#Trafalgar law hates bread

[yinhatoruha]

12:18 am thoughts

just thinking about law and him not liking bread, but what about cake...

Lol, it's just funny to think about since i was scrolling through pinterest earlier and i somehow was looking through so many 'happy birthday trafalgar' and many having cakes infront of him

So im thinking does he also not like other sweet pastries? Ya'know cake, donuts, cupcake, pancake, etc...

OH AND WHAT ABOUT PIZZA??

[1000sunnygo]

Bread haters assembled

Turns out Bepo's least favorite food is indeed, bread. (via Artur)

New info from what I could gather:

Bepo's hobby are "sliding" (literally written as that in katakana) and "afternoon nap with Law" does this man sleep at night

Law's favorite season is "Spring on a Winter island." homesick much?

Bepo's current bounty is 1500 berries, keeping a steady parallel with Chopper (except it's more ridiculous somehow)

And that's it?

I haven't seen the cards myself. The promo last time seemed to imply a little more information about Chopper's drug but haven't seen it mentioned in the translations floating around.

Seeing absolute background no-names receiving their vivre cards makes me really mad about the negligence towards the rest of the Heart pirates. At least there's Bepo 😔

[signatureartsblug]

Pretty mad LAW

And I love this man and how he's bent out of shape about BREAD

Might be a texture thing- Might be picky- Might be gluten intolerant- May be celiac- I dunno what headcanon I want.

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[firstdivisiongirl]

Hi i was wondering if you could do a law x timid fem reader that has a devil fruit that can rewind and stop time but when she uses it to much she gets burns on her hands thats last about a day but hurts a lot when not treated, i was thinking of a scenario were she gets the burns but doesn’t go to law because she sees that he’s treating other crew members and she doesn’t want to bother him but he notices and confronts her while she tries to hide it from him but he finds out and is upset that she didn’t come to him sooner, then shes tells him why and comforts her about it (could you also make it to where they are together already)

I know it a lot so please tell me if its too much thx 💕

Hi. Of course I can do it! I love Law so much. I mean come on, I’m Trafalgar D Nami after all lol! But anyways, I’m happy I got a Law request, it was super enjoyable to write. I hope you like it! Enjoy my friend!

Always Have Time for You

Everyone wishes they could turn back and fix things.  Time was a valuable thing.  You more than anyone knew that.  But with changing time came with repercussions.  You also knew that more than anyone.  When you were young, you ate a devil fruit, the jikan jikan no mi (the time time fruit).  It allows the user to rewind time and also stop it.  The only bad things: you couldn’t swim and you got burns on your hands after using it.  And did they hurt a lot.  But the good thing, you had a doctor for a lover, Trafalgar Law.  He took care of you, while you took care of him.  You hated it though.  You hated that he had to take care of you.  But you didn’t have many people other than the crew to talk to because of your shyness.

While docked, a small fight broke out between the Heart Pirates and another group of Pirates, nothing deadly, but there were a good number of cuts, broken bones, and bruises on both sides.  So when Law came back from picking up some medical supplies, he started taking care of everyone’s injuries back on the Polar Tang.  You had frozen time at one point so Shachi wouldn’t get stabbed by one of the enemies.  Law was taking care of him first obviously.  You looked down at your hands.  They were covered in burns, too painful to even touch.   You didn’t want to bother him when everyone else was in worse shape, so when he came over and asked you if you were okay, you hid your hands in your long sleeves and told him you were okay.

A few days later, you arrived on a new island.  You decided to try to muster up the courage and talk to the doctor on the island because the pain was so unbearable.  “I’m going to go look at some new earrings, mine are getting a little worn out,” you told everyone, “I’ll see you guys later for dinner.”  They all nodded.  But Law didn’t buy it.  You usually never left without someone to do most of the talking.  He decided to follow you.  You walked through the small town, passing jewelry booths, bars, etc.  You finally saw the sign Dr. Sanders’. You went to walk in but got nervous.  You didn’t feel comfortable.  With Law and the crew, you knew they cared about you and looked out for you.  But you didn’t know how this man would react.  You turned around.  When you did, you crashed into a muscular chest.  “Care to explain Y/N?” a familiar voice said.  You looked up into his steel eyes.  It was Law.  You looked down at your shoes. “Nothing,” you answered.

“No, it’s not.  You can tell me.  We’ve been together for years.  Come on, let's get back to sub.”

He grabbed your hand, but you quickly pulled away.  Just him touching your hands made a sharp pain shoot through your hand.  He looked down at you, seeing the pain in your e/c eyes.  The two of you then walked back to the Polar Tang in silence.

When you two arrived, you sat in the medical room.  He rolled up your sleeves that had been hiding your hands for days.  “I thought so,” he mumbled to himself.  You kept staring at the floor, refusing to look at him.  Eventually, tears started to flow from your eyes.  He stooped down to your level looking at you with nothing but concern.  “Hey, hey,” he said, “I’m not mad.  I’m just concerned.”  He started wiping your tears away with his tattooed thumbs.  He pushed a few strands of hair behind your right ear.  “Why didn’t you tell me about this?  Why did you wait so long?”

You finally looked into his eyes, “because everyone else needed help and I didn’t want to be a bother.”

“You’re my girlfriend, you’re not a bother and I’m not mad.  It’s okay.  I’ll treat it whenever you need it because I love you. I always have time for you.”  He hugged you as you cried into his crest.

“I love you too,” you cried into his chest.

You wished you could freeze time without the burns, so you could stay in this moment together for as long as possible.

Please do not copy, modify, translate, or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs or likes are highly appreciated!

[orimi-ps]

Some more law doodles 'cause why not ? This time its more of a headcanon design, putting there the marks left by some of his life events

I like this character, he is so nerdy

[isabeauwolf]

We all know Law's dislike for bread.

I always imagine that he glares hard at the huge rows of bread on the bread isle every time he goes to the super market. XD

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He clicks his tongue, "Why the hell are there so many different types of bread. It's sickening."

I'm laughing and grabbed a loaf of butter bread. "Nobody's forcing you to eat it, Law. Everyone has their preference." Placing it in the shopping cart. "It's a shame that you are missing out." Tilting my head and counting on my fingers, "french toast, bread crumbs for bread pudding, croquette's, curry buns, rolls." Looking at him with a knowing smirk, "You loved the breaded chicken and salmon I made for supper. Those didn't kill ya, honey."

Law's tanned cheeks heat a noticeable pinkish hue, as he pulls down his hat and looks away, muttering in annoyance. "Just hurry up and get your damned bread already. We've got more to get." Inked fingers tightening on the shopping cart, "You promised never to mention it to anybody."

"I haven't said a word." I smile, linking his arm in mine and continue to walk beside him.

He grunt and looks ahead, clenching his jaw. "Then how does everyone in the crew know about it?"

"My guess, is Penguin and Shachi. They were the only ones who saw you eat it besides me."

He sighs, "Should have know it was those two."

"I'm happy that you liked them. I love seeing you smile when you eat my cooking." Laying my head on his arm, pulling him down gently to kiss his check and whispering into his ear. "My snow leopard has the best smile when he isn't a grumpy kitty."

His breath hitches and he shivers, growing more flustered. Silver iris' glowing underneath his hat as a playful smirk grows on his lips. "You're playing with fire teasing me again, my love." Wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me closer into his chest.

