#trafalgar law

[inseobts]

hellow^^ can u please write where female reader is jealous with Robin after she teleported next to Law on that one episode in wano? thank you!! :>

Shambles of the Heart

law × reader

a/n: this was fun to write ngl

words count: 5.1k

tags: jealousy, fluffy, soft law, wano arc

masterlist || ao3 || ko-fi

The dimly lit passageway beneath Wano feels both ancient and mysterious. You trail behind Robin, Law, and Sukiyaki, your footsteps echoing softly against the stone walls. The air is thick with history, each corner revealing remnants of a bygone era.

As you descend deeper, the path opens up to a vast underground cavern, revealing the submerged ruins of an ancient civilization. Robin’s eyes light up with scholarly excitement, immediately approaching the window at the end of the narrow corridor to look at the submerged city.

You can’t help but smile, watching her so absorbed. You’ve always admired Robin’s passion for uncovering history’s secrets. But then, a feeling begins to gnaw at you. You glance over at Law, who is walking beside you, hands stuffed into his pockets as usual, his expression unreadable.

Without a word, Law suddenly vanishes from your side, reappearing instantly beside Robin with a soft pop, courtesy of his Shambles ability.

Your brow furrows.

You feel your stomach twist uncomfortably, but you try to brush it off. It’s nothing, you tell yourself. They’re just really curious about ancient things. No big deal.

But then, as you look at them, you see how close they are in that narrow corridor, how their faces are so close, and the blue light of the sea filtering through the window. Their eyes are locked on the submerged city, their curiosity shared in that quiet, intimate way that makes something uncomfortable stir inside you.

Yup, this is making you incredibly jealous.

Couldn’t he wait and go there after her? The thought keeps repeating itself in your mind.

You feel a familiar heat creep up your neck. The jealousy isn’t rational, you know that. It’s just a small moment. But the way they stand there, side by side, engrossed in the same discovery, makes your chest tighten. You wish you were the one standing next to him. You wish he had walked over there with you first.

You bite your lip and try to keep your emotions in check. You turn your head, staring at the ancient walls, anything to avoid looking at the two of them.

After a long, painful moment, Robin turns back to the group. “This city is beautiful,” she says with wonder, taking one last look before stepping away from the window.

You exhale, the tension easing slightly, but you remain silent. You don’t look at Law.

Sukiyaki continues his explanation, his voice drifting in the background as you remain lost in your thoughts. You hear Law’s voice faintly asking something to Robin, but you don’t pay attention. You’re too busy trying to ignore the hollow feeling in your chest.

After a few minutes, Law glances over at you. He notices the distance between you and the rest of the group “You cold?” he asks, his tone soft, but there’s a hint of concern.

You don’t respond right away, not trusting yourself to speak. Instead, you take a step away from him and pull your coat tighter around your shoulders “No, I’m fine” you mutter, trying to keep your voice steady.

He watches you for a moment, clearly sensing something is off, but doesn’t press. Instead, he turns back to the group. The rest of the walk feels awkward, and you can’t shake the feeling of being left out. Robin and Law fall into a quiet conversation, their voices too soft for you to hear. You trail behind, keeping your distance.

When you finally emerge from the underground ruins and return to the festivities above, the warmth of the Flower Capital feels suffocating after the cold, stone silence of the caverns. The vibrant energy of the crowd greets you, but you’re not in the mood to join in. You push through the throngs of people, not stopping to talk to anyone.

You spot Zoro leaning against a nearby wall, a sake bottle in hand, clearly in the middle of trying to relax after the earlier chaos. You make your way over to him, your steps quick and deliberate.

He looks at you as you approach, one eyebrow raised “What’s up?” he asks, his voice gruff but casual.

“Can I join you for a drink?” you ask, trying to sound calm, though your heart is still tight with frustration.

Zoro takes a long swig from the bottle before tossing it to you “Sure, but I’m not a bartender.”

You catch it and open the cap, feeling the familiar warmth of the alcohol. You take a deep drink, the taste sharp and bitter, but it helps clear your mind, even if just a little.

Zoro glances at you again, sizing you up “What’s bugging you?”

You shake your head, not meeting his gaze “Nothing.”

He’s not convinced, of course “You’re clearly pissed off. Who pissed you off?”

You don’t answer immediately. Instead, you take another drink. The liquid burns its way down your throat. Finally, you speak “It’s nothing, really” you mutter, “Just… tired, you know?”

Zoro shrugs “Whatever. You’re the one with the problem. But you’re not fooling anyone.”

You roll your eyes “I’m fine, Zoro. Just… give me a little space, okay?”

He doesn’t argue, instead turning back to look at the ongoing festival. You focus on your drink, taking another sip as your mind drifts. Law’s face flashes in your mind, his voice asking if you were cold, but you quickly push the thought away. You don’t need him right now. You just need to get through the night.

Later, you feel the vibrations of footsteps approaching, the soft sound of boots against the wooden floor. You turn slightly to see Law walking through the crowd, his eyes scanning for you.

You lower your gaze, pretending not to notice. You can feel his presence, even from a distance. He stops a few feet away, hesitating.

“Hey,” he calls softly, his voice cutting through the noise of the crowd “Are you… okay?”

You don’t look up at him, just nodding slightly “I’m fine.”

He steps closer, but you take a small step back, avoiding him “You’ve been distant,” he murmurs, his voice carrying a hint of confusion and concern “What’s wrong?”

“I said I’m fine” you repeat, a little more sharply this time, hoping it will make him stop asking.

For a moment, there’s silence. Law doesn’t say anything more. He doesn’t push you.

