#law is an alpha

[eustasskiddsprosthetic]

we are so back sabolaw nation

That's right, lads. I'm working on something new! I still ship them!!

Omegaverse. What if omega Sabo and alpha Law? Sabo has this warm, spicy smell like medicinal oils and Law smells like soap and shampoo mixed with rubbing alcohol.

Sabo doesn't like his scent. He thinks it's too hot and irritating. Most alphas don't like that but Ace and Luffy think it suits him. Feisty, Ace said with a suggestive smile. Cool! Luffy said with bright eyes.

Sabo's a fierce and highly self-reliant omega. Alongside that, Law's an awkward but respectful alpha. They grow to trust each other.

Law opens up about his interests first, which makes Sabo share his dreams about putting his architecture degree to good use to build omega safe houses. Law then shares about his background, about how Cora-san's an omega and why he liked Sabo's scent.

“I had a feeling this place smelt familiar when I first moved in. It’s a very warm smell. The closest thing I could think of is ginger, but it’s not really the same.”

“So it’s not terrible,” Sabo quipped.

“Not at all,” Law said, surprised Sabo would even think that. 

He continued, “It reminds me of the incense my grandfather burns to honour the dead and the medicinal oils I use whenever I get cramps. It’s a very Asian smell. That’s what I meant when I said I didn’t expect you to smell like that. I didn’t think I’d get to smell that again in a country full of white people. It’s nice. It reminds me of my childhood.”

I think this is the moment that Sabo finally fell in love... Anyways, enjoy my wips below. I think I cooked!

[jadewritesficshere]

Just thinking about s4 but when Alpha!Eddie grabs Steve to shove the bottle against his neck, he doesn't realize Steve is an omega and accidentally scruffs him. And Steve is just boneless, kinda goes down. And Eddie isn't expecting deadweight and almost falls ontop of Steve but realizes what's happening (let's just say he's fought off a few bullies who scruffed members of his pack). He immediately drops the bottle and holds onto Steve, who tries to scent Eddie. Just shoves his face into Eddie's neck and nuzzles it, lets out a purr unintentionally.

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Marcus Law by Ira Giorgetti

[short-honey-badger]

Trouble Sleeping

This is pure filthy smut, that's literally it. I hope you enjoy!

Warnings! Smut SMut Smut! ABO universe as well. It's been a looong time since I've written for it. Pre time skip Law btw!

Pairings: Alpha! Trafalger D. Water Law x Omega! Reader

Summary: You notice that your captain hasn't slept in the past couple of days, so you offer to help him relax.

Part 2 ->

Masterlist.

It’s been what? Two? Three days since the last time Law had gotten a decent night’s rest? If it wasn’t the nightmares keeping him up every time he closed his eyes, then it was his incessant need to plan. To go over the research the alpha had begun to gather about Punk Hazard and Ceasar’s operation. It was all to get closer to Doflamingo of course, but Trafalgar would give anything not to have to deal with the disgusting scientist. 

And to get some rest, but the pirate doubted that would come anytime soon. 

Law wipes his eyes, pushing away from his desk and closing the thick folder of compiled notes. He needed a break, maybe even something to eat, too. The alpha’s stomach grumbled at the thought of food and he stood from his desk, grabbing his hat and fixing it properly on his head.

As he walked through the walls of familiar walls of the Polar Tang, Law thought about the newest member of his crew. While he wasn’t in the habit of picking up strays, you had piqued his interest when you wouldn’t stop bugging him and his crew about learning medicine. To quench his curiosity, Law had allowed you to come on board, and you have been a dutiful student ever since. And despite what Penguin and Shachi liked to think, it was not because you were a pretty omega in need asking for his help. Trafalgar liked to think he was better than his alpha instincts. 

Ah. Speaking of the omega, Law could smell your honeysuckle scent just around the corner. You must been in the galley. 

Law spots you at one of the tables in the corner, nose stuck in a medical text and a half-empty plate of whatever the cooks had made tonight. On a whim, he decides to grab a cup of coffee and his own serving and joins you at your table. You jump when he sets his plate down, but your expression brightens the moment you notice that it is your captain sitting across from you.

“Evening, Cap’n,” you greet, and Law finds his shoulders relaxing when he catches your scent again. It is warm and welcoming, soothing his frayed nerves with ease. 

“_-ya,” Law rumbles back in greeting and meets your eyes, smirking when he notices you watching him. He isn’t surprised when you speak up, but he doesn’t expect you to sound so concerned. 

“Have ya been gettin’ enough sleep Cap’n? Not ta speak out of turn, but you don’t look so good. A-and I’ve seen you roamin’ the halls more than usual,” you’re blushing when you finish, but Law finds your rambling endearing and doesn’t bother lying to you like he might others.

“Not really, little medic, but you shouldn’t worry about me. I’ll be fine,” He assures you and then sips his coffee. He glances over to see that the omega doesn’t look very satisfied with his answer, and his instincts make themselves known when he catches a whiff of hot displeasure in your scent. 

Before Trafalgar can do much and possibly make a fool of himself, you speak up again. 