"Try me, Law." I challenge, pecking his lips and stealing the shopping cart, strutting forwards. "Come on, Doctor Heart Stealer, the sooner we get home. The sooner we can play~"

Law chuckles watching me walk away, quickly following. "As you wish, my cute little nurse."

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Don't ask me why I shoved myself in the scenario. It just ran away, lol. Ugh, so cringy and I rarely read or write in 1st person. But here it is. Oh well, Law's worth it, the big dork.

[clamsjams]

i think law would have a love-hate relationship with passover bc on one hand no bread but on the other hand no other things like rice or legumes and stuff

[artisahobby]

Things never go as planned when Luffy's involved.

[idreaminmugiwara]

the bottom left, I can't

Trafalgar Law & regretting his life choices

[cooknumber3]

Honestly nobody is doing it like Trafalgar D. Water Law. He's German. He hates bread. He keeps to himself. He gravitates towards extroverts. He has a nasty reputation. He doesn't kill people during fights. His first appearance resembles Salad Fingers who smokes weed. He's weak to cute things and one of his best friends is a fluffy bear. His moniker is the Surgeon of Death because people thinks his power is creepy. He wants to become a doctor like his parents. He looks emo and edgy with his tattoos. The DEATH tattoo on his hand is the reminder he gave himself during childhood of what's at stake while treating patients, and the rest is to honor a loved one. He's stressed 24/7 like he's a workaholic. He spends all his time napping against his emotionally supportive bear and wandering to collect coins. He flips people off. He loves comics and geeks out amidst a battle. He's a smart strategist and he knows it. He has never talked down on anyone. He comes off as sadistic and dangerous. He never betrays his ally and gets bullied constantly by the crew of said ally. He wears tragedy like high fashion. At the lowest point in his life he finds out that he has always been loved and never been alone.

[moonydustx]

Good Medicine

Trafalgar Law x F!Reader

warnings: F!reader is sick, Law has some problems taking action to take care of her. Pre-established relationship, mentions of disgusting things about being sick (basically vomiting) , fluff

a/n: maybe I'll rewrite this better later, I just needed to get it out there to see if it sparked my creativity.

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Today was one of those days where you woke up already knowing something was wrong, your only mission was to find out what. The plate in front of you looked strange that morning. The same coffee, the same bread, everything seemed wrong. The same went for your body, it seemed to weigh tons and your stomach was boiling with something that went beyond the hot drink in front of you.

"Are you okay?" Shachi snapped you out of your reverie, watching you roll a piece of the sandwich from one side to the other.

"I just need to get some air." You stood up, not having the trouble to even take your plate off the table.

With hurried steps, you reached the bathroom with just enough time to open the toilet seat before all your breakfast went away. You just hoped that like a good hangover, emptying it would be enough to improve but apparently you were wrong.

You had recently left the last island you had visited, which meant more things to keep: more work for you. In those days, you knew that rest would be scarce, as would the times you would meet your captain - who also served as your boyfriend in his spare time. Chills ran through your body as you struggled to stack two boxes of medical supplies, your body seemed to sweat more than usual. You heard your name being called in the distance, needing to focus a few times before you saw Law approaching.

"Are you ok?" He analyzed you from top to bottom. Pale lips, deep dark circles, something was wrong.

"Yes captain." you replied, respecting your treaty for when you were in public. "Just some heartburn."

"Keep an eye on it. You know where to find the medicine." he simply responded, analyzing you once more before leaving.

You finished putting away the boxes and leaned against the wall, trying to regain the air and strength lost in the whole process. Following the quick orders your captain had given, you swallowed some pills and continued with your tasks, even though your body seemed to fight against every movement.

You loved Law and you knew he loved you too, but sometimes it was a little difficult to deal with how methodical he could be especially when it came to being sick. On days like these, he tended to be more of a doctor than a boyfriend and you hated that. Ignoring the thoughts, you made your way to your shared room, reaching the bed and seeing Ikkaku hanging from the top.

"What ghost scared you?"

"What you mean?" you threw yourself against the pillows, using the blanket.

"You're pale, you look like you're going to disappear." She came down, standing in front of you and placing her hand on your forehead. "And you're burning up with a fever."

"I've already taken my medicine." you covered your head, trying to escape the cold that only you felt. "I just need to get some sleep."

"Did you eat anything bad?" She pulled your blanket back. "Or are you pregnant?"

"I'm betting more on the first hypothesis." you immediately reassured her, knowing that for the other proposal, you and Law were always responsible in terms of protecting each other. "I think it's just a virus."

"Did you warn Law?"

"He asked me to..." you sat down, to continue talking, but again your stomach turned.

Without responding, you ran once again towards the bathroom, this time Ikkaku's hurried footsteps followed you.

"Open the door." she asked and even though she didn't see it, you shook your head. A few minutes passed before it knocked again.

"I am worried." she warned. "Open the door or I'll have to call him here."

"It is not necessary." you reached up, unlocking the lock. "I'm just a little dizzy."

"Let me help you." Ikkaku pulled you, supporting your body as you washed your face. "Are you sure the medicine alone is enough?"

"Yes." you replied with clear discouragement in your voice.

"I'm going back to my room, maybe getting some sleep will help me."

Walking a few meters from the bathroom, the two of you came face to face with Law followed by Bepo, both discussing something about the likely next island they would find.

"Are you feeling ok?" Bepo was the first to ask and you just nodded. Law's gaze burned over you again, analyzing every inch of your body.

He knew there was something wrong, but he didn't know how far he wanted to intervene, for fear that you would feel uncomfortable.

"Do you need any help?" he asked in your direction, waiting for you to say yes.

"It's okay captain." you replied before Ikkaku spoke for you, giving what was your best smile for the moment.

he two of you walked away from him and it didn't take long for you to reach the bedroom. Ikkaku helped you get to the bed and watched you cover yourself up to your head. Being one of the only two people who knew about your relationship with the captain, she sat at the foot of the bed, watching you.

"Are you sure you don't want to ask him for help?"

"He's going to medicate me, probably tell me to eat and rest. I've already done almost all of that." you answered. "I don't want to be a problem for him, I know it's not in his profile to take care of someone like that, in a more intimate way."

"But it's what you need right now." she replied, walking away. "Get some rest, I'll ask them to prepare something light for you to eat."

The lights went out and you remained there in a light doze bothered by the fever. Ikkaku followed with firm steps, finding the captain heading towards his room, approaching him halfway and pretending to be angry.

"Captain, I need to talk to you."

She tried to appear more imposing in order to advocate for her friend, but she knew that would be a bit difficult when the person you want to impose yourself on is your captain. Law just gave her space to enter the room, closing the door for her.

"What happened?"

"Are you really going to let your girlfriend walk around dying?" she crossed her arms, indignant.

"She said it was just heartburn."

"That was her talking to her doctor. With her boyfriend she would definitely ask for help. Can I give some unsolicited advice captain?" Ikkaku leaned on the table, taking the opportunity to look around.

"I guess I have no choice, right?"

"She's burning up with a fever in her room, she vomited her guts out and can't stand up." with each new symptom, Law was the one who seemed to get paler and more worried. "Take care of her a little. A little affection is also good medicine."

"Right..." he seemed to analyze, waiting for more answers from the woman in front of him.

