#shachi x yn

[cyborg-franky]

For @bulle-blackhole thank you for your support <3 I hope you enjoy!

Penguin x GN Reader x Shachi SFW Modern AU WC: 1,024

You’d been low energy for weeks now, not wanting to go out or do anything, just wanting to be wrapped up in the comfort of your own home. Wanting nothing more just to exist away from the world and the anxieties that came with it.

But you missed your boyfriends, missed getting to spend time with them. Thankfully they understood why you didn’t want to venture out into the world. That was why Penguin had suggested a date night, a stay-at-home date night. You’d been elated at the idea and had been excited about it the last few days.

Cleaning as best as you could manage, making sure fresh sheets graced your bed, knowing within hours they’d be ripped off and turned into a fort. You were curled up on your couch when the door rang, you lept up, your phone almost falling out of your grasp from the excitement and sudden movement.

You opened the door to see Penguin and Shachi, both grinning ear to ear, backpacks on and huge bags of shopping in their arms. You opened the door and let them in, smiling when each dipped down and kissed your forehead.

“Heeey!” Shachi said, “Hello, how are you today?” Penguin asked as he and Shachi headed for the kitchen. Opening up the fridge and freezer to put various things away. Soda, juice, fruit, ice cream. A little of everything.

“I’m better for seeing you both,” You replied and saw Shachi almost drop the bottle of soda, a light pink blush across his cheeks. Penguin rolled his eyes as he helped Shachi finish unpacking everything.

“So what did you wanna do today?” You asked as Shachi walked past you, pulling you into a hug, Penguin not far behind to cuddle you also. A big group hug that you melted into, feeling safe and loved. “Well, your the one that hasn’t been feeling good right?” Penguin replied and you thought about what you wanted to do.

“Does video games sound okay?”

–

Taking over the couch, curtains were drawn so the room was in darkness save for the lamps dotted around the room and the large screen you were all playing video games on. Shachi was sat on the floor cross-legged, controller clutched in his hands as he turned with it, thinking it would help the cart on the screen go in that direction, but it didn’t. And he fell off the road once more much to Penguins' delight as he let out a ‘HA’

You didn’t have much of a competitive streak, just enjoyed playing the assortment of silly party games with them both. Penguin and Shachi always had beef when against one another in a game. You were happy to watch them play beat 'em ups together as they shot fighting words back and forth.

All in jest. They were just both the sort of people who needed to win all the time. You leaned forward and ran your hand through messy ginger locks, feeling how soft Shachi’s hair was, he leaned back intot he touches with a sigh as Penguin loaded up another party game.

“Having fun?” Penguin asked, a hand on your knee, giving you a comforting squeeze. You nodded.

They made you so happy, you loved them and how they understood what you needed and you needed this, needed them.

A few hours passed, and Penguin had cooked a meal for the three of you, you and your boyfriends all sat around the table with full bellies, sighing. “Movie night?” Shachi asked as he looked over at you both. “What movie?” You asked, hoping Shachi wasn’t going to suggest one of his awful gorefests.

“We can take it in turns to pick?” He shrugged his shoulders and Penguin hummed in thought. “Yeah sounds nice, we can move to the bedroom? Take some snacks and soda up, get comfy on the bed…”

“Yeah I like that idea,” You said and let Shachi pull you up from the couch. 

Armed with snacks you all climbed the stairs to your room. Shachi set down things on the bed before he flopped down on the soft sheets and let out a sigh before Penguin let himself fall back, purposely hitting Shachi who let out an ooof. Both wriggled and made a space for you in the middle which you took. Feeling arms around you, the three of you cuddled on the bed.

Some time passed before you opened your eyes and stared at the ceiling, feeling Shachi to the right nuzzling his nose into your hair and Penguin on the left holding your hand in his. “Alright then, whose movie first?” You asked turning to face each in turn.

“You, you can pick! I’m comfy.” Shachi mumbled and cuddled your arm as you tried to move it to grab the remote, You couldn’t get your hand free of Penguins either. You guessed you could wait a little longer..

Eventually, they allowed you to move, getting the remote and picking your movie. You propped the pillows against the headboard, making a comfy place to lean. Shachi opened a big bag of salty popcorn and threw a bag of caramel popcorn to Penguin. You sat with your own popcorn and pressed play.

The three of you watched each movie, making comments here and there, completely cuddled up and comfy. The snacks got eaten, popcorn, candy, and even some fruit had been snuck into the snack rotation as you went from movie to movie.