“Well, is there anything that I can do to help?” the omega asks, and Law pauses, arm stalling midair, fork halfway to his mouth. Despite the innocent way you ask the question, his mind goes straight to the gutter, and the pirate captain sees you on your knees in his bed, face down and ass up, presenting beautifully for him. Law can hear the way your cute accent whispers his name, pretty eyes glistening with tears as you beg him for his cock. 

“Cap’n? You okay, there?” A cool hand on his forehead and your soft voice bring the alpha out of his daydream, and he flushes even more at having been caught zoning out like that. 

“Ah, sorry about that, _-ya. Just tired, like I said,” Law murmurs and sets his fork down to hide his face behind his cup of coffee. You assure him that he is fine and tentatively go back to your book when it seems like Law isn’t going to answer your question. 

In reality, the alpha is pondering your question. It was a fact that omegas were able to put alphas in a calming state. Usually, Law wouldn’t mention it, but you had asked if you could do anything for him, and your omega pheromones would most likely do the trick and put him to sleep. 

“You know what,” Law begins and you jerk your head up to look at him, surprised that he’d spoken up, “I think you can help me out, little medic. If you’re done here?”

Your eyebrows jump up, and then the little omega is nodding, a happy smile painting your lips. Law watches you stand and close your book, tucking it under your arm and then tossing your cleaned plate in the sink at the back of the room. He follows your path, and then Law is leading you out of the kitchen and back to his office. 

The alpha keeps going, opening up the door in his office that connects to his bedroom. You tentatively follow after him, and Law’s alpha rumbles in satisfaction at having such a pretty omega in his room. His scent, clean and fresh with a hint of steel, coats everything, and Law quietly hopes that it sticks with you after you leave his room. 

Trafalgar doesn’t think twice about tossing his hat to the side and shrugging off his shirt. His jeans are replaced by a pair of soft sweats, and when he looks at you, your face is bright red, eyes wide in shock. Your scent sweetens with a hint of arousal and Law smirks, it’s a surprise, but not unwelcome.

“You’ve learned a lot while you’ve been here, _-ya. So you know that omegas can manipulate their scents to calm down the other sex in tense situations. It works better when they have been near one another for long periods of time. I’d like for you to do that for me if you’re comfortable with that.” 

Law watches the omega as you think, but it doesn’t take you long to come to a decision. You set your book aside and give him a shy, unsure smile. 

“Got another pair of sweatpants? Jeans aren’t very comfortable to lay down in.”

The alpha chuckles and then sets about finding another pair of sweats. A dark, possessive part of him is delighted at the sight of you standing in his room with a pair of too-big sweatpants, and Law has to fight down the almost overwhelming need to pull you into his bed to scent you. Instead, like the gentleman he is trying to be, Law pulls back the covers of his bed and stands back, offering for you to crawl in first. 

“Make yourself comfortable,” the alpha drawls, and watches with lidded eyes as you slip into his his bed. He follows after and cuts the lights with a flick of his fingers and the use of his devil fruit. Law hears you suck in a sharp breath when he settles in beside you, laying on his side and tossing an arm over your hip. He emits his own calming pheromones and blinks at the back of your head when you take deep, shuddering breaths of his scent. 

The alpha hadn’t expected you to do that, but the sight of you breathing in his scent made his hold on you tighten, and Law pulled you back into his chest, leaning down to bury his face in your hair. He hums when you lift your leg, and he slips his thigh in between your legs, bringing the two of you impossibly closer. 

After that, it is easy for the two of you to relax, honeysuckle and steel mixing to create a unique scent that represents the alpha and omega. Being surrounded by the combined scent leaves Law feeling drowsy, eyes fluttering shut as he shoves his face closer to the scent gland on your neck, desperate for more of that sweet honeysuckle. You squirm for half a second and then settle again, content to help out your captain where you can.

Neither of you expects to fall asleep, but when Law wakes, he feels far more refreshed than he has in a long time. He cracks open his eyes and takes in the new position the two of you shifted to in sleep. Trafalgar lays on his back and the little omega has sprawled over his chest, your face pressed into the hollow of his throat, and arms wrapped around his neck. His arms are wrapped securely around your waist, and Law smiles when you mutter softly and shift in your sleep.

Law contemplates going back to sleep, but then you shift again, and all thoughts of sleep fly out of his mind when your hip brushes against his cock. He fights back a groan, tattooed hands flexing and digging into your soft skin. Fuck. He wants you. He wants your attention, and your pretty eyes and plush mouth on him all the time. The alpha wants to bite you, sink his teeth into your nape, and claim you as his. 

He rolls, trapping you under him, and you wake with a gasp, eyes flying open to stare at your captain who looms above you. He looks frightening in the low light of his room, but the way his scent is wrapped around you is nothing but comforting. You aren’t scared of this dangerous alpha. 

“_-ya,” Law growls your name, dipping down to press his brow against your own, eyes catching yours and glowing with hot arousal, “You did so well for me. Helping me get some rest. Let me reward such a good omega.” 