Finally, he sighs softly, his shoulders slumping just a bit “Alright… if you need me, I’ll be around.”

You don’t answer. You just take another drink, eyes trained on the distant lights of the festival.

The night stretches on, and you can feel the festival around you, but it feels distant. The laughter, the music, the clinking of glasses, they all blur into a background hum. You take another drink from the sake bottle, feeling the warm liquid settle in your stomach, but it doesn’t settle the discomfort inside you.

You can’t shake the image of Law and Robin standing together by that window, the way he teleported next to her so easily, so naturally. That small, casual moment gnaws at you, and the jealousy that stirred deep inside you now feels like a weight in your chest.

It’s not just that they were so close, but that they seemed so in sync in their shared interest. Robin, always the scholar, and Law, always serious about uncovering secrets of the world, their faces lighting up at the same things, discussing the ruins like they were the only two people who could understand the weight of history. You admire both of their passions for history, but right now, it makes you feel small. In that narrow corridor, they were a pair of like-minded souls, and you felt like an outsider.

And it hurts. You’re with Law. He’s yours. But seeing how deeply they connect over this shared interest stirs something in you that you don’t want to acknowledge. You can’t help it... it makes you feel inferior, insecure. It’s like you’re not enough for him when it comes to the things that matter most to him.

You take another drink, trying to drown the thoughts. But it’s no use. The image of Robin and Law, engrossed in conversation, their faces so close, keeps replaying in your mind. You were standing there, watching them as they practically shared the same breath, and it hurt.

Maybe it’s stupid. Maybe you’re being unreasonable. But you can’t deny the sting of seeing them so close, the way they were so absorbed in each other’s thoughts, their passion for the past so easy to share. Couldn’t he have waited for you? Couldn’t he have walked the few steps to the window like you did?

Zoro doesn’t say much after that, keeping to himself, but every now and then, he gives you a sideways glance, probably sensing you’re not fine. He knows better than to press, though. It’s one of the reasons you like drinking with him. No judgment. Just quiet company.

But then, just as you’re about to take another sip of your drink, you hear it – the familiar sound of boots against the ground. You freeze, your heart skipping a beat.

Law is standing there again, just a few steps away. You don’t turn to look at him, though you feel his presence as if it’s pressing against you. He’s silent for a long moment, his eyes lingering on you, and then he speaks in a voice softer than you’ve heard in a while.

“Can we talk?”

You don’t respond immediately. Your fingers grip the bottle tighter, your knuckles whitening as you fight the urge to snap at him. You don’t want to talk. Not yet. Not when your emotions are still raw and tangled up in confusion.

Finally, you take a deep breath and mutter without looking up, “There’s nothing to talk about.”

Law’s voice remains steady, though you can hear the faintest crack of frustration beneath the surface “There is. You’re avoiding me.”

You feel a sharp pang of guilt, but you push it aside “I’m not avoiding you” you say, but even to your own ears, the words sound hollow.

“You are.” He steps a little closer, but this time, you don’t move away. Maybe you’re too tired to put up the wall again “You’ve barely said a word since we left the ruins.”

You don’t know how to explain it. How could you put into words what’s been eating at you all night? That nagging jealousy, that sinking feeling you couldn’t quite shake. You look at him, finally meeting his gaze, but even that feels like a betrayal. You look away almost immediately.

“I just need some space” you mutter, voice low.

Law stands still for a moment, his gaze unwavering. You can feel him searching your face, his expression unreadable. Then, quietly, he responds “Is it because of earlier?” His words cut through the air, simple and direct.

You stiffen at the question, the knot in your stomach tightening. Your lips press into a thin line as you look up at him again “You teleported next to Robin. You didn’t even wait a second. I don’t know, maybe I just—”

Your voice falters, and you stop yourself before you can say too much. You don’t want to sound foolish, even though that’s exactly how you feel. Your heart races, but you swallow hard, pushing through the discomfort “It’s nothing.”

Law’s brows furrow, his expression softening “It’s not nothing.” He steps closer, his voice lower now “I didn’t mean anything by it. I just… wanted to see what Robin was looking at. I didn’t think it’d bother you.”

You feel a strange mix of relief and frustration. Relief because he didn’t mean anything by it, but frustration because your feelings are still messy “It’s not about that. It’s just…” You let out a sigh, feeling stupid for not being able to explain what you feel “I don’t like seeing you so close to her. You two always talk about these things I don’t understand, like it’s something only you two can appreciate.”

His expression softens at your words, but it still doesn’t quite reach your heart “I didn’t think it would upset you, but you’re right. Robin and I… we share an interest in ancient history. But that doesn’t mean I don’t value you.”

Your heart flutters a little, but you’re still caught in the cloud of doubt “It feels like you’re always in your own world when you’re with her, and I’m just left out. You two get each other, and sometimes, I feel like I don’t.”

The words spill out faster than you can stop them. You can see the confusion flicker across his face, but it’s soon replaced by concern.

“I care about you,” he says softly, his tone earnest “You’re not left out. You never are.”

You shake your head, a bitter laugh escaping your lips “Then why didn’t you walk over to the window with me, huh? Why did you have to teleport next to Robin like it was nothing? Why do you both always talk about things I don’t know anything about?”

Law’s eyes widen at the accusation, and you instantly regret it, but the words hang in the air like smoke.

“You think I don’t care about you?” he says quietly, taking another step closer “That’s not it. Robin and I… we share an interest. But I’m not with Robin. I’m with you.”

Your heart stutters in your chest, and the guilt begins to weigh heavier than the jealousy. You look away, unable to meet his eyes “I know. But it doesn’t stop how I feel.”