Shachi had put on another, neither you nor Penguin had the energy to make a choice once the third movie had finished. It was just background noise anyway as you all got cuddled up on the bed, now in your PJs. All animal themed you noticed.

“What do you guys wanna do tomorrow?” You asked as you felt sleep pulling at you. “Well, the zoo has baby penguins, I thought we could go check that out… and it’s a weekday, shouldn’t be too loud…” Shachi said before yawning.

“Only if you feel up to it though.”

“Sounds good.” You replied although your voice was mumbly as you fell asleep cuddled between them.

[lumiolivier]

Feel Better, Sweetheart

Series: One Piece

Chapter: One Shot

Word Count: 2296

Rating: T

Pairing(s): Law x Reader (YN)

You're not feeling too hot...It's a good thing the doctor's cute...but he's also mean. And means well.

“YN?” You knew right then and there.  That gentle, yet viciously biting voice floating through the air that could warm and chill all the same.  You were screwed.  You were hard at work, finishing up some paperwork for the Polar Tang.  Just some logistical things.  Mostly the grocery list for the next time you were at port.  But that was the funny thing…

You were supposed to be in bed already.  You were supposed to have those blankets pulled up to your chin while you slept on your stomach as ordered.  Instead, you were still hard at work.  Despite your violent chills that froze you to the bone, hoarse cough that rattled both your chest and the entire ship every time it came out, and thousand pound head that was just about to the point where it distorted your vision.  You could hardly see straight and yet, you pressed on with all of your regular administrative duties.  Even though it went against both doctor’s and captain’s orders…And you were about to reap what you’ve sown.

“Captain…” You sat up to the best of your ability.  Although it felt like someone was twisting your spine as hard as they could.  You knew mistakes were made.  And you were about to get viciously rammed for them.

“What are you doing in here?” Law asked, leaning against the doorway, his steely gaze glaring you down.  Oh, yeah.  You’re definitely screwed.

“I…” You could hardly speak.  Your voice was shot.  Violent coughing fits did that to you, “I was working on…”

“You were working?” Oh, yeah.  You’re absolutely screwed.  And a pissed off Trafalgar Law was not something you wished on your worst enemies…Well, maybe a few.  But like this?  Oh, no.

“It still needs to get done, Law,” you rolled your eyes.  Although, you immediately regretted it.  You could’ve easily thrown up right then and there.  But you held it back.  Not in front of Law.  You knew the kind of disaster that would breed.

“You do know,” Law moved closer to you.  Granted, under any other circumstances, with that same fire in his eyes, you’d be sweating.  And in a much better way than you sweating out a fever, “I have Penguin and Shachi down here, right?  That they’ve been more than capable of picking up your slack, right?  That you’re supposed to be in bed when you’re this sick, right?  Not just because you need the rest, but so you’re not infecting the rest of the ship, right?”

“I know.” But…Did you?  Did you really?  Of course not.  You were a vicious workaholic and Law knew that the day he brought you onto the Polar Tang.  And yet…You come down with something and all of a sudden, he seems to forget that, “But…!”

“No.”

“Law…”

“Don’t you Law me,” Law groaned, “Go.  Bed.  Now.”

“Fine,” you caved, “But let me finish up with-”

“YN…” Law held his face in his hands.  He knew he’d have to do it the hard way.  Whether you liked it or not, “You’re not finishing anything.  You’re going to go to bed.  I’m going to have Bepo watching the door, so I don’t have to worry about you.”

“Law…”

“No,” Law didn’t even think twice.  He scooped you up and threw you over his shoulder.  It was like carrying nothing for him and yet, he carried his everything.

“Law!” You flailed, kicking yourself into another coughing fit.  And you fell limp in his arm.

“You were saying?” You hated when Law got smug.  When you could hear the I told you so in his voice.  When you wanted to lock him in a room in the Polar Tang all by himself and tell him to open a window.  But you knew he meant well.  He always meant well when it came to you.  Especially when you were as sick as you were.

“I told you,” you could finally catch your breath again.  And Law paraded you down the hall to your room, “I still have, cough, cough, shit to do.”

“And I told you.” Or so you thought he was bringing you to your room.  Instead, he went down a few more doors and into his own room, “You need the rest, YN.  You know I wouldn’t be doing this unless you had me worried.  And right now, you do.  There’s a reason why I was keeping you from work.  You don’t need to be wasting your energy on us right now.  You need to get better.  And you’re not going to do that with your face buried in paperwork.  Do you understand?”