The way your scent turns hot and sticky with arousal is enough of an answer for Law. He turns his head, keeping himself held up with one arm as the other grips your jaw. Trafalgar’s lips meet your own in a steamy kiss. He smooths his thumb up, catching your bottom lip and tugging it down, pulling your mouth open enough to slip his tongue inside. 

You whine under him, hands digging into his hair to the point of pain, but it only makes the alpha groan into the kiss. Law’s dick throbs in his pants, so he moves, grinding up into the welcoming heat between his legs. The friction is delicious, but it isn’t enough. 

Law lifts himself up, breaking the kiss and leaving you winded. Your pupils are blown, and your mouth is bright red from the way his facial hair has rubbed against your skin. He shimmies down, hands finding the waistband of the sweats you wear and hooking his fingers under them. He makes sure to catch the other elastic band he feels and tugs the pants and your underwear down in one fell swoop. 

“Fuck, you smell so good, Baby,” Law rumbles and shoves his face in the slope of your right, lips mouthing at the minor scent glands there. You cry out and grp his hair even harder, eyes blown wide as you watch him breathe you in, “Like honey and warm desserts.” 

“Y-you smell good too, Cap’n,” You whisper, voice shaking as you try and deal with the pleasure that Law smothers you with, “Clean and fresh. I like it.” 

A low growl erupts in the room and Law rewards your compliment by flattening his tongue and licking a stripe along your entire cunt. The alpha groans at the taste, your slick is just as sweet as you smell, and Trafalgar regrets never asking you to his room sooner. He grabs your hips, lifting them so that he can point his tongue and shove it deep into your leaking hole. 

You wail, curses falling from your lips as you buck your hips against his face, seeking that burning pleasure that only Law can give you. The alpha drinks from you, lewd slurping sounds filling the room until you are bowing forward and pulling him off your cunt. 

Law’s face is soaked in your juices, and he bares his teeth at you for pushing him away. He would know if he’d made you come, and he looks at you to demand an answer. 

“I want you to fuck me, Cap’n,” You say and it stalls Law in his tracks. Your eyes shine with want and you grip his shoulders, nails digging in, “I- I want to come on your cock, not your tongue.” 

The pirate can’t get his pants off fast enough. His lanky legs end up getting tangled in his sweats, but you patiently extract the fabric and toss them to the floor. Your mouth waters at the sight of his cock, and slick leaks out of you to stain Law’s sheets. The alpha’s dick is the perfect specimen, thick at the base, knot looking inflated already. His length tapers up slightly, only to end in a silky head that leaks with precum. 

“Get on your knees, Baby. Present for me, yeah?” Law orders and you scramble to obey, brain mush with alpha pheromones that leave you feeling fuzzy. 

His omega rolls to their knees, thighs parted in a wonderful display of trust. You bite the pillow under you, whining when your senses are overwhelmed with the scent of your Captain. Tears leak from your eyes and a low cry escapes you when Law drapes himself over your back, cock slotting between your legs and dragging over your pussy. 

Law ruts against you, coating his dick in your slick until his member is nice and soaked. He leans back enough to grab the base, angling it up to run the head of his cock through your folds. You sob at the feeling, back arching and hips shaking in search of him. 

“Please, Law. I’m wet enough, just put it in,” You whine and the alpha growls at the way you beg him. His tip catches your entrance on his neck stroke, and Law doesn’t stop gravity as he sinks into your warm heat. 

You feel amazing around him, walls fluttering and gripping his cock so tightly that Law hisses as he sicks another inch down. His mouth drops, and he sucks in greedy mouthfuls of your scent, leaning down to nip at the gland on your neck where the sweet smell is the most potent. 

“You’re mine after this, got it, omega? No one else can have you this way. No one else can feel your tight cunt other than me,” Law snarls and you nod frantically, face still pressed into the pillows. 

The alpha doesn’t wait any longer, sinking the rest of the way inside and snarling at the way his knot catches on your walls. It's overwhelming, and Law presses his forehead harshly against your shoulder blades to prevent himself from biting you. Now wasn’t the time to try and forge a mating bond. Not when Doflamingo still threatened everything that Law cared for. 

Trafalgar fucks you like a man possessed, hands harsh and fingertips digging in hard enough to leave bruises. He snaps his hips, dragging his cock along your walls as you clench and flutter around him. He changes angles, slowing down only to roughly slam into you, and you shout when his dick catches against that spongy spot inside of you. 

Law grins, teeth bared in a feral grin as he focuses on that spot and pounds into your cunt. Your hands grip the sheets hard enough the tear them, tears leaking down your face as Law abuses that spot inside of you. It’s not long before the alpha has you shouting your name, jaw dropping open in a silent scream as you come around his cock. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Law chants when your cunt constricts around him. He wants to come inside of you, pump you so full of his seed that it would be dripping out for the next week. But knotting you means pups, and those aren’t something that anyone needs right now. 

So, despite his instincts screaming at him to mark you on the inside, Law pulls out when he feels that tension snap, pumping his dick and instead painting your backside and cunt with his spend. He milks his cock, shaking and whining as he gently massages his knot. Your hips have fallen without Law to hold you up, but that doesn’t stop him from draping himself back over the omega, hand finding your hip and rubbing his cum into your skin. He needed to make sure that you were properly covered after all. 