Law takes a deep breath, stepping closer still until there’s no more distance between you two “Listen to me,” he says, voice low and firm “I’m not going anywhere. And I want to share everything with you. Not Robin. You.”

You swallow hard, and there’s a long, charged silence between you two. Finally, you look up at him, your heart heavy with a mixture of insecurity and hope.

“I just need some time to get over it,” you say softly, the words coming easier now “I don’t want to feel like this, but I do. And I don’t want to mess things up with you.”

He nods slowly, his gaze steady “Take all the time you need. But I’m not going anywhere, and I’ll be here when you’re ready.”

You nod, the tension in your chest loosening just a little. It’s not resolved, not yet. But for the first time in what feels like hours, you don’t feel quite so alone in the feeling.

The cool night air stings against your skin as you step out of the tavern, the laughter from the festivities echoing distantly. The weight of your conversation with Law still lingers, but it’s less suffocating now, more manageable. You’re still uncertain about a lot of things, but there’s a quiet sense of reassurance that wasn’t there before.

Zoro is leaning against the side of the building, the ever-present bottle of sake in his hand. He gives you a lazy glance when you exit, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Everything good?” he asks, his tone casual, though there’s a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

You nod, though you’re not sure if everything is truly good. It feels like you’re still in the middle of something, but at least you’re not hiding from it anymore.

“Yeah,” you say, taking a deep breath “Just…needed to talk things out.”

Zoro doesn’t press. Instead, he takes a swig from his bottle and hands it to you without a word. You accept it and drink, the sharpness of the alcohol grounding you.

As the silence stretches on, your mind drifts back to Law. You can still feel the weight of his words, and the way he said he was there for you. He meant it. You know that much. But there’s still that lingering uncertainty in your chest, the feeling that maybe, just maybe, you’re not enough for him when it comes to these things he shares with Robin.

But you’re trying. You’re really trying to let it go.

“So,” Zoro says, breaking the silence again, his eyes flicking toward the crowd, “what’s your plan?”

“Plan?” you repeat, furrowing your brow.

“Yeah. I’m assuming you’re not gonna stay sulking for too long.”

You let out a soft laugh “I’m not sulking.”

“Sure you’re not,” Zoro says with a grin, clearly not buying it “So, what are you gonna do? You going to talk to Law, or…?”

You take another sip from the bottle, staring off into the night. The conversation with Law had helped, but you still felt a bit too raw to face him again right now. You wanted to clear the air, but your emotions were still a tangled mess, and you weren’t sure how to approach him.

“I don’t know yet,” you say after a moment “I want to… but it’s hard. I don’t want to make him feel like he’s walking on eggshells, but I also don’t want to ignore how I’m feeling.”

Zoro chuckles, a little too knowingly “You should probably stop thinking so much. Just talk to him. You two have been together long enough, yeah? He’s not gonna bite your head off.”

You let out a soft sigh, running a hand through your hair “I know. I just… I’m afraid it’ll happen again, you know? That feeling of being left out. Like I’m not enough when it comes to the things that matter to him.”

Zoro watches you for a moment, his gaze thoughtful “You’re being an idiot.”

You blink at him, surprised by the bluntness “Excuse me?”

“Look,” he says, straightening up and taking another swig from his bottle “you’re enough. Law’s not some guy who’s gonna run off because someone else shares a hobby with him. You should know that by now.”

You open your mouth to respond but stop yourself, realizing he’s right. He’s right, and you do know that. You just didn’t want to feel like a second choice, like you were in the background while Law and Robin got lost in their shared history obsession.

Zoro shrugs “If you want to fix it, stop thinking about what Robin and Law have and focus on what you have with Law. He’s your partner. Don’t forget that.”

You nod, the weight of his words settling in. It makes sense. It’s not about what Law shares with Robin; it’s about what you share with him. And maybe you’re being a little too quick to let jealousy cloud your judgment.

“Thanks, Zoro” you murmur, feeling lighter than before. Maybe it’s time to stop avoiding the problem and face it head-on.

Zoro doesn’t respond, but he gives you a small, approving nod as you walk away. You’re not entirely sure what comes next, but you’re determined to make it right.

Back at the inn, you find Law sitting at one of the tables, a glass of sake in hand. His usual calm demeanor is there, but there’s a subtle tension in his posture, like he’s waiting for you to approach him. You take a deep breath and walk over, stopping a few steps away from him.

“Hey” you say quietly, trying to keep the nervousness from your voice.

Law looks up, his gaze softening when he sees you “Hey,” he replies, voice calm but with a hint of concern “You okay?”

You hesitate for a moment, but then, with a small sigh, you sit across from him “I’ve been thinking about things. About earlier.”

Law places his glass down, his full attention on you now “You wanna talk?”

You nod “Yeah. I think I owe you that much.”

For a few moments, you don’t say anything, just gathering your thoughts. The silence between you isn’t uncomfortable, but it’s full of unspoken emotions, things that both of you are still trying to process.

“I was jealous,” you admit, looking down at your hands “I don’t know why, but I felt… left out. Like I wasn’t enough when it comes to things you and Robin share. You two talk about ancient history, and it’s like you’re speaking a different language. I just feel… like I’m not part of that.”

Law is quiet for a moment, his expression unreadable. You look up at him, unsure if you’ve said the right thing.

“You don’t have to be part of everything I share with Robin” he says gently, his voice low and steady “It’s not about you not being enough. It’s just that we have a shared interest in ancient history. But that doesn’t change anything between us.”

You feel a tightness in your chest loosen as he speaks, his words reassuring you “I know. I’ve been thinking about that, and I understand it now. It’s just… hard sometimes, seeing you two get so lost in something you both care about. I feel like I don’t belong in those moments.”

