowers. As my medical assistant, you should know this.” He gently bonks your head. 

“Well yeah! I know but, I guess it’s just out of nowhere. I like learning about you…but, what made you wanna talk about it?” 

“It’s my favorite flower.” he casually responded, his hand resting under his cheek. Your heart raced once you saw how fondly Law was gazing at you. “Remember?”

You nod, blushing.

Law chuckles,

“There are lots of beautiful flowers out there. Some are much prettier than the Queen of the Night,” he said,

“But, I think the one in front of me is the prettiest.” 

You look at your captain with widened eyes. His cheeks are burning red. He smirks at you. 

“Heh, is something wrong, Kanna-ya?” he scoots closer to you.

You look away from him and shake your head.

He chuckles and ruffles your hair softly, 

“Silly-ya~”

“Hey!” You laugh, ruffling his hair back, “You’re teasing me!”

The two of you tumble over together, playfully wrestling with one another. The two of you lay side by side, breathless from laughter. Law pulls you in, tightly wrapping his arms around your stomach.

“Kanna-ya. I don’t know what you’ve done to me. But everytime you say my name, all of my worries just disappear.” He scoots closer, his lips grazing the back of your neck,

“My heart aches, my world stops, I feel dizzy,” He pauses, “Am I…”

He pauses again, his breath slightly trembling, “Do you feel these things, too?”

You roll over to face him. You study his face, brushing your hand against his cheek. He reaches to hold it, placing his hand over yours.

“I may not feel as nervous as you, but I feel really happy. My chest fills with butterflies when you say my name. I-ah-It’s different when Bepo, or Shachi, or Zoro say my name. But I feel…it feels right when you do. I like it when it’s you.”

You glance at Law and blush. You pull back your hands and cover your face, 

“I don’t know what I’m saying. It’s just stupid, I dunno. My heart just swells when I see you,” You groan “I don’t know anymore…”

“Kanna-ya,”

You uncover your face to look at Law,

Your cheeks felt hot. 

“Hi,” you whispered, nervously.

“Oi,” he responds, gently.

You take your hand and carefully rest it on his chest. It’s warm. He’s nervous.

You feel his hand brush your cheek, holding it and caressing the softness. He slowly moves his thumb to your lips, gently stroking the plushness of your bottom lip.

“You’re trembling, Kanna-ya,”

“So are you,”

Law leans in, tilting your chin up to face him,

-

You confuse the hell out of me, Kanna-ya.

-

-

He kissed you. He couldn’t take it any longer. He pressed his hand against your lower back and the back of your neck, and pulled you in. 

“Mmmnn..”

He was sweet, yet affectionate. Your fingers traced along his chest, following the radiant black ink of his heart tattoo.

You wanted to tangle your hands in his hair so badly, you wanted to tangle your legs together, but you were trembling. You were so nervous.

Yet, you loved how kind Law was to you. His kisses were the best. They felt pure and genuine. You felt welcomed to be this intimate with Law.

His lips tasted like sweet honey and lemon. Short, hot breaths and soft moans escaped your lips. Law’s gentle groans would vibrate against your mouth, setting your heart ablaze. 

You melted further into his embrace the longer he kissed you. Every now and then, Law would gently lick your lower lips, tasting the sweetness of your strawberry flavored lip balm. He loved it.

As the kiss went on, he began to lick more. His tongue would push against your lips as your hands explored his chest.

Finally, you parted your lips, allowing your tongues to explore each other. His tongue dominated yours, exploring every crevasse of your mouth. The moment you tried pressing your tongue into his mouth, he sucked, pulling your tongue in.

“Mmmnn..!!” 

You could feel his lips press further against yours, as he shifted his arms.

His hand roamed to your hip, his thumb rubbing small circles into the soft fabric of your dress. He wanted to touch you more, but he was scared. He wouldn't stop overthinking.

He softly moaned your name against your cheek. Law grabbed your thigh, caressing it and pulling it closer to his side. His other hand held your chin tilted up towards his lips.

I want to hear it again.

He pulled away from you, his eyelids half open. His breath was shaky, as he tenderly brushed your cheek with his thumb. Your cheeks were flushed. A thin string of saliva kept your lips connected.

“Your eyes are beautiful, Law,” you panted,

Just one more time…

He carefully climbed on top of you. He grabbed your cheeks and pulled you in for more.

“And your eyes are beautiful, too, silly girl,”

Your hands interlaced.

After one slow, passionate kiss, his kisses traveled down to your neck.

"I love you."

Huh?

A gentle moan escapes Law's lips.

...Did I hear that right?