"I'll ask them to prepare some soup for her and leave it in her room, okay?"

"Could it be." Law turned his back to Ikkaku, ready to leave. "Thank you. This time I won't throw you into the sea out of insolence." he joked, earning a few laughs from the woman.

Law knew something was wrong, now he needed to find out why you didn't ask for his help. He walked quickly and felt his heart shatter when he found you curled up and shaking under the blanket.

"Just let me sleep Ikkaku, I don't know if I can eat right now." your dejected voice murmured, squeezing Law's heart even more.

Now it was all so clear, so obvious that part of the doctor felt ashamed for not having noticed it before. You were so careful with anyone who even cut a piece of their finger, it was obvious you wanted the same treatment.

"Hey, sorry it took me so long." he whispered. You opened your eyes and found Law bent down on your bed, his fingers were removing the strands stuck to your face by sweat. "I'm going to do a quick scan on you."

He warned and then used the sword he carried, analyzing every millimeter of your body. It seemed to be a virus and a resistant one. That would explain the fever and the tremors.

"Let me take proper care of you."

"No." you murmured, feeling his arms go around your legs and back, picking you up. "I already took medicine."

"I know."

"And I don't want to be tied up in an IV." you tried to pull away from him, feeling your stomach drop at the movement.

"I'm not going to medicate you." the blue dome appeared around the two of you.

"And I think I need to throw up."

At the last second, Law changed your fate, taking you to the bathroom. As soon as the gray walls of your room turned into the walls of the bathroom, you reached the floor again, leaning over the toilet and despite the immense urge your body didn't seem to have any more bile to be expelled. It took him a few seconds to follow you, but soon his hands found your hair, holding it with one hand while the other passed your forehead.

"Law." you called and flinched, pressing your own body against yourself. "It hurts."

"I'm so sorry sweetheart." he placed his hand on top of yours, which was pressed against your stomach. "You still have a fever and haven't eaten anything, we need energy for your body." he confirmed, gently lifting you off the ground. "Come on, I'll give you a bath.

"I'm disgusting."

"That's the point." Law spoke and saw you laugh, albeit lightly, which was already a relief for him. "I'm just kidding. Let's try to get this fever down."

Knowing that you didn't have enough strength to even talk, Law guided you to the shower, taking off your clothes while you leaned on him. As soon as the cold water came into contact with your body, you tried to escape and were immediately held by your boyfriend.

"Law!"

"Just a little, I know it's pretty cold." he allowed you to hug him even more and consequently get him wet in the process. "I promise, just a few minutes and I'll take you back to our room."

"If I survive until then."

"Do not say that." He scolded you, even though he knew that your way of dealing with problems was always sarcastic - sometimes even too much.

Law slowly turned off the shower. The first breeze that hit your damp skin made you cling against him and whimper, Law's usually colder skin this time was a warm pleasure to your body.

You felt a drastic difference in the environment and broke away from the man, seeing that you were in his room. Law guided you to sit on the bed and pulled a small blanket over your shoulders while he looked for some clothes for you to wear. Taking advantage of the comfort, you lay down and watched him walk from one side to the other.

"Can you sit down?" He knelt in front of you, using a small towel to dry your still damp skin.

Leaning on his shoulders, you sat on the bed and for a few minutes, you felt like a delicate, small doll. Using the extra strength he had that you lacked, Law dressed your body piece by piece, like a delicate puzzle. Even with the simple touch of your hand on your shoulder, Law could feel you tremble, probably due to the weakness that the virus brought to you.

A few minutes later, you were dressed. A pair of baggy black sweatpants and a blouse of the same size. Surprising you by showing that he had more pieces than the hat adorned with black circles, Law placed a black cap on your head, adjusting your ears so that they were also warm in the fabric.

"Unfortunately, we can't use that." he pushed away the blanket you were about to use. "If you cover yourself up and get hotter than that, it will only make your fever worse."

Avoiding your grumble, Law sat with his coat against the wall and pulled you to sit against his chest. Watching you curl up against his body, Law picked up the small bowl on the table next to him that Ikkaku had probably left as they agreed.

"I do not want it." you tried to move it away with your hand, having used your strength in vain as Law didn't move an inch. "I just want to sleep, just a little."

"Just a few spoonfuls and I'll let you sleep. It's that or more medicine." He warned, seeing you pout at the time. "Come on, I'll help you."

"Sorry to bring you into this."

"You don't need to say sorry." Law wished he could get rid of that virus right away when he saw you grunting in pain when you swallowed the first spoonful of food. "I should have noticed sooner, I know I can be more distant sometimes, but I need you to make it clear when you need me in moments like this."

"But what about the others, if they suspect something?" you accepted the other spoonful of food, the discomfort this time was smaller but still present.

"It's okay as long as you're okay."

Supporting the bowl of soup in one hand and the spoon in the other, Law convinced you to eat just five more spoonfuls, the last one being enough for him to see you push the bowl away and writhe in pain again. Law placed the bowl in the same room he was in before and saw you cling to his body, your eyes already heavy.

"Law you're going to get sick." you mumbled, already practically giving in to sleep.

"Don't worry about that." the last thing you felt was his lips on your forehead. "And if I stay, it will be worth staying with you."

[fictional-orphan-smackdown]

ROUND 3, MATCH 5!

All propaganda and what each competitor is from under the cut

Trafalgar D. Water Law (Once Piece)

Law is a genocide survivor who saw his parents' dead bodies along with experiencing a whole bunch of other messed up stuff (his sister burning to death, the people of his country being shot for being poisoned by their own government, being terminally ill, escaping the genocide by hiding under a pile of dead bodies, etc etc). After all this shit, he eventually got forcibly adopted by this one guy and dragged around the world looking for a cure for his illness. Right when Law started to trust and love his new caretaker, he is also brutally murdered in front of him. Law's life goal for the next decade is to get revenge on the person who killed his adoptive father. Vote for him bc he needs a goddamn win for once in his life. He is the people's princess and the narrative's favorite punching bag. Also, his depressed, PTSD-ridden autistic swag and scoliosis realness have captivated me body and soul

His biological parents were killed (before his eyes, by the governement) when he was 10(?). He then joined a bunch of pirates, knowing he wouldn't have much time (and will) left to live anyway. There he was sort of adopted by the Big Bad Pirate's brother, who managed to save his life, only for said brother to be killed (more or less before Law's eyes, by the Big Bad Pirate), when he was 13. You could say he was orphaned twice.

He’s literally got the double orphan special (Parents died and then the guy who took him in after them died too) that’s a 50% increase in orphannedness above your standard orphan. He’s also cool as fuck.

Law's parents were already on death row along with him and his younger sister due to a disease that shortens the life span of a person. The disease can only be passed down genetically and has afflicted everyone in the town that he has grown up in. Due to the sudden outbreak and unknown nature of the disease to the rest of the world panicked and the government closed off his city, killing everyone there. That is how his first set of parents died when he was 10, I think. Still then Law would later join a pirate crew where he would eventually be taken away 2-3 years later by Corazon, marine working undercover as a pirate in order to take down this brother, who is the captain of crew Law joined. Corazon took him in order to cure Law's disease which he still had and to get him away from Doflamingo, his brother. Over the course of 6 months the two became close with Corazon essentially becoming a father figure to Law. I am simplify this but at some point of Doflamingo catches on to Corazon being a double agent and finds him. Doflamingo then proceeds to find Corazon and shoot him in front of a chest that Law was hiding in.