You hated when Law babied you.  When he treated you like you were made out of sugar.  You were more than capable of getting better and getting your work done.  But in your defense, you were also getting worse as the days went by and Law had to manhandle you onto his bed.  When he got you tucked in, you started to see his perspective much clearer, “Yes, Captain.”

“Hey,” Law sat at the edge of his bed and pulled you into his lap, “No need to be so formal, sweetheart.  It’s just you and me.  And I know this shit’s rough, but you’ll get over it.  And when you do, we’ll all be waiting for you.  But we also deserve you at your best.  Got it?”

“Fine,” you fell limp in Law’s bed and nuzzled into his thigh, “Hey, Law?”

“Hmm?” Law pushed your hair out of your face, “What do you need?”

“I, uh…” you bit your lip, knowing the further ass reaming you were about to get, “I’m a little hungry.  Do you think you could get me something to eat?”

“I’m just glad your appetite’s coming back,” Law kissed your forehead, “Of course.  Tell you what.  I’ll even make it myself if I have…Hold on.”

And there it was.  There was the sudden realization that would make Law want to kill you even more.  You braced yourself for impact, “What?”

“YN…” Law sighed out, “Have you eaten anything today?”

“You said it yourself, Law,” you threw it back in his face, hoping that could serve as your armor, “My appetite’s been in and out since I’ve been sick.  Cut me some-”

“No.” Law refused to give you any slack.  But he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t happy you were eating again, “Stay here.  If you even so much as move, I will know.  I’ll be right back.  This shouldn’t take long to make.  Ok?”

“Ok.” Not that you really had the energy to move anyway.  You were too wrecked to fight him anymore.  And the warmth in his bed was quite lovely…and it smelled nice, too.  Like sandalwood and leather.  With just a little bit of sea air.  You weren’t complaining.  However, you thought about taking a nap.  Until another coughing fit got to you.  And it rattled your chest like some manner of creature wanted to get out.  You’d be more than happy to let it out if you knew how.

“YN,” Law came in with a bowl in his hand and sat at the edge of his bed.  He put it down on the nightstand and helped you sit up a bit better.  Although, you still wanted to go to sleep.  For just a while. 

“Mmm…” you laid your head on Law’s thigh and shut your eyes.

“No, no,” Law nudged you up to his chest, “I just made you something to eat.  You’ve hardly eaten anything in days.  You’re eating.”

“Mmm…” Your stubbornness would put Law into an early grave.  But in your defense, you were sick.  You were already miserable.  Anything you could do to make yourself comfortable at this point, you were going to do it.  It was Law’s fault for taking you away from your desk.  You were perfectly fine…ish. 

“No,” Law grabbed the spoon out of your bowl and held it up to your mouth, “Eat, YN.”

Lazily, you wrapped your lips around the spoon and finally started eating.  Although, you weren’t expecting it to taste so good.  And a little spicy.  Not that you were mad about it, “What is that?”

“Cora-san called it a medicine ball,” Law sat you up a little more and continued to feed you, “When I’d get sick as a kid like you are now, he’d always get nervous.  So, the least he could do was feed me and keep me from starving to death.  But back when he was still with the Marines, half his platoon ended up coming down with the flu.  There was one who was visiting their base that week.  She made this for everyone.  They were down in the morning.  She fed them.  They were all good to go by the next morning.  And it worked for me when I was younger, too, so I don’t see why it wouldn’t work for you, too.”

It always warmed your heart to hear Law talk about Corazon.  But it broke you all the same that you’d never get to meet him, “What was her name?”

“I don’t remember,” Law thought back, “Belle…?  Bella…?  Something like that.  Rumor has it, she ended up lost at sea.  Cora-san said she was a nice lady.  Wouldn’t surprise me if there was a little something, something between them at some point.  That wasn’t the last time he talked about her.  The man had his moments when he was a hopeless romantic.  It’s weird to think about in hindsight, but whatever made him happy, I guess.”

“Actually…” You wouldn’t admit it out loud, but having Law spoon feeding you was doing something to your heart and soul.  You weren’t sure if it was the deep nostalgic connection or if it was something else.  The thought of being taken care of.  The thought of being up on that pedestal.  The thought of still being asleep at your desk and waking up just enough to realize you were being carried in Law’s arms, but asleep enough to stay that way.  Regardless of the psychological aspect of it, you were fighting back a smile with everything you had, “This is really good, Law.  I appreciate it.”

“You’re welcome,” he spooned another bite of soup into your mouth and cradled your cheek in his palm, “I wish we had some bread, too.  Not that this won’t give you everything you need, but something more substantial in your stomach would be nice, too.”