Song Credits!!

[Song title (Artist, Year Released)]

Cosmic Love (Florence + the Machine, 2009)

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No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction

Quiescence 5-A-quiescence

sfw, fluff, some cussing

“Cora-san! Cora-san!”

“Kanna-chan! Kanna-chan! What is it?” He says, lifting you up, spinning you.

To him, you were an angel.

You were his sun.

He kissed your forehead.

“You can’t hold it in forever, girlie!”

A smile spread across your lips. You giggled.

“Aw, with that smile, you gotta tell me now!” He teased.

He held you up, just to be face-to-face with you.

“Law kissed me!” You grinned.

Oh.

Corazon felt the sensation of a sharp, jagged blade tearing through his heart.

“He did?” He said, surprised.

You nodded, giggling,

“He loves me, Cora-san!”

Corazon smiled, a painful, irritating, broken smile.

Deep down, why did he wish he hadn't?

Out of all people, why him?

He sat you down gently.

He struggled with his cigarette,

“I’m so happy, Corazon.” you blushed.

“He really does love me”

Love, what a funny word.

“I’m glad, Kanna-chan.” he responded. Even if he did frown, his makeup would still morph his lips into a grin.

Love, a four letter word.

He could feel tears forming in his eyes.

“I’m glad” a burning sensation erupted in his throat.

“Does he know about me?”

“Not yet,”

Oh.

There it is again, that funny feeling.

“So, uh…” Corazon paused,

“Are you guys…official?”

You nodded,

Corazon forced himself to smile,

He knelt down and patted your head,

“Just be kind to eachother. Don’t pressure yourselves into doing something you don't want to do…”

He lost track of his words. He wanted to hold you, but would it feel the same?

Would the love his hugs carried remain the same? Or would it fade away over time?

“...got it?”

You nod,

“Thank you, Corazon! I love you so much!”

Don’t do that, please.

“I love you too, Kanna-chan!”

Tar. Pure, black tar burned his heart.

Once you were gone, he cried.

He weeped, covering his eyes with his hands.

He was happy. But, this wasn’t the happiness he wanted.

He was happy for Law. He was happy for you.

But, why was he so unhappy?

This wasn’t what he wanted, or was it?

He wanted to see you smile, but why was he sad?

He loved you, but why did it matter if you loved him the same?

He wanted you, but why did it matter if you wanted him?

Selfish, jealous, self-centered.

Why was he trying so hard not to feel these things?

No matter how much he cried, it wasn’t going to change anything.

You would wake up in a new bed, with Law, tell him how much you loved him, and kiss him.

And you were just a dream.

A secret.

A dear friend.

But, that was okay.

He could settle for that,

Or could he?

Could he stand his heartbreaking everytime he heard about Law kissing you? Was he strong enough to realize day after day how he was destined for loneliness?

How the girl he loved and waited for 14 years, ended up falling in love with the person you sacrificed everything for?

It hurt.

His heart felt smashed into a million pieces.

“...”

But, this wasn’t about him. This was your story.

You and Law’s story, not his.

No matter how badly it hurt, knowing you were kissing or fucking him. There was nothing he could do.

He was dead, afterall.

He lit another cigarette, his teary eyes hiding behind his purple tinted sunglasses.

He was just a side story in your life. A dream, a fiction,

A quiescence.

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No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law X Reader Fan Fiction

Extras-ONE

fluff, sfw, some cussing, mild angst

Three years later:

Your office is silent. All that you hear are the sounds of your pen scribbling, and the occasional creaking of the floor beneath you. You glance at a photo on your desk. You brush off the dust that settled on Kanna-ya’s picture, and stare at it for a moment. You adjust it, so it’s facing towards you alittle more, and give the photograph a painful smile. You paused, and went back to work. But, you could hear tiny little steps approaching, no-scurrying to your office. You can hear a faint grunt as you glance at tiny hands gently pressed against the side of the door to your office, always left slightly ajar. “Come in,” you say.

“DAAAAAAAAAAAAD” Taiga-ya pushes open the door and runs over to you.

Taiga-ya hugs your leg, attacking it with hugs and nibbles. “Dad-ya! When are we going to play! You’ve been busy for like fifteen quadrillion kabillion yearsss”

Taiga-ya wore her green “scarf” that Zoro gave to her. She loved it. It made her feel like “The strongest Trafalgar tiger ever-ya!!”