Law has faced many hardships since he was a child, but used his experiences to become an extremely powerful doctor. His pirate crew theme and his Devil Fruit ability are all owed to his adoptive father. Law acts really gruff and serious most of the time, initially seeming like a cool, calculating character and feared swordsman… but one second around the Straw Hats and you quickly see just how silly he really is. He hates bread. He collects coins. He is obsessed with ninjas and superhero comic books. In one arc he just fucked around with his powers and INVENTED harpies and centaurs. Oh, and his First Mate is a polar bear. What could be better than that?

The government ordered to kill everyone in Law's country due to everyone getting "fantasy lead poisoning" disease, which was wrongfully thought to be contagious stroked. Law's family was living at the hospital when they got attacked, his parents (who were doctors) got killed and the hospital got set on fire with his little sister inside. He managed to fled the country hiding in a pile of corpses and ended up joining a pirate crew lead by Doflamingo. Law knew he had the disease and it was going to kill him in three years. Doflamingo's brother, Rosinante took Law hospital to hospital to find a cure but they always rejected him thinking the disease was contagious. Then they learned that someone had offered Doflamingo a devil fruit that could grant him immortality. The fruit could also cure Law so Rosinante stole it and made Law eat it. He then made sure Law could escape Doflamingo and got killed by his brother.

dude spent his childhood getting thrown out of windows, while dying from a deadly disease (that was eventually cured) but while he was still showing symptoms of the disease no one would go near him out of fear and disgust, save for his father figure.

nothing can ever go right for this man. its fucking hilarious in the series and makes for some wonderful angst content. i want everyone who has not watched or read One Piece to know that, for half of his 'main' arc, he's carried around like a potato sack by MULTIPLE people. he is a damsel in despair. he didn't even need to be carried, he honestly could've walked, but he had to save that energy so he could take the like 17 lead bullets out of him. he's always getting shot or thrown out a window and he's severely injured more often than not. he's also a doctor/surgeon, one that should be able to cure incurable diseases, yet his pathetic loserboy ass is too busy being emo to worry about the several gunshot wounds and internal bleeding. god help this man but also don't because honestly it's really fucking funny

Ok, FIRST, when he was a tiny frog-disecting little kid, him and his family and island contacted a disease equivalent to cancer BUT his fam didn't die from that. No, no, his parents got gunned down by the military and his little sis was burned alive with the rest of his house, so, yeah, very traumatic, horrific in a way that makes you very angry at yourself and life and want to oh I don't know, kill everyone and everything possible until the day you die, which won't be long because you have cancer after all. Later, after joining a mafia/cult/gang, Law meets Corazon who after like 2 years kidnaps him to try and get him healed and so they spend the next 6 months bonding, WEEEEEE!! Wait, no, NOT weeee because Cora who is now his father-figure DIES having protected and saved him, and thus bruv becomes orphaned not once, not thrice, but TWO very traumatic times! If this isn't an orphan, idk what is……

Anthony Lockwood (Lockwood and Co)

Lockwood (he's known by his surname mostly) is the mysterious, daredevil and charming founder of Lockwood and Co., a detective agency specialised in protecting people from angry -and sometimes sort of hungry- ghosts in a world where they're rampant. His agency is starting small despite Lockwood bragging it's the best in London but get more and more recognition as the series progress and the agents composing them meet success (when they're not on the verge of dying). Lockwood has open manners but hid his painful past from his coworkers to protect himself. He and George, the first teenager he recruited, are quite stunned by Lucy, a country girl who fled to London after disaster striked in her hometown. Thanks to her talent, she quickly becomes known as one of the best ghost fighter in London and finds her place in the small team despite having the same determination to hide her past than Lockwood, which draws him close to her, making George jealous, but Lockwood's manifest good skills in leadership and the three of them become fast friends while unravelling secret truths and risking their lives repeatedly

He has a lot of trauma and a lot of pain but he always smiles and always has a warm and polite attitude; he’s so protective of the ones he loves that it overrides his suicidal tendencies; at the end of the series he starts to heal from his past; he’s hot but has only two braincells.

[somanyratsinthewalls]

Burning Hearts Chapter 17

Pairing: Law x Straw Hat Zoan Type (named) OC 

Summary: You were teleported across the globe in an instant, away from your crew. Your body was badly broken and beaten, thrust into the harsh landscape of a Northern island. You are discovered by the Heart Pirates and brought back to health. Startled upon waking up in a foreign place with an unfamiliar crew, you are shocked with the news that you’ll be spending two years there. Trafalgar Law, the captain of the Heart Pirates has made a promise to train you, but will it become something more than a mentor relationship?

****MINORS DNI***

Taglist: @zoros-fourth-sword @cottoncandyloverrrr @nothing-but-brass @airwolf92

Burning Hearts Chapter 17: Happy Birthday

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Fall had arrived on the island and the air temperature wasn’t the only thing that had turned colder. As the leaves on the trees turned from green to a burnt orange, Law had turned distant not just from you but from the rest of his crew as well. You knew there would be a shift in your dynamic after you lost control and took a chunk out of his arm, but holding a grudge against you didn’t seem like Law’s style… and it wouldn’t explain his indifference towards the other crew members. 

You had a nightmare a few nights ago and found yourself knocking on Law’s bedroom door, looking for comfort in your restless state but you were met with nothing. Another day, you had attempted to drop off breakfast in his office but you were told to “leave it outside” and he would “get to it eventually.” Hours later you walk down the hallway to find it untouched and each delicious morsel you prepared was undisturbed. 

“Hey Bepo,” You ask with a mouth full of peanut butter on a piece of bread from a loaf you freshly baked the day before. “Why is tomorrow’s date on the calendar crossed out all weird?” You point at the calendar on the fridge and tap it with a long fingernail. 

“Oh… well… it doesn’t matter…” Bepo says nervously from the doorframe in the kitchen, twiddling his large clawed thumbs. 

You choke down your breakfast and cock your head. 

“Okay you’re being weird about it and you suck at lying so give it up, big guy.” 

Bepo sighs. 

“That’s the captain’s birthday.” He says finally while staring at the floor. 

“Okay…? That doesn’t explain why it’s blacked out.” 

“Well, he hates his birthday. Insists we ignore it, actually.” 

“Why?” You inquire. 

“He’s always hated it. We never really asked why. We got him a cake one year and he yelled at us before spending the rest of the week alone in his room. We just figured out that it’s best we leave it alone. That’s probably why he’s been weird lately… he knows it's coming up…” Bepo looked distraught. 

“Hating a day of the year seems silly… but I guess so do most of the things he does…” You wash and dry your hands and head past Bepo to return to your room. “Thanks for the info.” 

— — 

“Hmmm… okay steam for fifteen minutes…” You slide your pointer finger down the hand written rice ball recipe to make sure you were getting the correct timings and measurements. 

“What’s cookin’ good lookin’?” A voice calls from the doorway and you turn around to see Shachi coming in to the kitchen, obviously following his nose. 

“Rice balls. They’re not done yet and they’re not for you, so hands off!” You call as you throw the dish towel over your shoulder and fix your apron straps. 