Below him, you settle into the comfy bed and close your eyes. You are content to let your alpha take care of you, and so easily fall back to sleep. 

Your captain snickers softly when he notices that his omega has already dropped back off to sleep, and rolls the two of you to the side, snuggling close and closing his eyes. He’d take you to the shower later, but for now, Law was just happy that you were here to help him go back to sleep too. 

[womenwilldominate]

[roseaesynstylae]

I was reading a post that said the Separatists committed more war crimes than the Republic, and all I could think about was Alpha-17 kicking down the door and bellowing “This is unacceptable!” He made sure his side were ahead in terms of war crimes before he left and he sure as hell isn’t going to let the Separatists exceed his total!

[indialadina]

Intrusive thoughts. 👒(α )🐯(Ω)❣️💕

[shepherds-of-haven]

SHEPHERDS OF HAVEN ALPHA PREVIEW UPDATE [9/25/24]

The Shepherds of Haven alpha preview has been updated here!

Note: This is not the same thing as the public demo, which is available for everyone and covers the first four chapters of the game: the alpha preview is the early access version available to Patrons and testers!

TOTAL WORDCOUNT: 1,204,470 WORDS WITHOUT CODE

WHAT’S NEW:

15,000 words of new content!

New Ayla character interlude

New Trouble character interlude

Participate in a bizarre contest with Ayla

Let your chaotic gremlin side take over or act like a mature adult in the face of fierce competition

Surprise guest appearance by a fan-favorite character (...)

Take in the sights with Trouble, with plenty of Ashtown (mis)adventures to spice things up

Juicy progression and romance for both!

Please be sure to read the specific developer notes on Patreon for more info, as well as check the Incomplete Routes Guide linked in the alpha build post if you have questions about how to proceed through the alpha build! 

WHAT’S NEXT:

More character interludes, maybe Riel, Lavinet, or other! We are rapidly approaching the point of finally being able to address the Ascendancy Festival and other holidays, and all that that entails, which is very exciting... 👀

I hope you enjoy this update! Feel free to leave your thoughts here, on Patreon, and/or on our Discord! And thank you for reading--I hope you have fun--and I hope you're having a spectacular slide into fall! 🍂🍁

[khepiari]

LawLu: Puppy alpha top Luffy who makes older alpha Law realise he is naturally suited for bottoming 🫢

[nicorobinphd]

but also literally like

op fans of any given character 🤝 op fans of any other given character

the misinterpretation trenches

[zorosbeau33]

Courting Gifts~ One Piece Omegaverse Headcanon Part 2!

Starring: Zoro and Law! x gender neutral reader Genre: Fluff, sfw AU: Omegaverse, Omega Reader Wc: 1480 TW: Mentions of battle All Characters here are legal age or older in my au~ Masterlist~ Part 1~

He gives laid-back alpha vibes. He kinda has to be in order to keep up with Luffy and stand up beside him as right hand.

He was super subtle, SUPER Subtle! He didn’t want anything to change, but at the same time he wanted you to know he’s there and he cares.

It's small things because he’s fine loving you without the return. Just stay healthy and safe for him thats all he wants…and to see your smile sometimes aimed his way

It started at first with small things, handing you a cold drink when it's a scorching day outside. 

Gently tying your hair up for you with a hair tye thats the color of his haramaki/or slipping a beanie over your head in that color if your hair is short to take care of you in cold weather

Offering you to try his precious Sake, yes you alone have that privilege 

You want sword fighting lessons? He offers them quietly one night while the others are busy. He is barely suppressing the purrs as he gets to hold you, adjust your grip and teach you the motions by holding you within his very muscled arms.

Quality time is huge for him, that's his way of spoiling you

He gets you a cute dangly earring in his shades of green, maybe a tassel, maybe a teardrop on a thin chain, maybe a carved jade flower whatever it is. He spent weeks searching for it as he wanted to ensure it’d be something you’d like

There are the other things though. A pair of his gloves on a winter island end up in your possession. 

You have so many of his shirts when did this start? You don’t know but he always has a tiny smirky smile when he sees you wear one.

If he happens upon a snack he think you’d like he buys it while lost. Gives it to you like its nothing but his ears are red. “Here for you.” And then tries to walk away. He doesn’t want or need you to say thank you, he actually gets a bit (very) flustered and tries to leave quickly if you do try to thank him and gets defensive and pouty if you try to tease him about it 

The bookmark you had looked at in the store when you were getting him unlost? Suddenly appears in your book on a bench in the Thousand Sunny with his scent lingering all around

Zoro isn’t into extravagant things, especially not presents. He just doesn’t see the point (unless you want a sword that he is gungho for). He does buy you any nesting things if you say you need them.

Personally however he would prefer to be your nest. He loves taking naps so to have you biscuit his chest and the blanket he’d scented for you, while you both take a well deserved rest? He is all for this, both before and after you get together. Warning though you will always have at least one of his arms wrapped around you. Even in his sleep he’s watchful when it comes to you, ready to draw a sword and protect you

He has a small book that he has sketched some drawings of your face with painstaking detail. 