Law picks her up and sets her in his lap “Here, let’s call the guys and cancel these plans, Taiga-ya.” Taiga’s eyes sparkle. Law’s eyes glance at another photo on his desk of the two of you, happily married, embracing one another. He smiles a little. “Daddy!! I never see you smile like that!! It’s so pretty!! Why don’t you do it more?” “Because, the only one who can make me smile that way is mom-ya” He plants a kiss on your forehead. Taiga tries taking your hat and putting it on her head. When you realize this, you help give it to her. She looks so cute. Cora-san? Kanna-ya? I hope you’re watching. I’m going to be the best father I can for her.

“Hello, Captain Law? We have important news for you. The vice-” Law holds the phone close to Taiga

“GO FUJK-MMM1m!1 Whoops. Interception from Captain Law. Sorry, that was my Daughter” and pulls her back to his chest. Taiga bites his arm.

“Oh Law! Congratulations! You never mentioned her!”

“...I try not to, for her safety” Law looks down at his dear daughter with gentle eyes. Her face is buried into you, saying through your chest (muffled) Bakayaroooo!!! He was so proud of her. He wanted to settle down somewhere private so he could raise you safely. But, at this rate, it just wasn’t possible. He still had so much work left to do.

Taiga-ya ferociously attacks her daddy-ya’s hand while he wrestles with the boring boat dudes on the other line.

“Hey, I’m going to spend time with her today, can we do this tomorrow?”

“Oh Law…tomorrow morning, got it?

“Mm Hm.” You hang up.

You pull Taiga on your lap. “Did Zoro-ya teach you that phrase?” “Yea B)” God Dammit, Zoro-ya. You’d deal with that mosshead later.

“Dad! Can you tell me a story about mom?”

“Your mother?” Taiga nods, happily “Hm…once, for my birthday, mom-ya gave me a present. These two small hibiscus flowers. She found them in a place called Wano and said I’d look good in them.Taiga-ya…do you want one of them?” “:00000000 YEAAAAAAAA!!!” “You have to promise me that you’ll love it, okay?” Taiga energetically nods. How much energy did Kanna-ya have? It would explain how she could go on and on, you suppose. You smile.

“Here, Tai-ya” you gently unclip the yellow hibiscus from your coat.”The yellow can remind you of me, and the flower will remind you of mom-ya.” “Thank you, Dad-ya! I love you ! You’re the best captain ever!!” Taiga nuzzled into Dad-ya’s chest. “I love you too, Tai-ya” Hehe, just like her mother. She’s brilliant for her age. She reminds me of Luffy, in a way, too…

Sunlight hits the framed photo of you and Kanna-ya, and you invite Taiga-ya for ice cream. “Alright, Tai-ya? What flavor?” She’s resting on your shoulders, wearing your hat. You’d give up anything for her. “COOKIES AND CREEEAAAAAAAAM!!!”

“Well, is it good?” You sit at the table across from Taiga, watching her eat her ice cream” it’s all over her mouth, but she doesn’t care. “Daddd this is sooo gwyuuddd!! Here!! Have some!” You lean over and take a lick. “Thank you, princess-ya!” Taiga smiles at you and goes back to focusing on her ice cream. The room was quiet. The only sounds in the room came from Taiga’s hyperactiveness and her licking her ice cream. “Daddy-ya! Can we play together and have a sleepover?” “It’s your day, pumpkin-ya. What do you want to play?” “We can go to the park!! Isn’t there a place nearby?” You boop her nose “is that what my little tiger-ya wants?” She nods furiously “okay oka okay! Be careful! You’re going to hurt yourself.

You wait for her to finish up. “Here, taiga, look at me.” You take a napkin and while her mouth from all of the dried ice cream. “Go brush your teeth and grab your shoes. We’ll be there soon, okay?” “Alright dad-ya!!” You can hear her trot off to her room. It may not show, but days like these were really hard for you. You were trying your best, but you missed your wife, so much. Something just felt incomplete. It was hard, really hard. But, you were doing this not just for Taiga, or Cora-san or Kanna-ya, but for yourself. You needed to live. You had too much to lose. “I’m ready, dad-ya! Let’s go!!”

Taiga runs over and tugs on your pant leg. You life her up, “and maybe tomorrow we can make cinnamon rolls!” and pull her in to smooch her cheek. She giggles, and responds by delivering an attack nuzzle to Dad-ya’s chin beard thing. A devastatingly critical blow! “Daddy! One day, I’m gonna protect you and be just like Mom-ya and Cora-san! I promise!” You pick up your daughter and look at her. You smile with your teeth “I’ll be cheering you on, tiger!” before smooching her forehead. 🤍

Yes, Zoro and Law are basically Dads in the afterwards of my fanfic haha. I’ll drop more content soon!!