“Oh the captain’s favorite huh? Somebody must be trying to-“ Shachi’s sharp-toothed smile fades once he sees the calendar on the fridge behind you. “Wait… what the hell do you think you’re doing?” 

“What does it look like I’m doing? Making the birthday boy his favorite dinner, idiot.” You return to the stove. 

“I’M the idiot? Are you insane? He’s gonna freak out if you even MENTION his birthday, let alone make him dinner! Do you have a fucking death wish?” Shachi rushes over to you and tries to squeeze behind you to turn the stove off. You swat his hand away from the knob. 

“Will you cool it? Let me do this. If he gets mad at anyone, let him get mad at me. Now get out before you’re an accomplice.” You slap Shachi on the back and push him out of the kitchen. 

You spend another hour in the kitchen diligently molding rice balls into perfect little triangles and arranging them onto the plate in a neat little tower. You smile at your handiwork, but you were still a little apprehensive of how your birthday stunt was going to go over with the grumpy doctor. You grab a piece of paper from the pad next to the fridge and a pen and scribble out a makeshift sign to put next to the meal saying “DO NOT EAT” with an angry face. 

You head to Ikkaku’s room and knock on the door. 

“Come in!”

You push the door open and smile at your friend, immediately heading to her closet. 

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence, my lady?” Ikkaku says sarcastically as she watches you start going through her rack of clothing. 

“Do you still have that black dress? The wrapped one? Kind of a slutty little hemline?” 

“I do, it’s collecting dust in there in the back. And why do we need to get dressed up on a Tuesday evening at home?”

“I have a plan.” You smirk as you retrieve the dress from the back of Ikkaku’s closet. 

“Wait… it’s not… is it? Oh my god, Daisy this is a bad idea. You are severely underestimating how much that man hates his birthday. Haven’t you seen the way he’s been moping around the place lately? You cannot do this!” Ikkaku shouts at you from her position laying on her bed.

“I think you’re severely underestimating how much that man likes rice balls and boobs. Men are simple… even the crazy ones.” You wink as you flit back to your room, dress in hand. 

— — 

You look at yourself in the mirror before you head out to bring your plan to fruition. Ikkaku’s black dress was wrapped tightly around your figure, tied in one bow at the waist holding it all together. The neckline dipped low on your chest and the thigh high hemline made your legs look much longer than normal. You had unbraided your long hair, leaving it in soft waves cascading down your back and shoulders. 

“If this doesn’t work, nothing will.” You say to yourself ask you reach the kitchen and pick up the plate of rice balls you had made earlier. Approaching Law’s door, you swallowed harshly and straightened your dress before knocking. 

*knock knock knock knock*

“Working.” You hear from the other side of the steel door. You sigh and turn the handle anyway. 

“Hey hey!” You say cheerily as you peek your head through a crack in the door. 

“Daisy. Do you need something? Are you hurt?” Law looks up from the mountain of papers on his desk. He meets your eyes. His pale grey eyes were winked in and he looked like he hadn’t slept in days. 

“No no I’m fine! I just though I’d bring you your favorite dinner!” You step fully into Law’s office and present the plate of rice balls with a smile. 

“Oh. I see. Thank you.” 

You walk towards Law’s desk and place the plate down. 

“I thought you could use a nice meal, it being a special day and all…” You let your voice trail off  as you sit down carefully in the leather armchair directly across from him. 

“What did you say?” Law furrows his brow. 

“I know you hate your birthday, Law, but you have to learn to let people do nice things for you.” 

“Who asked you to do this? Who told you today was my birthday?” Law raises his voice and you can see the anger in his face. “I don’t want fucking shit done for my birthday, and it’s clear you knew that and made a big deal out of it anyway!” 

You maintain your composure. 

“A plate of rice balls isn’t exactly making a big deal about it, Law.” You roll your eyes. “You’re so afraid of people being nice to you that you scream at them for making you dinner on your birthday. Your crew loves you, they care about you. You make sure they’re safe and happy every other day of the year, why can’t you let them treat you for one day?” 

“I… I can’t.” Law looks down at his hands on the desk. 

“Why? Is it so hard to believe people care about you?” You ask. 

“I just can’t!” Law slams his fists down on the desk. You jump a bit, but remain steadfast. 

“Fine, if you can’t accept that your crew cares, what about me then?” You say as you rise from the chair and walk towards the side of Law’s desk, getting closer to him. 

“W-what do you mean?” Law looks at you from his seated position behind the desk. 

“Maybe I can show you how much I care…” You reach to your side and untie the bow holding the dress together. You unreel the dress from your body, slowly revealing a black lace bra, matching panties and a garter belt you had picked up sneakily last time you went clothes shopping in town. 

“D-Daisy-“ Law stutters as his eyes widen in shock at your nearly naked form leaning against his desk. 

You move towards him and swing your leg over his lap to straddle him before he had a chance to protest. 

“You’ll let me show you, yeah?” You cup his face in both hands to make him look up at you, his goatee tickling your palms. The look in Law’s eyes had changed from anger to vulnerability. 

“Yes…” He pants up at you. 

You respond by slamming your lips onto his in a passionate kiss. Law grunts in response before grabbing your torso with cold hands, making you shudder. You snake one of your hands to the back of his neck and the other wrapped itself in his hair, lightly pulling on the black strands. Law hums in appreciation of your boldness and slides his hands down to cup your exposed ass. 

After a few more minutes of making out, Law starts grinding your hips onto his in a desperate attempt to feel more of you. He pulls away from your lips, a messy string of saliva still connecting the two of you when he speaks. 

“I-is it getting hot in here?” He asks shakily. 

“I don’t know, just take me to bed.” You say as you place more kisses along his chiseled jaw. 

“Room…” 

And in flash off blue light, you and Law were locked in a frenzied kiss again, but this time you were on top of him in his bed. Law leans up and rips his shirt off his head, knocking his hat to the floor in the process. He leans into you and starts mouthing wet kisses into the base of your neck. 

“Off… Please…” Law gasps against your neck as his hands fumble with the clasp of your bra behind your back. 

“Let me help.” You giggle and reach around behind you and undo the clasp yourself, your breasts spilling out into Law’s face as you toss your bra to his bedroom floor. Law was completely frozen with his hands on your lower back as he gazed at your naked tits. “You can touch them you know, you don’t have to just look…” 

Law is shaken out of his daze and raises his hands to gingerly grope at your boobs, squeezing and pinching at the soft flesh. 

“C-can I kiss them?” Law whispers and looks up at you sitting on his lap. 

“Mmhmm…” You coo as you stroke his face with one hand. You gently draw his face into your left breast and he latches onto your nipple hungrily. He groans and you sigh and throw you head back at the feeling of his lips wrapped around your sensitive bud. 

Law pulls back from sucking your tit and uses both of his chilly hands to squeeze your breasts together and let the flesh jiggle in his hands. 

“You’re so fucking perfect…” Law sighs out as he is mesmerized by your breasts, cherry pink nipples erect and begging for him to bite and tease them. 

“Law… Please… Need you…” You grind your hips down hard onto his denim clad bulge, desperate for more stimulation. 

Suddenly, you’re flipped over onto your back and Law is hovering over you. 

“I need you too…” Law says to you frantically as he captures your lips in a heated kiss again. He leaves your lips to trail sloppy kisses down your neck to reach your chest again. He laves his tongue over your nipple and you mewl out as his hands caress your naked sides. 