Once he’s over you knowing about his top secret hobby, he would be honored and flustered to design you a tattoo if you wanted. It's in his traditional style very Japanese traditional painting style but he’d work so hard on it for you.

Is a sucker for anything with your scent. He doesn’t mind wether you smell of him too much. But he is always secretly longing to have your touch, your taste, your scent burned into his soul. It makes him miss you less, and it keeps him calm.

Would be the crew member to bring home a little kitten for you if you were ever down (he had to beg Nami for permission, and promised to clean up after it). Just one, only ever the one kitten. But he makes sure its taken care of best he can to his knowledge including getting Chopper to check its health over before he gifts the sweet and goofy thing to you.

The kitten like him has a scar and recalling how gentle you were with him he decides out of all the lucious cats, this scrappy little kitten would be the perfect first child for you both to raise.

Not super attached to it at first. Honestly he often gets frustrated while ship breaking the kitten but over time and with your help to learn how to understand its actions. He is almost as protective over that fluff ball as he is you.

Heres a secret follow the cat and you’ll find Zoro, any island any time follow the cat. It knows how to find him everytime

Zoro courting gifts may not be numerous but each of them had meaning and its clear to anyone just how much thought he puts into each one

THIS MAN RIGHT HERE-He’s an alpha, a broody secretly unsure alpha

Absolutely finds the concept of courting gifts to be blown out of proportion. Why are they spending thousands (or in Do Flamingos case Billions) of Berry’s on gifts that have little practical use.

He’s to methodical and detached sometimes for his own good. So his first few gifts to you may have actually been from Bepo/Schachi/Penguin…And boy was he mad.

After they explained they couldnt stand watching him pine without acting on it, and that he was disrespecting you as an alpha and as a Super Nova by not taking care of your courting needs at least. Law relents 

His gifts are never tacky, or wasteful though he is drawing a firm line from the start, the submarine is not a hoarding zone and he’s going to keep it that way and take care of you at the same time.

The first few gifts that are actually from him he hands to you himself “You need these for your nest ya?” 

Law put hours, upon hours of research into the best pillows to use for an omega nest. He wanted to ensure they’d support you properly and not cause any muscle or bone strain. Silly but endearing 

The blankets are thick fluffy and super soft, yes they have the Jolly Roger on it, or are the same pattern as his hat, but it is because he internally wants to lay a little bit of his claim on you even in a place he feels he can’t go (until you invite him, he respects your nest as sacred and has protected it from others even before this. No Penguin pranks allowed to your nest)

He is not hug on giving you his clothes, mainly because he feels he is working hard to supply you with nice clothes to wear and he can scent those (and you in the process) so why do you need his things?

This does not apply and goes right out the window when he’s feeling possessive.

He’s jealous by nature and hugely distrustful. Someone’s flirting with you? Suddenly his jacket is wrapped around your shoulder and he is GLARING. Or during soft cuddle times with him and Bepo he puts his jacket/blanket/hat on you and holds you close to his heart. Yes he likes to pretend you moved into him, but he does pull you in 

Other “practical gifts” are any book he thinks you’d enjoy. Literature (even to his own chagrin fantasy) is never a waste…not of Berries and not of space on the ship. 

He makes space on his bookshelf for you to have your own row, even if you are not a big reader it's just one of the ways he makes space for you in his life to show you he’s ready for you to be in it even more

If he wants to be a brat (of course it's to piss off Cap’n Kidd) he would then buy you flashy presents. Not too many just enough to tell the other Supernova to fuck off and that he knows you better because while they are baubles they still have practical use! And they are things you instantly love! He’s so smug about your happiness and just the biggest broody tsundere alpha mate. 

If you ever did want something not practical but didn’t ask him because you know his rule, he might relent on his decision if he is there at the time you see it. The look of longing on your face and how you are respecting his wishes and self-set guidelines…he might just buy it to surprise you. 

Leaving it on the pillow beside you when he gets up in the morning to go to work. He can't help it, he loves you 

[autemis]

Addendum about my previous Post about 2023:

I've been trying to get my head back on track, but it's kind of exhausting. I haven't had a pen in my hand for months.

[moonmothbroth]

Once again thinking about a/b/o lulaw where omega law doesn't think he can have kids because of the white lead disease. He's brought it up to Luffy in the past (who's an alpha) and ofc Luffy is Luffy! He doesn't care, have no kids or adopt, it doesn't matter! Then imagine Law's surprise one day when he starts noticing all the signs of pregnancy (he probs never sees a need to check over himself with his devil fruit since pregnancy was never a concern). Cue emotional Law realizing that him and the love of his life are gonna have pups 🥺

[short-honey-badger]

Trouble Sleeping 2

Alright. This took me a while to get together. I got into a pretty big slump over the weekend that made it hard to do much of anything.

Anyway. I kept things vague, and I'll probably leave the rest up to your imagination. If anyone is interested, feel free to use this as a basis for your own works! Anyway. I hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Alpha Law x Omega Reader

Warnings! ABO universe. Some smut, kissing, and little pregnancy things? Reader gives birth, but it isn't graphic.