Law reaches across the table, placing his hand over yours “You belong with me, always. I never want you to feel left out. I’m with you.”

You feel your heart beat a little faster as you look at him, his gaze sincere and unwavering “I’m sorry for being so insecure about it. I don’t want to shut you out.”

“There’s nothing to apologize for,” he says softly, squeezing your hand “You’re with me, and that’s all that matters. No one else matters in the way you do.”

You smile, feeling the last of the tension fade “Thanks. I needed to hear that.”

He smiles back, the weight of the conversation lifting “Anytime.”

For a moment, everything feels right again. The world outside fades into the background as you and Law sit together, knowing that things may not be perfect, but you’re in this together. And that’s enough.

The night is still young, and though the festival has quieted down, there’s a lightness in the air, a sort of magic lingering after your conversation with Law. You’re both standing in the inn’s courtyard, still feeling the warmth from your words, and it seems as if the night has opened up with endless possibilities.

Law glances at you, a glint of mischief dancing in his eyes “Want to go somewhere? Somewhere quiet?”

You raise an eyebrow, intrigued “Quiet? What do you mean?”

He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, with a slight smirk, he steps closer to you, and before you can react, he taps his fingers against your wrist. You feel that familiar pull of his Shambles ability, and in an instant, you’re no longer standing in the courtyard but somewhere completely different.

You blink, your heart skipping a beat as you take in the breathtaking view before you.

You’re standing atop a cliff, overlooking a serene valley, the sea stretching out beneath a starry sky. The wind brushes gently against your skin, carrying the scent of salt and earth. Far off in the distance, you hear the faint sounds of fireworks echoing through the air. But more than that, you can see them, the bright bursts of color lighting up the dark sky in a dazzling display.

You turn to Law, surprised “Where are we?”

His smile softens as he watches the fireworks light up the night sky “Just somewhere I thought we could be alone, away from all the noise. I thought it’d be nice to enjoy this… just the two of us.”

Your heart swells at his words, and for a moment, the world feels still, like time has slowed just for the two of you. The sounds of the fireworks fade into the background as you focus on him. The way his eyes glisten with the soft glow of the explosions above, the faint curve of his lips as he looks at you.

“It’s beautiful” you say softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

He doesn’t respond immediately, but his gaze shifts to you, catching your eyes. For a moment, neither of you says anything, words feel unnecessary here, with the connection between you stronger than anything you could say. The sounds of the fireworks continue to boom in the distance, but it feels like you’re in your own world, a quiet, perfect bubble where nothing can touch you.

You step closer to him, your heart beating a little faster now, the quiet intimacy of the moment settling around you. You glance up at him, finding him already watching you, a look in his eyes that makes you feel seen in the most comforting way possible. You can see the care in his gaze, the understanding, and beneath that, something more, a warmth, a tenderness that makes your chest tighten with emotion.

Without thinking, you take a small step forward and rest your hand on his chest, your fingers brushing against the fabric of his coat. His hand instinctively moves to your waist, pulling you just a little closer, the space between you vanishing in a single, quiet moment.

“Thank you,” you say, your voice barely audible, but the gratitude in it is clear “For bringing me here. For… understanding.”

Law’s expression softens, his thumb lightly brushing the small of your back “I’ll always understand you. No matter what.”

You feel your heart race, your breath catching in your throat. This moment, with him, feels like everything you’ve ever wanted and more. It’s quiet, simple, and filled with meaning. You could stay here forever, just standing with him beneath the stars, watching the fireworks paint the sky.

“You’re not just saying that, are you?” you ask, teasing him lightly, trying to ease the fluttering in your chest.

He smirks, a playful glint returning to his eyes “I wouldn’t lie to you.”

You smile, relieved “Good.”

And just like that, the playful tension between you shifts into something deeper, something far more intimate. You lift your eyes to the fireworks again, but your attention keeps drifting back to Law. You’ve shared so much already, but it feels like this moment, right here, right now, holds something more.

Without another word, Law leans down, his lips meeting yours in a slow, tender kiss. It’s soft at first, just the gentle brush of his lips against yours, as if he’s savoring the closeness, the intimacy. You melt into him, your hands moving up to cup his face, feeling the roughness of his skin, the warmth of his breath against yours.

The fireworks burst above you, their bright colors flickering in the night sky, but all you can focus on is him, the way his hand moves to the small of your back, pulling you even closer, the way his kiss deepens as if to convey everything he’s feeling, everything you’ve just shared.

For a few moments, there’s nothing but him, nothing but the warmth between you two. The world outside disappears, and all that matters is the closeness, the feeling of being completely wrapped up in each other.

When you pull away, both of you are breathless, your hearts pounding in unison. Law looks down at you, his thumb brushing across your cheek in the gentlest of motions.

“You make it hard to think straight” he murmurs, his voice husky, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

You smile back, your own heart still racing “Maybe that’s the point.”

You lean in to kiss him again, but the fireworks are still going, the sky lighting up around you, their bursts of color reflecting in his eyes. This moment feels like it could last forever. The world seems so far away, as if nothing could ever shake the peace you’ve found together.

And in the quiet after the kiss, with the fireworks still painting the sky, you realize something that you hadn’t quite understood until now, no matter the insecurities, no matter the doubts, there’s no one else you’d rather be with than him. You and Law, standing beneath the stars, are more than enough.

The fireworks continue to explode above you, casting colorful hues across the night sky, but it’s the quiet moments between you and Law that stand out the most. His touch lingers on your skin, his presence next to you like an anchor in a world that can often feel chaotic. The lingering warmth of his kiss, the softness in his eyes... it all feels like it’s just the two of you, with nothing else in the world mattering.