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No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction

Epilogue-ONE (pt.2)

fluff, angst

[third-arch]

No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction

Epilogue-ONE (pt.1)

fluff, angst

pt.2

[third-arch]

No Surprises-A Trafalgar Law x Reader Fan Fiction

Quiescence 2-Determination

chapter rework, sfw, fluff, trauma, some angst, some cussing

“Cora-san!” 

“Reader-chan!” Corazon smiles widely, 

You run into his arms, hugging him. You both topple over with a loud bang. 

“Oh! Sorry!” 

He looks at you and laughs. 

“It’s been awhile. How are things for you and Law?”

“They’ve been fine. He’s been doing some research lately.”

“On what?”

You shrug, “Dunno. Something about like, Devil Fruits having special powers or something.”

You sit on the ground, “He doesn’t really tell me many things. I really wish he’d open up to me more.”

Corazon sits on the ground next to you,

“Speaking of opening up, Corazon, why did you become a Marine?”

“Well,” he pulls out a cigarette,

“A man named Sengoku saved me.”

Your eyes widen,

“You were saved?”

He nods, “Just like you.”

You giggle, “That’s so weird!”

“Ehh?? How is that weird!” He gently pinches your cheek with his thumb and index fingers.

“Okay, sorry! Go on!”

He smiles, “The man’s name was Sengoku. He found me after my brother had killed our father.”

He pulls out a cigarette, “Basically, my childhood was really shitty. My father had decided to abandon the lifestyle he had for us to live a more normal one.”

He lights the cigarette. You move your hands to keep any flames from consuming his feathered coat. 

He continued, “Townsfolk hated us,”

Fwuuuuuuuu “They hated what the people related to my father did to them. All the pain and misery they had to endure, all came back. An unrelenting, furious, and karmic galeforce.”

Haaaaaaaaa

You frown,

“I’ll spare you the details, but we basically lived in poverty. My mother died and we were nearly hung up and killed.”

“My brother was cold. All he cared about was the power that our father had abandoned.”

“He swore vengeance on the people that persecuted us, and eventually…”

He makes a gun with his hand. 

You hold his hand.

He holds it back. You scoot forward and lean against him.

“I’m sorry, Corazon.”

He turns his head away from you, taking another puff of his half-finished cigarette before snuffing it out.

“So, he killed you,”

He nods,

“Do you still love your brother?”

He looks at you,

“I never did,”

“He’s my brother, but he’s still a monster.”

You nuzzled into his coat. 

He’s a monster, but he’s still my brother

He’s my brother, but he’s still a monster

Even if Koby had turned against the world, and had become a hell raising demon, would you still love him?

Would it be your convictions your parents had taught you all these years that would keep a thread of affection still lingering?

Or would you hate him?

Would you go as far as to follow him ‘till the end of the world to murder him?

Even then, what would be the right thing to do?

Would you still consider him a part of your family?

Corazon pauses, “Say, you don’t think, maybe,”

He looks at you, and frowns,

“...nevermind.”

“Nevermind what?”

He shakes his head, 

“No.” 

“...”

“You’re thinking about it, aren’t ‘tcha?”

You nod,

He sighs, “Think of it this way. You loved Doflamingo. You tried to, at least. But, even after everything that he did to you, do you still love him?”

You shake your head.

“Well, love is a choice, Reader-chan. At least for me, it is.”

He places his hand on your head,

“But, I’d choose love anyday over anything else, if that makes sense.”

“My heart can only love so much. His actions were unforgivable. He’s a demon.”

“My convictions held me back. My heart was too soft. Even though I hated him, I’m not a killer, at least I don’t consider myself to be.”

“You’re a good person, Corazon. I think you stayed true to yourself until the very end.”

“I tried to.”

“But, you did!”

“Still, trying to put a stop to my brother’s madness and saving Law came with a heavy price. I had to kill people. I hated it. I didn’t want to do it.”

“Well, to me, I think you inspired someone to carry on your will and become a wonderful person. You stopped another Doflamingo-in-the-making. 

“I’m sure those people would forgive you if they understood your intentions.”

You caress his cheek, “At least I would.”

Corazon looks at you and gives you an uncomfortably painful smile.

“You have too much love in that heart of your’s, Reader-chan”

“Kanna-chan”

His eyes widen, “Huh?”

You smile softly, “Kanna, or Kannazuki. Kannazuki Kaze.”

He points at you, surprised,

“Your name isn’t Reader??”

You shake your head.

“So, Kanna-chan?”

“Hehe, yeah!”