Masterlist

Part 1

Law wakes early on the day he is to leave back to the new world, scent wrapping around his cute little mate as he cracks his eyes open. The familiar ceiling of his room greets him, but he rolls to bury his face in the back of your neck to block out the sight. He greedily breathes in syrup sweet honeysuckle, one hand raising to settle on your hip and then slides around to cup the gentle swell of your stomach, content growl breaking rumbling through his throat when you shift to press back into him.

A year after he'd taken you to bed, your scheduled heat had come along, and even with his own suppressants, it had sent him into rut. A week later, you came out of your locked bedroom with a bite mark still tingling on your neck and most likely pregnant. Your worries were confirmed when a month later, your scent began to change, and your omega instincts screamed at you to find a proper nest even that early in your pregnancy.

Trafalgar had panicked the second he realized what he'd done that night, but with the two of you still tangled together, he had no choice but to accept his actions. A healthy alpha and omega in their respective reproductive stages were more than likely to have a pup after coupling. Especially if a bond is initiated during the knotting process.

As a medical practitioner yourself, you already knew of the consequences of your actions, but you didn't regret anything. Your Captain had been the one to pick you up and offer you a spot in his crew. He was everything to you, so what was a little more?

“T’falgar,” you whispered after Law had apologized over and over. You could feel his tears on the back of your neck and you gripped his hands as hard as you could, fingers curling tightly around the pirate's tattooed knuckles, “Law I love you, and I ain't goin’ anywhere.”

Law had stalled out, his brain already mush from heat and pheromones. He cleared his throat, voice thick with unshed tears and emotions, and asked you to repeat yourself. That night, you told your alpha exactly how much he meant to you, telling him over and over how you loved him, and whispered sweet praises until the overwhelmed Law had begged you to stop.

Still worried, but more happy than anything, Law had quietly told you that he loved you too and swore to protect you and their pup whenever it came into the world. Elated, you'd cried yourself to sleep until his rut had kicked back in a couple of hours later.

You whining breaks Law from his thoughts, and he kicks up his growl, chest rumbling loud enough that you can feel him vibrating against your back. He sneaks his hand down your belly, fingers tapping against the sensitive flesh of your hip and causing you to shiver. Your scent, sweet honeysuckle, but warm with the intoxicating rose and clean citrus now interlinked never failed to bring out the carnal side of the alpha.

Trafalgar is nosing the back of your neck, steel scent thick in the air, as he presses a kiss to the bite mark that seals his bond with you. He feels your hands find his own, and they curled tight around his knuckles. Law isn't expecting the sudden distress that suddenly permeates the room.

“Law,” his heart aches the way you say his name. Your usual soft mellow tone was replaced by one of choked desperation, “I need you ta come back to me, okay? I need you. They need you. I don't think I can do it without you.”

The alpha hated the way your scent sours in the air, and Law grips your hands back, curling his lanky frame over yours and tucking you into his chest, “I promised you I'd be back, right? I'm not going to break that.”

Law surrounds you on all sides, scent coiling and soothing the distressed omega in his arms, “You've got nothing to worry about, I'll be back in time to be there, and even if I can't be, I know that you will be able to handle it. You're stronger than you think.”

You sniff harshly, and press your body back into your alpha, seeking his comfort, “You better not, Law. I'll have Bepo tan your hide if ya do.”

The pirate captain snickers quietly and then places soft kisses to the side of your neck, teeth nipping his old bite mark and causing you to sigh in pleasure.

“I will let him if I break our promise, little Medic,” Trafalgar rumbles, and his hands loosen around yourself, his practiced fingers splaying across your flesh. He breathes you in and his cock sirs against your backside when he catches a whiff of heady omegan slick. Your hand catches his wrist and you lead it down to where you are dripping between your legs, whining sweetly when Law's fingers find your clit and begin to massage the bundle of nerves.

“I love you,_-ya,” Law whispers, and both of you can hear the urgency in his voice. He needs this. He needs you one more time before he is gone for the next few months, “Let me take care of you.”

You nod, mind ready cloudy with lust and thick alpha pheromones that Law hasn't stopped pumping into the air. He wants you so saturated with his scent that no matter how long he was gone, no one would question who you belonged to. Who your mate is.

His fingers slide through your puffy folds, and Law groans when he already finds you wet, allowing his fingers to glide effortlessly. His middle finger finds your hole, and he rubs against your twitching cunt, playing and teasing you before he sinks his finger down to the knuckle. You toss your head back, a heavy sigh escaping you when Law sets a steady rhythm.

The alpha's thumb finds your clit, and the duel sensations have you twitching and coming with a soft cry of his name. Law doesn't let up, adding another finger to your wet heat and stretching you for his cock. His free hand finds your leg, and he carefully shifts it up and opens you up for better access.

Trafalgar ruts forward, and he snarls lowly when his cock slides between your legs, rubbing against your folds and soaking his cock in your slick.

“Law,” you murmur, voice thick with want and desperation, “Law, please.”