You pull away slightly, taking a breath, and then look up at him, your gaze steady and certain.

“You know, I never realized how much I needed this” you say, your voice barely more than a whisper “The peace. With you.”

Law’s eyes soften, a small but sincere smile curving at the corners of his lips. He leans in, brushing his forehead against yours “I’m glad you’re here. I’ve always needed you. You and me, together. Nothing else.”

For a moment, neither of you speaks. There’s no need to. Everything you both wanted to say has already been shared, in the looks, in the touch, in the simple act of being close. It’s all been said, and in this quiet, peaceful moment, you realize that all the doubts and insecurities you once felt don’t matter anymore. You’ve worked through them together.

The fireworks eventually start to fade, their last bursts leaving trails of light in the sky before dying out. But the two of you remain, standing side by side, your hands still entwined, the quiet comfort of the moment settling over you like a warm blanket.

As the sky darkens even more, you find yourself leaning against him, the soft sound of his breathing calming your racing heart. You feel safe here, in his arms, with nothing but the sounds of the night and the remnants of the fireworks in the distance.

“I think I’ve had enough fireworks for tonight” you say softly, your fingers tracing small patterns on his coat.

He chuckles, a low, rich sound that makes your heart flutter “I think I’ve had enough fireworks for a lifetime. As long as you’re here.”

You look up at him, meeting his eyes, your heart full of love “I’m not going anywhere, Law.”

And in that moment, under the stars, with the last traces of the fireworks fading away, you realize that this is what you’d always wanted. No more insecurity. No more fear. Just the two of you, together, facing whatever comes next. Because together, you can handle anything.

“I love you” you say, the words feeling more real than ever before.

His hand cups your cheek, his thumb brushing your skin gently, before he lowers his head to press a soft kiss to your forehead “I love you too.”

And as the two of you stand there, alone in the night, you know that this is only the beginning of the journey ahead. No matter what comes, you’ll face it together, just like you always should have.

[attyrocious]

happy puppy day 🍙🐶

[t1nw]

LMAO

happy bday law. u cant say i never give u anything…

[nirtin99]

🛐

[honeyshiddendesire]

Worst Generation + Shared Kinks 

Warnings: degradation, pussy drunk men, public sex, deep throating, dirty talk, pet names and teasing, doms, captian kink duh!!

Characters: Eustass Kidd, Luffy & Law

*masterlist* *banner*

Call Me Captain

Eustass Kidd fucking lovessss when you call him captain, this man don’t even care how you’re saying it. You could yell at him “Fuck off Captain.” or “Sure thing Captain.” And the man is gonna fold like some laundry. Will scoop you up over his shoulders like a bag of potatoes and immediately take you to his room for the ride of your life. Those strong hips of yours would thrust into you with a force that would leave you sore for days, face scrunched up in pleasure as he encouraged you on. “Fuck- call me captain again baby, lemme hear it. Sounds so pretty coming from you.” If there’s anything you ever want best believe all you have to do is say that word for him and it’s yours. “Hell yeah I gotcha ya baby, that’s what your Captain’s for.”

Luffy when he heard you moan out the word Captain during sex instantly made him freeze, head tilting like the cute little puppy he is. You’re fucked out beyond belief to register the gears tearing in his head, his chest rising and falling faster as he suddenly had a newfound passion. Would totally want you to say it again…like alot. “Hey Y/N call me Captain again. I like it. Keep saying it for me okay?” Luffy would fuck into you like a beast that you’ve never seen before, hips snapping into you like a monster, grin so wide you practically saw your reflection in his teeth. “Say Captain- yeah just like that.” 

Law is a tricky one because it wouldn’t take the both of you fucking to make his head spin hearing that word leave your mouth. It would be the moment you entered onto the crew that the feelings would harbor. Using that damn word as fuel for the way he fists his cock when he’s all alone. Picturing the way you would sound moaning it out for him as he bounces you on his cock, your expression wrecked as he pushes you down to take more of his length. “Fuck- please call me captain again.” Law would quietly mumble into the hand that he had over his own mouth. The day you too finally fuck is when you walk in saying the exact word he needed to hear in order to cum. “Hey Captain!” Yeah the man was done for but so was your pussy after he was done with you. (totally gotta write this out lol)

✨ They get called Captain all day but when it leaves your pretty lips it never sounded sweeter ✨

Public Sex 

Eustass Kidd has no boundaries unless you set them. So if you don’t stop the man he would have no problem bending you over the deck and pounding into your squishy pussy till she cries perfectly for him. He wouldn’t care if you’re loud or if you’re biting your own fingers off in order to not make a sound. “Pretty pussy, just gotta have it no matter where we are.” Eustass would fuck you in an alley after hitting up a bar too, strong arms lifting you up like you weigh nothing cause to a man like him you definitely don’t. “Dammit baby, this pussy is gonna be the fucking death of me you know that right? Like the shit that you fucking do to me.” 

Luffy also has no boundaries because that’s just who he is to be honest. Like the man genuinely has no shame in the things that he does, so he would fuck you right on the head of the Sunny. Stretchy limbs wrapped around you like ropes that keep you in place, “Damn you feel so good I don’t think I’ll be able to stop even if someone comes over. Shishishi!” To say you’re worried is an understatement but everyone would be able to spot the sex eyes that Luffy gives you and knows to stay away. Luffy would fuck you on rough tops, using his arms to slingshot you both up there for a fun rough fuck. Also in alleyways after a good meal but unlike Eustass he would do it in broad daylight, at least Eustass has some decency to wait till the sun is down. “Oh who cares who sees, we’re pirates afterall.”