You feel beads of sweat forming on your forehead and between your breasts. 

“Maybe it is hot in here…” You pant out. 

“Gotta get you out of these…” Law grunts as he rips your black panties and garters off your body, not caring about how many berries you spent on them, he was too desperate to have you naked in his bed.  Once you were bare, he leaned back down to kiss and bite at your lower stomach. 

“Shit… Law…” You whimper out as he gets closer to where you’ve really been craving him. 

*WHAM*

The metal door to the office is slammed open. 

“CAPTAIN THE BOILER’S BROKEN AGAIN!!!”

“Shit! Room!”

You had no idea what happened. You had heard the door open and Bepo’s voice from the adjoining office… and now you were fully nude and fully aroused alone in your own bed in your own room. 

— —

“What the fuck is the problem?” Law shouts as he springs from his bed. 

“Captain! Thank god you’re up! I see you noticed how hot it is, too!” Bepo looks Law up and down. 

“What the hell are you talking about?” “Well the boiler’s on the fritz again and the place is heating up like crazy. I thought you noticed… your shirt and hat are off and you’re all red…” 

“Oh.. well yeah I guess it is hot in here…” Law looks down at his bare, flushed chest. “What are you waiting for then? Let me get dressed and we’ll fix it.” 

“Aye aye, Captain.” Bepo turns to retreat to the boiler room. 

“And Bepo?”

“Yes, Captain?” Bepo cranes his neck to look at Law.

“Please be sure to knock. Even in emergencies.” 

--

*A/N sorry these are taking forever to write! grad school is back in session so I've been crazy busy! But thank you to those who are still interested and keep coming back! Thanks and love ya :)*

[pocket-jack]

"Law accidentally Shumbles him and Luffy (how did that even happened?)"

Law(Luffy): Wow! I'm so tall! And cool! "Touches the beard" Wow! So that's how the beard really feels??? So itchy!.. "Looks at hands" Oooooohhhh! The real tattoos! I thought you feel the ink inside all the time, but no! That's cool! "Touching himself everywhere" I'm so hairy, hehe!

Luffy(Law): "Stands completely still to comprehend the situation he's in, but it's just looks like he's so fucking horrified" .....

Luffy(Law): "Carefully looks at his fingers and moves them a little" (Okay.... Be calm, Law.... Everything is going to be ok... No need to panic.... You can fix it... Deep breaths.... No need for panic attacks or stressing the fuck out)

Luffy(Law): Luffy-ya.

Law(Luffy): "Looks at him with the most dumbest smile you could imagine" Yes?

Luffy(Law): ... Don't. Fucking look at me like that, when you're in my body.

Law(Luffy): Oh. Yes! Of course! Hold up! Let me prepare my best Traffy expression!

Luffy(Law): Luffy-ya. No. Don't you fucking dare.

Law(Luffy): Ghm-ghm! "With the voice much deeper than Law's voice" Straw Hat-ya, let's make un alliance. I'm Traffy. I have a big sword. I hate bread and I love my crewmate Bepo and Straw Hat-ya!

Luffy(Law): "Disgusted" STOP.

Law(Luffy): "Continues to make a Law expression" Don't worry! I'm a doctor! Room! "Accidentally activated the Room" Wow!

Luffy(Law): BE CAREFUL, IDIOT! Don't cause any mayhem with my body! And DO NOT hurt it! Change us back! Quick!

Law(Luffy): .... "Smiles mischievously"

Luffy(Law): Luffy-ya. Don't you fucking dare.

Law(Luffy): Alright, how did you do that?... Oh yeah! Room! "Teleports"

Luffy(Law): "Stands here completely shocked"

Their crew's stands completely shocked:

Nami: Ok..... We have... Widely smiling Law. And annoyed as hell Luffy.

Sanji: And real Luffy just stole... Kidnapped Trafalgar's body with its whole Ope-Ope arsenal.

Robin: And won't stop probably for a while.

Zoro: Wow, Luffy in Law's body. This is a world scale catastrophe

Penguin: Dammit! Why are you standing here!? We need to find Law's body and make Straw-Hat change them back! Oi, Bepo! You're the first mate, do something!

Bepo: .... "Blushed" Captain loves me

Penguin and Shachi: YOU'RE AN IDIOT!!

Meanwhile Luffy(Law): AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

"Continue to be?..."

[eleventh-mugiwara]

You might find it odd that Trafalgar Law doesn't like bread, but you have to remember that this man hates fun, so it tracks.

[vinnoa-articles]

Undying Memory

[Image by Eiichiro Oda]

Rating: Anyone

Word count: 3,611

Type: Angst

Characters: reader (anyone), Trafalgar Law, Bepo, Heart Pirates

Trigger warnings/content: Spoilers! Death, illness, mourning, a lot of swearing, trauma

Note: The Heart Pirates live on a submarine called the Polar Tang. The crewmates are Law (captain and doctor), Bepo, Penguin, Jean Bart, Clione, Shachi, Ikkaku, Uni and Hakugan. Everyone is a human, except Bepo. Bepo is Law's favorite, as Bepo is a huge white polar bear that talks. Law has a huge soft spot for him. Corazon, is a person that strongly influenced Law's life. He was an adult figure that helped Law survive when he was young. Something to note!

“I would hate being flung in the ocean and not being able to swim. That would be the worst death,” Penguin smiled as he chewed on a small bread roll. “Thinking of it makes my skin crawl, you know? Especially with all the creatures in the deep.”

“Hm, thinking about how I would die is too stressful. Would rather live in the now, and when I go, I go. Living happily till the very end is my dream! I would hate knowing how or even when I would die, ya know? I think I would rather never know, what do you think, cap? Cap?” There was snapping of fingers, that brought back Law’s attention as he could smell a roll of bread being placed under his nose. “Man, besides, even if I die, I would never want to get a do over. I want others to move on and be happy, and carry on my memories with them!”

“Ugh!” Law flinched as he nearly tumbled out of his chair. The whole crew laughed, some smacking their hands on the table. “God I fucking hate bread, don’t you ever do that again.”

“Sure captain, it seems you are about to take a bite out of it,” both Uni and Y/N laughed, almost force feeding the bread to the captain. Law glared, as he put his hand out in front of him.

“Did you two want to switch bodies for a day? I would gladly make that happen for you two.” Uni and Y/N switched up their tone very quickly, laughing nervously with the threat against their souls.

“No no!” Uni scrambled to find the words. “We were just joking! R-right Y/N?”

“Yeah yeah! Besides, we knew how to get your attention. We have been asking for your opinion for a while now.” Y/N smiled as they finished their statement. Law raised his eyebrow, trying to remember what they just said.

“Which was…?” Waiting for one of his crewmates to answer his question.

“What is your reaction to dying? Or if you knew you were going to die?” Y/N stated nonchalantly, yet the crew members looked a little tense. Law sighed and placed his arms on the table, propping up his head with his right arm as he drummed his right hand’s fingers on the wooden table.

“I almost died once,” he stated. Looking down almost as he remembered Corazon, maybe he was supporting him in spirit somewhere. The Heart Pirates looked uncomfortable, not knowing if the captain was going to snap or was going to do something brash. Law looked at Y/N, to see they looked a little ashamed for asking.