Your alpha hushes you, extracting his fingers and grabbing the base of his cock. he squeezes himself, and then angles up and hisses as he sinks into your crushing walls. You are tight, and Law has to fight back the urge to roll you over and fuck you raw. Instead, he settles for a slow grind, more cock warming than anything, but it still sets his teeth on edge and has you whining for more.

“I ain't gonna break, Law,” you snarl when the slow grind just isn't enough. You want to feel your alpha, “Fuck me like you mean it.”

Law doesn't mean to be so rough with you when he pulls out and rolls you to your knees. He slides a pillow under your hips to keep you off your heavy stomach, and then he is gripping his cock and slamming back inside of you with a howl.

You yowl under him, hips pressing back to meet him thrust for thrust. The way his dick drags along your fluttering walls feels like perfection, and it doesn't take much more for you to come again.

Your alpha drags another two orgasms out of you before his knot begins to catch too much for him to fully pull out. He humps into you, grinding up and draping himself across your back to nibble at the bite mark.

“Gonna come soon,” Law warns but you can only nod, too fucked out and gone to pay too much attention to him. You cry out when he sinks his teeth into your scent gland, deepening and darkening the mark he'd left behind. His knot inflates, locking the two of you in place as he paints your insides while with hot cum.

You groan at the feeling, feeling stuffed full and satisfied from the lovemaking. Law gathers you close, rolling to his side and cradling you to his chest again. It's the best position for now, and it's a good ten minutes before Law can slip out of your puffy pussy. He watches as cum leaks from your hole, smirking at the sight of the combined juices before reaching forward to rub the mess into the skin of your thighs.

His actions make you huff, but a content purr has started up in your chest, and you can't be mad at his actions. Not when you enjoy the sight of such a strong and influential alpha who wanted your attention and wanted the world to know who he belonged to.

However, today could not be spent laying around like the two of you wanted. It takes time, but Law eventually extracts himself to go start the shower. He helps you from the bed and scrubs your back and legs. He likes to help you wash. It's the perfect excuse for him to keep his hands on your lovely skin.

Once dressed, the two of you leave the Polar Tang, two thick bags packed with your favorite blankets and pillows. All the things you would need to try and remake your nest were carefully packed away, and Law pulled you in for a tight hug when he saw the tears in your eyes.

“You know I wouldn't go if I could help it, right?” He asks you as he wraps his clean, steel laced scent around you. Trafalgar feels you nod against his shoulder, but you are still shaking, so he tightens his grip and presses his lips to your hair.

“I know. I'll just miss you, Law,” you whisper and clutch at the black cloak he has tossed over his shoulders. Time was counting down. You bury your face in his chest, tears welling up and spilling over without your say, so, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Law whispers and breathes you in. He doesn't want to go, but he needs to, and so he reluctantly pulls away and helps you gather your bags.

Sachin, Penguin, and Bepo follow the two of you out, and the other members of the Heart Pirates pull you in for a hug and a tearful farewell for now. Bepo is crying, big tears running down the mink’s face.

Amazon Lily is just as lush and beautiful as Law remembers, and he dips his head in a grateful nod when he catches sight of the Elder. Luffy hadn't thought twice about asking Boa Hancock if you could stay on the island while he, Law. And Kid sailed off to Wano. Boa had folded instantly on Luffy's whim, but it wasn't like the tribe would have turned away a pregnant omega in need.

The two snake warriors helpfully take your bags back to the palace, and the others turn away from the mated pair when a sob breaks through your walls. You cry against him, hormones and emotions running wild in the face of Law leaving you. It hadn't felt real until now. The alpha soothes you the best he can, but you are still crying when Trafalgar pulls away. He wipes your face and brings you in for a kiss.

“I'll be back before you know it,” Law murmurs against your lips, and then he is extracting himself from your arms, “I have to go.”

“Kick their ass, Cap’n,” you tell him, and then you are watching Law walk away from you, back to the Polar Tang to go fight against two Emperors.

—--after Wano—----

Law runs, the panic making it hard for him to use his devil fruit and just teleport to your side. He can hear you screaming from here, throat gone raw from how much you've worked it. He skids around a corner, sprinting past the Kuja Women until he finally reaches the healing rooms. He bursts inside, and immediately, he is drenched in your scent.

Your eyes fly open the moment he is by your side, nostrils flaring, and you jerk your head to the side to see your alpha by your side, “You're late!”

Law laughs, tears coming to his eyes as he leans in to pull you in for a kiss. He was late, but a storm had swooped in and made traveling difficult for a couple of days. His instincts scream at him when you yowl again, pain and frustration etched across your face when the midwife between your legs urges you to push again.

With the alpha there to ease your stress and coat you in his familiar scent, the birthing process goes much smoother. The first baby enters the world with such a soul screech that Law wonders if she is part bird. The midwives clean up the infant, though Trafalgar steps in when you urge him with a low whine. You want the sire of your pups to know his children. They have been so active lately that it pains you to know how much Law had missed while gone.

Law takes the baby, gazing down at the scrunched, red face, and finds himself breaking and falling head over heels for the tiny bundle in his arms. His daughter glares up at him, and he smirks at seeing his attitude already swimming in her delicate features.