Law wouldn’t know he had a public sex kink until he was fucking you in his office and the door opened up from a whale pumping into the Polar Tang. No damage would be done to the submarine but the door being unlocked would cause it to pop open. Suddenly he couldn’t help but get turned on to the taboo topic of someone passing by to see your lewd figure bent over his desk. His large cock filling up your pussy with an intense stretch as you clawed at his desk with a moan of his name that made his chest swell. The idea of someone catching your usually put together self being absolutely wrecked into a cock drunk mess made him fuck into you harder and faster. Both of you just getting drunk on the feel of each other. “Damn, would you look at that? Seems like the door opened up love. Hopefully no one sees how desperate you get for my cock.”

✨ It’s their ship and they’ll show everyone that sails the sea just who you belong to ✨

Wear Their Gear 

Eustass Kidd would love love love how good you look completely naked except for his signature red fur coat draped over your shoulders. When he’s fucking your pussy in the alley he’ll use it as a shield from any prying eyes that could be lurking for a little peak of his girl. Even when you’re cold and he drapes it over his shoulders he can’t help his thoughts from drifting into the gutter. Always picturing the way you look laid out on his coat as he folds you into a mating press or ass up face down with your cheek pressed into the plush fur. “Can’t have my pretty slut getting rug burn so I lay my coat down for you doll.” Doesn’t like people touching his shit but you’re definitely the exception because you look so good riding his dick with his coat on. “Looking so good and cozy with my cock in you and my coat on. Shit I gotta buy you your own cause you look hot as fuck right now kitten.” 

Luffy only gives his hat to important people so when he places it on your head as you bounce on his cock the man can’t help the huge grin that paints his face. “You always look good with my hat on.” Luffy would plant his feet down and fuck into you harder just to watch the hat bounce on your head forcing you to keep a hand on it. “Don’t let it fall okay.” Sometimes he would even put his hat on your head as you suck his dick, standing above you with his intense gaze that you match. Hat tipped as you suck on his stretchy cock that he pushed you further down on, his hand holding the hat in place as he thrusts his hips till you choke a bit. “Swallow every bit so you don’t mess up my hat okay?”

Law would also place his hat on your head while you suck on his cock, a smirk playing on his lips as he rests his head against his hand to relax a bit. Pushing your hair back and placing his hat on you to keep your hair out of your face. “You don’t mind holding my hat huh princess?” You wouldn’t be able to answer as he would only fuck into your throat harder making you choke on his length. “Awe I thought you liked my hat baby?” Law would taunt as your brows would furrow, gaze growing teary as you stare up at the man. His other hand would stroke your cheek lovingly, but his hips were anything but nice. “I’m sorry baby I just love seeing you in my stuff, it makes me get a little carried away.”

✨ They were picky when it came to their things, but when it’s you they don’t mind one bit ✨

[kbondoxxxxav]

trafalgar parents

[lovertrafalgarlaw]

since i know my hobby is the same as law, i get more excited 🪙✨

Luffy to go with Law

Their hobbies

<I'm writing this in bc I don't think anyone noticed but the Lady bug Luffy is looking directly at represents Law, it has a white spotted head that looks like his hat.>

[sen-ya]

like a lithograph | vibe check

[m00nkeiki]

First Hug from Ace, Sabo, and Law

As part of the “First Hugs” Series Featuring: Ace, Sabo, and Law Content Warning: Nothing serious, just a little sadder than the last set of headcannons.

Ace

Ace is your fellow “friendly fella,” the guy who seems to be there for everyone and anything! But deep down, the poor dude battles with such deeply ingrained self doubt and loathing to the point he wonders if even he himself is even worthy of giving affection.

With all that said, you’ve grown such a fond friendship with him, the kind where surely but slowly Ace knew he could trust you. 

You were both out camping on a quiet night, exchanging stories, sharing laughs… Like the warm fire which Ace himself created with his powers, it was a lovely cozy night the two of you shared together.

Then there’s a window for the two of you to be vulnerable with one another. You always knew Ace was truly troubled deep down, so why not share some struggles of yours? 

When you do, he listens to you intently, his eyes locked on your face as he is overcome with the realization that… he is not alone, that even if he might be the most hated person in the world, he has his crew and you to count on.

Once you finish telling your stories, you’re suddenly met with Ace bringing you into one of the tightest hugs ever: it’s firm, assuring, and full of fiery empathy. He’s tearing up, not profusely so, but you can tell that he’s dropping all his walls to be there for you wholeheartedly.

“Thank you for always being there for me… and I’ll be there for you too, promise!”

Sabo 

You always knew Sabo was a gentleman, not only in his manners, but also in his heart. He conducted politeness and grace in a way he was heartfelt and genuine about it. He is a man who is so earnestly reliable, and you could always count on him.

Like a ray of light after the rain, Sabo came to your aid when he sighted you sulking and crying in the middle of the street. With an umbrella in his hand, he shielded you from the rain that hides your tears.

Following him, Sabo ensured the umbrella shielded you all the way until you found shelter. You noticed how he barely covered for himself, letting the rain soak his hat and coat: that parasol he had in hand was for you and you alone.

Once you reached indoors as Sabo withdrew the umbrella and took off his hat, you found that you could not halt yourself from crying again: he was simply too kind, how could he do all this for you?

With your emotions displayed in front of him, Sabo leads his hand to caress, from wiping the tear below your eye and down to your cheek. As you leaned towards him, both his arms had enclosed you in a warm hug.