“S…sorry captain. I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s alright Y/N-ya,” his eyes trying to meet theirs to at least calm their nerves a little. Though it pained him to remember his past, it was something he should be able to talk about. “After the disease in my body nearly killed me, I ate this fruit. Seeing everyone die around me, made me lose hope.” His voice dipping a little lower, it stung, remembering his past. The amber lead poisoning on the island. Making everyone sick, his parents getting killed, his friends and people he was close to getting shot or dying in general. He wanted the whole world to burn. “I hated the world for its cruelness. The government hid that our island was mining something deadly, nearly and slowly killing everyone on the island. But…” Law glanced around at the crew to see what their reactions were. Bepo, Penguin, Jean Bart and Clione were on the brink of tears, as Shachi, Ikkaku, Uni and Hakugan glanced around at each other, unsure as to what to say or to do. Law sighed, and leaned back in his chair to ease the tension with his posture. “Guys, its fine. I am here right now aren’t I?” The crew slightly smiled, seeing as Law was usually tense, it seemed he was more relaxed. “Well, someone sacrificed their life for me, let's just say. And now, I have you guys. I don’t really want people to die if I can help it. If I am going to die though, I will fight with everything I got.”

“Captain!” Majority of his crew got up from the table to hug and pile on top of him. Ikkaku kind of shrugged but felt relieved. Why did he just reveal his feelings to everyone? It is not as if he doesn’t trust them, but rather it wasn’t really necessary.

“Ack, get off me!” Law squirming to get out of the hugs and rubbing up of his Heart Pirates, as he was trying to shove them off. “I was just saying my opinion god dammit!” The whole crew started to laugh, even the new recruit, Y/N.

Their smile was everything, the adventures that they went on with him was what made him chuckle. He had to admit, he didn’t want to show his vulnerable side with anyone, yet he somehow did with them. This warm aura emanated whenever they danced, talked with Bepo, and navigated the seas with Penguin. Nothing really could stop this crew, this feeling should never end.

Right?

“Captain!” Uni came up to salut, “I don’t really see a need to be on this island.” Law rolled his eyes, his sword slung over his shoulder. Bepo’s feet running far ahead of Law just to find the delicious fruit on the island.

“Don’t you see that we have to explore this place?” Law nearly shouted in his crewmate’s face. “Besides, Bepo, Y/N-ya and Jean Bart wanted to see if there are any supplies we could nab.” Y/N picked up a dainty blue flower, dragging their fingers across the stem and hissing from the texture. Law only saw their reaction and shook their head.

“Here ya go cap! It matches your pants!” Teasing them on their fashion, but Law gently held the flower by the sepal, seeing the stem having speckled yellow and black spots made him weary. However, it was from a crewmate and he had never seen this flower before so of course he tucked it in his back pocket.

“Woohoo! Fruit!” The fluffy white bear ran as far as everyone could see.

“No wait! Lemme come with!” Y/N grasping onto the bear to ride on Bepo’s back. A trail of dust following their pathway. “Come on guys!” Y/N was shouting with such excitement, it put the rest of the crew’s mind at ease. Law shook his head a little, but sighed as the whole crew had not had any fun in a very long time anyway. This little island of paradise was just what they needed.

“Well, I am going to get back on the ship to brush up on some research. If you see any herbs or roots, grab some for me will ya? I need to make some medicine anyway in case anything happens.” Law thinking that anything could happen on the seas. Other than pirates, there are animals, food, plants, alloys, and many more things that could come their way. 

“But captain, I don’t really know what to really grab,” Uni said, scratching his head to relieve the stress of the request he just heard. Law grumbled, but it was true, only he really knew what he truly needed at the end. He might as well grab it himself.

“Alright alright, keep an eye on the sub ‘aight? I’ll be back in about an hour,” he said, trying not to show a bit of annoyance in his voice. Law shook his head, this was his time to enjoy some time away from the loud crew. The weeds and brush were thick, the trunks of trees were a subdued brown, as the leaves rustled above his head, grazing his white leopard print hat. His backpack hanging off his left shoulder, gently hitting his back in rhythm as he continued to walk around the island. Plenty of herbs were found right near the shore, along with some poisonous ones that he made sure to use his abilities to transport them back onto the ship. Using his powers for something so small was a waste, but it was easier than walking back and forth to the ship. He knelt down to grab a flower similar to the one Y/N handed to him but it had orange petals instead of blue, it was small and thin, before he touched it there were fine spikes on the stem. Using his Ope-Ope fruit powers, he transported it quickly into his backpack as he was a little far to use his powers to bring them back onto the ship.

“...tain…cap…captain!”

“Hm?” Law’s head turned to the direction of a huge boulder, there was something coming. What is that? Bringing his sword to his hip, he was ready to fight in case. It was big, it was coming towards him. It was-

“Captain! It’s…it’s-” Bepo was in severe distress, his eyes full of worry and tears running down his face. Within his paws, was something. He couldn’t see exactly what it was, but he had to make sure. “It’s Y/N…they are sick!”

“What?” Almost dropping his sword, he ran towards Bepo and Y/N in his arms. Their eyes were rolled into the back of their head, they were shaking and jerking around as if possessed. “We need to get onto the sub, now,” starting to run back to the shore. Bepo’s cries were loud, followed by a few sniffles.

“Captain, I am so sorry! I should have-”

“Don’t worry about that right now, we need to get them on the ship now!” There was no time, Y/N was just fine not even an hour ago and now they looked like they were on the brink of becoming a zombie. “Shit, stay with us.”

“Oi, oi, oi! Stay with us!” Law gently checks Y/N’s eyes for at least some response on his ship. Shaking them, then checking their pulse to see if there were any clear symptoms of what it could be. “What the hell happened?!” Panic set in, as Y/N was shaking violently, jerking around on the bed and fighting the restraints.

“I don’t know! We ran around, then we ate some fruit, then ate some fresh sea urchin, and then they fainted into the water,” the frantic polar bear helping Law strap in Y/N’s legs to prevent them from kicking around.

“Shit, Bepo, tell the rest of the crew to not step foot on that island until I say so. Understand? Tell them not to come in here either!” With hesitation and disappointment, Bepo nodded and ran out of the medical room to warn the others. “Dammit, stay with me here,” Law glanced around for his stethoscope, putting it on to hear Y/N’s heartbeat. It was beating insanely fast, then slow, then back up too fast. There was no way of knowing what happened, maybe he could guess, but there was no time. “Ugh fuck!” Law was sweating, there was no way he was going to let someone die on his watch, not this time.

“Boss!” Bepo bursted in, nearly making Law fall from stress and panic. “This was on my clothes right near where Y/N was grabbing onto!” Bepo showed in his big paw, a recognizable flower with orange petals with some spikes missing on one side of the stem. There were no allergies that Y/N had, that at least he knew of. Even when they had a reaction, Law was able to give them a quick antidote and they were full of smiles and laughter moments later. His eyes grew wide, pointing at a table nearby, if it was any other flower that he had made medicine from, this had to work.

“That has got to be it. It doesn’t seem to penetrate your skin or work on animals,” saying it quickly as his mind was turning gears. “Bepo, crush the flower and add the herb from the green vial, only 10 grams of it okay? Then the one with the purple and red label, put a small amount in, do 3 grams, it's very potent.” Commanding the poor bear with such a stressful task, as the animal trembled.