You snarling again has Law giving you his attention again, and he goes to your side so that you can see their daughter. You smile through the pain, feeling relief and pride at seeing the tiny person in your alpha's arms. You push again, sweat pouring down your brow and staining the sheets.

The other baby, this one a boy, hardly makes any sound, only crying softly when the midwife pats his back to make sure he is breathing properly. Once cleaned, the Kuja doctor places your son in your arms and then leaves to give you and Law some privacy for a moment. They would be back later to see to your care, but Law would more than likely take over now that he was back.

The twins look more like their father. Both with dark hair and even darker eyes that seem to stare straight through you. You slowly scoot over, wincing when it causes discomfort, but you'd be damned if you could have your family close to you. Law takes the hint and slides into bed with you, and you gratefully lean against him. Tears sprout, and you don't stop them from leaking down your face. The past week has been so hard, and you are elated that your alpha has finally come back to you.

Your son whines, and you look down at him with a soft, love filled look, one that matches the one on Law's face when he looks at his daughter.

“You name them,” you whisper quietly and nose against his arm. You speak up again before Law can protest, “I want you too. I thought about it a lot while you were gone. It's what I want.”

Law licks his lips. The two of you have spoken about names before, and though tentative, the Heart Pirate Captain had a name he'd like to use.

“Roseinette,” Law whispers and noses at his daughter, who still scowls up at her father like he'd been the one to wrong her. He smirks at the baby and then gives his son his attention, carefully reaching over to stroke a finger down the slope of his little nose. His son gives him a look of curiosity before closing his eyes and slipping off to sleep, “Corazon. Cora-ya for short.”

You smile, turning to nose against Law, your scent leveling out to sweet honeysuckle, lined with the smell of steel, roses, and clean citrus. The scent of your family.

You are so proud of your Alpha. You know it's hard for him whenever he speaks about his late father figure. You kiss his bicep, “I think he'd be proud of you, Law. He'd want you to be happy.”

Law feels his eyes well up, and tilts his head back to prevent the tears from escaping, though it does little good when he hears your tired voice speak up again, “I wish he could have met them.”

His throat is right when he nods, and you surround your alpha with your scent when you smell his grief. The tears fall, and his voice is thick with pain, “Me too, _-ya. Cora would have loved you.”

You stay quiet but supportive until Trafalgar sniffs and wipes at his face. You needed him right now, not the other way around. Plus, the twins needed to be checked out.

Before he stands, your alpha pulls you in for a much needed kiss, and he pours all of his love into it, never knowing how much he would have missed kissing you. The kiss is cut short when Roseinette begins to cry, and Law pulls away and climbs out of the too small bed. He clears his throat.

“I should check the twins out. Then we need to see if they'll latch. I'm sure they are hungry,” Law explains, and you nod easily, not about to complain about letting your alpha take care of what needs to be done.

After a quick examination, it turned out the twins were indeed hungry and didn't have any problems latching. You squirm with a frown, the feeling foreign and odd. With the twins distracted, Law gives you his full attention, leaning down to press his lips to your brow.

“I need to check you too. Omegas heal fast after birth, but I don't want to risk it.”

This examination takes much less time, though it's odd to have Trafalgar between your legs for medical reasons. He tells you that there is some tearing and offers to do some stitching, and you agree. It's weird and a bit painful, but it's fine in the end, but by the end of it all, you are exhausted. Law pets your hair and gathers the twins who have fallen asleep after nursing. He lays them down together, though separately swaddled in the bassinet that's been prepared.

Law comes to your side, sitting on the bed and taking your hands in his own. You tangle your fingers with his, sliding over his tattooed knuckles, “You kept your promise.”

Trafalgar hums, tugs your hands up to kiss your wrist, and then rubs his jaw along the sensitive skin there, scenting you.

“Told you I would,” He drawls quietly. Law doesn't want to be that far away from you for that longer ever again. Wano had taken a lot out of everyone, and he was glad to be home. His pups are safe right beside him, and little in the world could ruin his delighted mood. However, one thing did bother him.

Cora had been the only father figure that Law could really remember, and even with the man's good intentions and the way he protected Law until the very end, Trafalgar still ended up an orphan. So, how was he supposed to be a father?

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[evangelineshifts]

I’m sorry that people are so jealous of me… but I can’t help it that I’m popular !

Gods, all this attention is so tiring sometimes! I know all press is good press, but for the people talking about me behind my back; I can’t help that my presence is just so magnetizing !

I mean do the hoards of admirers get a bit overwhelming sometimes? Sure. But I can’t blame them for adoring me so much!

I’m just a naturally breathtaking, awe-inspiring person!

Every step I take calls attention to my form like a alarm.

Every syllable I utter leaves people mesmerized and I need of more like a siren song; luring people into my space and captivating them.

I’m sorry that every time I step into a room all eyes snap to me, my aura commands attention 🤷🏽‍♀️

I know I can flip it on and off like a switch but I don’t even realize I’m doing it half the the time,

It just happens.

I’m sorry that people are so jealous of me… but I can’t help it that I’m popular 🤷🏽‍♀️☺️

✧ dividers by @hitobaby !

Inspired by Gretchen Wieners !