“It does not matter how heavy your burden is. I will be by your side, always.”

Law

Law’s not afraid of affection—he’s afraid of loving and caring too much until he loses you at the worst possible time.

After the polar tang maneuvered through blizzards and iceberg filled waters, once it resurfaced, you took the time to gaze at the soft falling snow, a breathtaking respite.

Following you was Law, who claimed he too was only going to get some fresh air: but really, it was to see if you were alright

Law can act as pragmatic as he wants, but once you noticed him attempting to intertwine your hands with a small touch from his inked fingers, you knew he needed this company.

As the snow watch ends, he quietly asks if you could turn around for him. Before you knew it, Law brought you in a trembling hug, his arms soon stabilizing the moment he could hear your heartbeat, soothing and slowing the rhythm of his own which was beating so fast a while ago.

“Please, stay alive for me… Because I’ll make sure I’ll do the same for you even if it means facing hell itself.”

Huddling together in the cold of the evening, both of you reassured that silent promise, locked in this embrace. The future is uncertain, but at least relish in this time and moment with Law.

A/N: Since I've already written for Luffy, Law was sneaked into be the L of ASL :-P

More in the series: (Luffy + Zoro + Sanji)

[mothzan]

Hugs

[sakura-rose12]

Two separate commissions for @otakunerdgirl94 🩷

[mugiwara-lucy]

I hate these three chuckle fucks 🤣

They're the worst <3

The magic of animation turned these panels into this fight.

[mya-valentine]

Reckless Heart

Synopsis: You constantly throw yourself into danger, forcing Law to scold you while secretly worrying. No matter how much he warns you, you won’t stop, and it drives him insane.

The first time Law realized how reckless you could be, he brushed it off as a simple mistake. The second time, he figured it was a lapse in judgment. The third, fourth, and fifth times? Well, those made it clear: you were a danger magnet with a stubborn streak that rivaled even Luffy’s.

And it drove him insane.

The Heart Pirates had docked at a small, relatively peaceful island for supplies, a rare moment of rest in their usual hectic lives. Law had given strict instructions to avoid unnecessary conflict, something he emphasized especially to you. Not because he didn’t think you could handle yourself—you were strong, capable, and quick-witted. No, the problem was that you had no self-preservation instinct whatsoever.

So, when you came back covered in scrapes, a fresh gash running along your arm, and a smug grin on your face, Law immediately knew something was wrong.

“What the hell did you do?” His voice was sharp, eyes narrowing as he scanned your injuries.

You shrugged. “Nothing much. Just ran into a few bounty hunters. They were looking for an easy target, but they got more than they bargained for.”

Law inhaled deeply through his nose, his jaw tightening. “I told you not to cause trouble.”

You scoffed, brushing past him toward the Polar Tang. “I didn’t cause trouble; I finished it.”

He grabbed your wrist before you could go any further, pulling you back with a force that made your breath hitch. His grip was firm, not enough to hurt, but enough to make his point. “And if they had been stronger?” His voice was lower now, a dangerous edge lacing his words. “If you had been outnumbered? Do you even think before you act?”

You frowned, but there was no real remorse in your expression. “I knew I could handle them.”

Law clenched his jaw, his golden eyes scanning your face for any sign that you understood the gravity of your actions. But you were as frustrating as ever, brushing it off like it was nothing. With an exasperated sigh, he dragged you into the submarine’s infirmary, practically shoving you onto the examination table.

“You’re impossible,” he muttered, gathering medical supplies.

You swung your legs idly. “You worry too much.”

He shot you a glare that could freeze magma. “Someone has to.”

You smirked. “So you admit you worry about me?”

His hands paused for the briefest moment before continuing to disinfect your wound. “I worry about my crew. You just happen to be the biggest headache.”

You chuckled, but he didn’t find anything amusing about the situation. His fingers were careful yet firm as he wrapped the bandage around your arm.

“This isn’t a game, Y/N,” he said, voice quieter now, more controlled. “One mistake, one miscalculation, and you could be dead.”

Your smirk faded slightly at his tone, and for a moment, the weight of his concern settled between you. But then you shrugged again, leaning back on your hands. “It’s not like I’m trying to get hurt, you know.”

“You have a funny way of showing it,” he muttered, finishing up.

Despite his irritation, his touch lingered for a second longer than necessary before he pulled away, tossing the leftover gauze onto the counter. You watched him carefully, catching the subtle tension in his shoulders, the way he ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

Maybe you weren’t completely oblivious to how much he cared.

The next time you threw yourself into danger, it was even worse.

The crew had been ambushed on an island notorious for its corrupt underground dealings. Law had ordered everyone to stick together, but you, being the reckless force of nature you were, had charged ahead to take on an enemy that outnumbered you five to one.

By the time Law reached you, his heart was hammering against his ribs, panic rising in his throat at the sight of you struggling against a particularly large opponent. You were holding your own, but you were already bleeding, and that was unacceptable.

“Room.”

In a blink, your opponent’s arm was severed, sending him collapsing to the ground. Law stood behind you, his expression dark with barely contained fury. The remaining enemies hesitated before retreating, recognizing the Surgeon of Death for the danger he was.

You turned to him, wiping the blood from your cheek. “Took you long enough.”

Law didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. The storm in his eyes said everything.

The moment you stepped onto the Polar Tang, he lost it.

“Are you insane?” His voice was louder than you’d ever heard it, his usual composed demeanor completely shattered. “Do you have any sense of self-preservation at all?”

You winced, rolling your shoulder. “I had it under control.”

“Under control?” He laughed, but there was no humor in it. “You were bleeding out in the middle of a battlefield.”