His eyes light up,

“Your name is beautiful, Kanna-chan!”

Your cheeks feel tingly, “Your’s is too, Rosi!”

Corazon falls backwards, blushing, and explodes in flames from the supposedly snuffed cigarette smoldering against his coat.

“C-Cora-saaaan!” 

You sigh.

-

“...Cora-san? Before we start training, uh, this is a really weird question.” 

“Let’s hear it”. 

“...Do you think you could ever see Law like…I don’t know, with another person? Like, dating…?” 

Corazon smirks at you, and grins almost devilishly. 

“ooooooohhh you like Lawwww~” 

“SHHHHH!!! STOOOOP!!” 

Corazon chuckles, “Alright, I’ll stop teasing you. Just let it out. I won’t judge you, I promise”.

Your heart is beating loudly as you lay in the flowers next to Corazon. 

“I just feel so safe around him. I may not like some of the things he does, but I know he’s only doing it because he cares about me.” 

You stare at the large cotton-like clouds in the sky, sitting up from the flowers and stretching your arms.

“I just feel so weak. I don’t feel like I’m good enough for him,” you frown.

“I want to live a quiet life after all of this. But first, I just wanna protect him.”

Corazon grins, sitting up from the flowers. 

“You’re really cute! I’d be surprised if Law didn’t like you. You’d be a great partner for Law!!” 

He rests his cheek on his hand.

“Really?” Your eyes become happy as you turn to face him. 

Corazon nods.

“Sure! If Law’s not happy, he needs someone happy. I mean, he told you about me, right?” 

He points to himself. 

“Yeah! A little,” you nod, giggling. 

“You see how much he loved it when I made him smile, yeah? And now you want to save him?”

“Well! More like, protect him. But, if I needed to, then yeah! I’d protect my captain!” 

He looks at you with enthusiastic eyes. 

“Well, Kanna, that’s why I’m here to help you. As your guardian.” 

He stands up, nearly falling in the process. 

“I shall continue to be your teacher, Donquioxte Rosinante! And you shall be my student, Kanna-chan.” 

He holds out his hand, smiling with his teeth as you laugh and offer your hand. 

-

“Alright! First order of business, There are two main abilities that you can activate,”

“While they may seem simple, you need skill, timing, and good coordination to use them.” 

He stands up walking around in circles while you sit down, legs crossed and you stare at your teacher. 

“Remember, lacking any of these will get you killed. You cannot hesitate. One hesitation, and it’ll all be over,” 

“Got that?” he asks, sternly.

You nod. 

“Good, now, let’s pick up from where we left off: Silent”.

-

“Hyah!!” you tumble to the ground, rolling through the flowers,

“Unnhhh…” you groan.

Corazon walks forward and kneels down in front of you, reaching in his pocket for a cigarette.

“Kanna-Chan, when you fight me, who do you see?”

“...” you frown, disappointed in yourself,

“Doffy.”

Corazon sighs,

“I’m not mad, okay?”

He sits down, crossing his legs, lighting the cigarette in his mouth,

“No matter who you fight on the battlefield, each individual is their own. They all have their different strengths and weaknesses.”

“If you only see Doffy, you’ll only see his strengths and his weaknesses. You won’t be able to adapt on the battlefield. It’s why you probably kept losing to Law.”

Your eyes narrow, “Yeah…”

“It’s also just basic respect, Kanna. I’m not gonna sugarcoat it for you.” 

“If you want to fight admirably, you have to admire your opponents in some regard, as well, by recognizing and pinpointing their strengths and weak points.”

You nod,

“If you don’t get this through your head now, you’ll never learn. Here, I have an idea, look at me,”

You turn from your lap to face Corazon. He grabs your hands and holds them sweetly,

“Don’t just document our encounters in your journal, document the people you meet.”

“Describe their posture, their tendencies, any tells or weak points, any strengths or fighting styles.”

“The more you journal, the more you can find patterns and grow your mind,”

He taps your head, causing you to smile. 

He blushes, happily, 

“I’ll start with my crew, then!”

“That’s a good idea! It’ll help you during any missions with them, knowing how to help them or what to look out for.”

He ruffles your hair,

“I’m proud of you, Kanna! Don’t give up, okay?”

“I won’t, Cora-san!”

You both laugh.

A hypnotic sensation overcomes you, as your eyes begin to close.

“Cora-saannn…” you yawn. You fall forward, allowing Corazon to catch you in his chest.

He holds you in his lap, nuzzling your forehead until your eyes flutter close.

“I’ll miss you, little lion,” he whispers, smiling,

“Until next time.”