“But captain-”

“Please, I trust you. I know you’ll do it fine. Just breathe and focus. There are scales near there, and once you crush it up, add some water and hand it to me please,” nodding to instill some confidence in the bear. Bepo gritted his teeth and nodded, he understood and got to work. Carefully measured with his big paw as best he can, the sounds of the mortar and pestle crushing the herbs and the flower against the rock slowly become small rattles. On Law’s end, Y/N’s whites started to turn blue, it was nothing Law had ever seen before. “Shit…please,” pressing his palm against their forehead. It was getting hot, then icy cold, back to hot again. This was nothing he had ever witnessed. The image of his family and friends flashed before his eyes, along with Corazon. “Fuck, please stay awake for me.” There was a quick tap on his shoulder, and the bear presented a purple hued soup like liquid in the mortar. Law pried open Y/N’s blue lips to signal to his crewmate to force feed it to the sick patient. After nearly spilling it all over, they got the majority of it in their mouth, and Law forced their jaw close and held it. There was a gulp sound, then silence. Their movements were still violent, but their heartbeat he could feel through his fingertips were becoming more even. A minute or two later, the whites of their eyes slowly started to turn from blue to more of a gray tone, their movements slowing down until there was nothing. It was tense, the silence and the lack of movement. Their eyes fluttered shut, but back open again. Their pupils darted around to grasp the situation.

“Cap?” They gasped out. A sigh of relief was forced out of Law and Bepo’s throat. They had been holding their breath to see if it had worked. It had, so far. Law tried to get some of something out, a sentence, a word, a sound even. His hands grasped at air, leaning closer and closer. It felt like an eon passed, when did he feel this worried; this sad? When he rescued Bepo? Jean Bart? There was warmth in his arms, hugging Y/N, welcoming them back to the light. “Erm…I…well,” they were unsure. Patting Law’s arm, their tears welling up and spilling over their cheeks. They were scared of what happened, “fuck, Law. I was so scared.” Law buried his face into Y/N’s shoulder. It’s been awhile since he felt his heart ache towards someone, being unable to do anything when he couldn’t control the situation.

“It’s okay now. It’s okay, you are safe.” Bepo already knew how the captain was, he knew Law was hiding his tears. Trying to be strong himself. “Just rest for now, I can tell the others that you are alright.” The soft tickling of their hair tickled his nose, raising his head to look behind Y/N. He could not look at their face, their puffy faced scared look. “Stay right here okay? I’ll get you some tea from the kitchen personally. Your favorite aight, Y/N-ya?” Y/N lied down, but quickly grasped his shirt, so weakly that he could see the fabric slipping out of their fingers.

“Y…yeah, Law…I still feel weak, and as if I can’t breathe,” weakly smiling. “It doesn’t hurt as much though!” Coughing a little, their eyes still a grayish hue, their face still pink from their crying session they just had. “I was so scared to die, I really would not be ready to die right now. Ironic that we talked about that at the table, huh? Would hate for my last moments to be just crying right?” Everyone in the room chuckled, as Law ruffled Y/N’s hair. “I feel a little numb though, but other than that I don’t feel pain.”

“Alright, well Bepo will keep an eye on you as I grab the tea, alright?” There was a hum in understanding from the patient. Their eyes closed, as their breathing was labored. “Okay, Bepo,” turning to face Bepo, “keep an eye on them. ‘Alright?” The bear saluted, and stood up next to Y/N, making sure that he was following every little order since it was a special recovery. Law turned around on his heels and walked out of the room, gently closing the door. There was a lot on his mind, that stupid flower, the panic of his crewmate getting insanely sick, thinking of all those things as he grabbed the bag of tea and started to walk back. The door made small screeches from the hinges, his head hung low to hide his smile under his hat.

“Boss!” Bepo’s voice was loud, clear, shrill even. “They-...they…AH!” Looking up, to see that Y/N was no longer breathing, their cheeks shining from their tears. 

“Oi! What happened?”

“I- I don’t know! You left and they said something and I could smell that they passed. I don’t-” The bear was frantic. There was no way, just a mere seconds, they passed on the bed. No way in his mind. He had everything, he at least thought the remedy would work. Law could use his powers to revive this crewmate back in exchange for his own life. “Law don’t! They wouldn’t want you to do it!”

“Fuck! Fucking dammit! Why? Why is life so cruel?!” The doctor’s hands slamming down on the bed, then knocking over his equipment. There was anger, frustration, sadness, and hatred in his veins. “Please tell me I didn’t fuck up! Please…” There was the sound of sobs, metal clanging from the instruments hitting the floor. He felt something in his pocket, and he pulled it out, revealing the flower that was given to him. “Ouch!” His fingers were pricked by the stem, as he could feel his body jolt in pain. “Bepo!” Plucking two petals from the flower, “fuck, I need you to do the same shit that you just did-”

“Captain, what do you-”

“Listen to me!” Law’s voice started to get sharp, gasping for air in his lungs. His blood felt like needles in his limbs. “I…fuck,” Bepo could see what was going on. It was all too familiar, the sight of his captain falling into the same symptoms as someone else that met their demise in the room they were sitting in. Without hesitation, the bear got to work, feeling more comfortable with what he just did, making the soup but the color was different. The oil slick liquid looked like magic, a magical liquor almost. “Ack!” Fuck, he could feel himself withering away, the numbness, the pain, his thoughts were slowly turning into nothingness.

“Captain?”

“Huh?” Law woke up, lying in his quarters, with a rag on his forehead. Moving his hands and feet, it must have been a dream. All of his crewmates around him, worried, hovering above his bed frame. They nearly all pounced him, until he said one thing. “Where is Y/N?” A hush, a sudden stop to all noise. “They are okay, right?”

“Captain, they passed away…” Jean Bart spoke up. There was no way it did happen.

“Shit! No!” Law getting up from his bed and running down the corridor, he did not care if he had to see their face. It was a crewmate that brought smiles upon the Polar Tang. There was something that needed to be said. Slamming open the door, he saw the body, yet there were flowers popping up from where their heart was. The room smelled fragrant of both death and yet floral. As if a funeral had happened on the ship. Grasping Y/N’s small wrist, he knew that they were long gone…two weeks in fact. He had been out for two weeks, the remedy worked on him, yet he fed a poison to someone else, rapidly speeding up the process of their end. His cries were heard all across the submarine. This was the only time he could show his weakness. The only time that he had wished he told them, deep down, admitting finally that he loved him. The joy they brought, the stupid arguments, the moments he was saved when he fell into the sea, when they force fed him bread, and many more moments.

“Captain, I know you miss them, but I think they still would be happy for you,” Uni stated as Law glanced out of the window. “Besides, we fulfilled their dream of just having a fun time, all the way till the end!”

“Yeah…I know,” thinking about this moment, this fuck up that had happened a year ago. Reminiscing on their words. “So, you want us to be happy, and carry on your memories with us, huh?” His crewmate looked at him confused, trying to understand what he just said. Seeing that his crewmate was lost, Law sighed then smiled a little. “Oi, we can’t be sulking around! We have to continue. Besides, Y/N would not want that for us right?” Getting up from the table, nearly knocking over a vase on his desk. “Shit”, his hand standing up the vase that held an all too familiar flower, the one that sprouted upon the crew’s heart. “We will be back, Y/N. Promise.”