You crossed your arms. “I’ve had worse.”

“That’s not the point!” He ran a hand down his face, trying to ground himself, but the frustration was too much. “You can’t keep doing this, Y/N. You can’t just throw yourself into danger and expect to walk away unscathed every time.”

You exhaled, glancing away. “I don’t— I don’t do it on purpose.”

Law studied you for a long moment, his sharp gaze searching yours. Then, in a rare moment of vulnerability, his voice softened. “Then why?”

You hesitated. “Because I can’t just stand by when my friends are in danger. If I have the power to help, I will.”

His expression flickered, something unreadable crossing his features. He understood that feeling more than anyone. He had spent his entire life trying to protect those he cared about, even at the cost of himself. But you—

You were different. You were reckless, yes, but it wasn’t just about protecting others. You threw yourself into danger with no regard for your own well-being, and that scared him more than he was willing to admit.

Law sighed, stepping closer until you could feel the warmth of his presence. “You’re not alone,” he said, quieter now, almost hesitant. “You don’t have to do everything by yourself.”

Your eyes widened slightly at his words, at the rare moment of gentleness from the ever-cynical captain.

Before you could respond, he turned away, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. “Just… stop making me worry so damn much.”

A small smile tugged at your lips. “So you admit you worry about me.”

“Shut up.”

You laughed, and for the first time, Law didn’t try to fight the small smirk pulling at his own lips.

The pattern continued, no matter how many times he scolded you. No matter how much he reminded you that you didn’t have to throw yourself into every fight. But there was something unshakable in you, a fire that refused to be dimmed.

And Law, despite his frustration, couldn’t help but admire that about you.

He hated it.

But he admired it.

.

.

.

Masterlist

[aqua0pan]

Almost | Trafalgar D. Water Law

CW: fluff, mention of a fight, interrupted kiss, kissing

Summary: You and Law are inches apart, staring at each others lips, and just before you kiss, someone pulled you apart. But Law isn’t someone who let go that easily.

To my Masterlist

Law and you are fighting against the marines. They’ve been following you on the island since you’ve docked on. The other members of his crew are somewhere else while your crew, the Straw Hats, are within sight.

While Law is sounding his devil fruit abilities to cut the soldiers apart, you used your card magic to capture some of them inside or attack them.

"Watch out, Y/n-ya!" "Behind you!" Both of you yelled while taking care of the soldier that was sneaking up behind the other. "Don’t let your guard down." The captain of the Heart pirates warned you. You smirked slightly. "Same goes for you."

More and more marine soldiers with their admiral came, forcing you and law to be cornered. "Hah! You two have no where to go!" One of the soldiers yelled, laughing while the others chimed in.

"Room." You heard Law whispers in a low voice and within a second, the two of you are gone. "He escaped!" "Search for them!" While the marines panicked, you found yourself in a narrowed alley with Law. His body was pressed against yours while your back hit a wall.

"That was close. Thanks." You smiled and looked up, meeting his eyes. Law didn’t answer. He was observing you silently. Your cute lips, your beautiful eyes and your voice that was music to his ears. He let everything about you sink into his mind.

His intense stare made you more than just nervous. He was looking at you like you’re his prey. But somehow you couldn’t help yourself but think it’s attractive. How couldn’t you when a hot man looked at you like he’s doing now?

You already forgot that you’ve been fighting marine solider earlier, only looking up at him. Slowly, he leaned down, his eyes fixed on your lips while yours were glued to his. His warm chest against yours didn’t help at all.

You placed your hands on his chest, feeling the warmth of his body even more. The tension between you was hot and dangerous but you two somehow knew that the other one wanted it.

You leaned up, your lips almost touching when a hand suddenly appeared on Laws shoulders, making him flinch.

"There you are, Torao! What are you doing there?! We have to fight the marines!" The voice of your captain rings to your ears, already anticipating what’s going to happen next.

And as it turns out, you were right. Law was pulled away from you instantly, leaving you alone. Before you could react properly, the upper body of Robin appeared in front of you.

"Y/n! There you are. We need you at the shrine near the mountain. Can you please come?" You didn’t react to her at first, the thought that you’ve almost kissed your ally made you feel…weird?

Why do you feel so warm? We’re you…nervous? Excited? You felt your heartbeat in your ears. It was loud and clear. You were nervous.

"Y/n? Y/n!" Robins voice pulled you out of your thought and you flinched. "S-sorry. How’s the situation? I’ll come as soon as possible." The upper body of Robin disappeared into petals as soon as you said that and you made your way to the shrine, still thinking about what just happened.

The Thousand Sunny was quiet as the sun rises. The only sound you heard was the crash of the waves and the birds. The night before, where all of you fought against the marines, you could only think of Law and the kiss you almost shared.

You coughs yourself feeling warm and your heart quicken at the thought. You are falling for him. Hard. And you don’t know how to deal with that.

Just as you were about to return to the girls chamber, a familiar blue area speared around you and a second after that, Law stood in front of you. You were surprised and wanted to ask what he’s doing on the Sunny when he grabbed you by your waist and pulled to into his chest.

"I am someone who finishes something once I have started it." That’s when his lips was on yours, his grip firm but gentle. In that moment, your brain turned off. You didn’t returned his kiss but as soon as you felt him pull away, you wrap your arms around his neck and pulled him down.

It felt like minutes what probably just were seconds before you two pulled apart. Neither of you are saying something, you just stared at each other before you kissed him again, feeling the need of his soft lips on yours.

You never want to let go of that feeling and neither does Law.

[thenotsofantasticlifestory]

Day 4: Brushing hair out of face

I had to do both of them