“I’ll make some when I get better.”

“But,” Law put the bowl on the nightstand, “You need to get better first.  And you can’t do that if you’re busting your ass at your desk.  I’d rather not have to peel you off your chair again.  Or worse, from off the floor.  I don’t need you passing out on me, sweetheart.”

“Sorry…” You winced a bit as a jolt of pain ran through your head.

“No need for apologies now,” Law settled you, making sure you were covered up.  He checked you quickly for a fever.  The back of his hand on your forehead felt phenomenal, “Your fever’s still a little too high for my liking.  I’m going to go get you some medicine and then, I’ll let you get some sleep.  When was the last time you got a full, continuous eight hours?”

“Uh…” In all honesty, you couldn’t think of the last time you got decent sleep.  That may have attributed to your current predicament.  But you knew telling Law would just result in a verbal spanking and you didn’t have the lecture in you today, “I’m not entirely sure.  I’ve been sleeping, though!  Does that count for something?”

“More than it should,” Law knew better.  He knew your sleeping habits were…less than stellar.  And he’s tried.  Bless him, he’s tried to do everything in his power to try and get you on a normal sleeping schedule, but it’s only led to you spending more nights on watch duty than anything else, “Some sleep is better than no sleep, I suppose.  But you are going to sleep tonight.  I will make sure of it.”

“And how do you propose you’ll do that, Dr. Trafalgar?” you taunted him, knowing your body didn’t allow you much for sleep anyway, “Are you going to put me in a coma?”

“Why would I put you in a coma?” Law chuckled under his breath, “You forget where you are.  You’re in my bed.  And I know for a fact that if there’s anywhere on the entire ship you can sleep and sleep hard, it’s right here.  Once I give you your last dose of medicine for the night, I’ll risk myself getting sick for you getting a decent night’s sleep.  I will gladly share my bed with you.”

Although the sentiment was touching, you knew the real reason he was staying with you, “You just want to make sure I stay in bed like you told me to, don’t you?”

“I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t an ulterior motive,” Law confessed, already pulling you into his arms, “But I also can’t be too mad at this either.  I miss you, YN.  Sure, I’ve been taking care of you for the last couple days, but I miss you.  There’s a big difference between having you as my patient and having you as my girlfriend.  And I miss the latter.”

Law didn’t get sentimental often.  But hearing him pour his heart out…at least as much as Law could…melted you inside.  You laid your head in his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart, and you shut your eyes, “Ok.  Stay with me.”

“That’s the plan,” Law kissed the top of your head and pulled your blankets over you, “Good night, YN.  I love you…Feel better, sweetheart…”

[grandlinedreams]

Hii! Can I request Law x yn where it's Law's birthday and Shachi and Penguin prepared a "special gift" for Law and it's actually an embaressed Yn all wrapped in ribbons?

ngl this one also kind of made my brain short circuit but hhghg I hope that I can do this justice for you!

[!]: MINOR AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

[Heads up!: belated birthday sex kinda?, reader isn't gendered but gendered anatomy(clit), handjob, piv, unprotected sex (make safe and informed choices kids), fingering]

You’re going to kill Penguin and Shachi. Not only for the predicament that you’re currently in, but also the fact that you let yourself go along with it ㅡ the two are frighteningly persuasive when they want to be.

More like annoyingly persistent, you think, but even your frustration is undercut with fondness for the pair, though you hardly think that will save them from your wrath once this is all said and done. Or Law’s.

Your boyfriend had made it clear that he didn’t want anything to do with his birthday, wanting it to be treated like another day. And you respect his wishes, do nothing save for pressing a few extra kisses to his mouth until the trouble duo pounce on you.

Damn them. Your legs are going a little numb at this point, folded beneath you like they are, but there’s no real way to move your position without potentially falling over or off the bed. Idly, you wonder who came up with this idea, then decide that maybe you’re better off not knowing. 

You just hope that they’ve managed to convince Law to humor the other end of this little fiasco, otherwise you’re stuck here until someone has mercy ㅡ or you swallow your pride and find some way to make it back to the Polar Tang.

“This better not be a waste of my time, I’m telling you right now.” Law’s voice makes you jolt, head snapping up towards the door, and you hear the muffled response ㅡ it’s clear he’s talking to one of the fools who landed you in this mess. There’s the click of the lock turning, and you sit up a little straighter. “So help me Iㅡ”

He stops, and you can hear the soft ‘click!’ of the transponder snail in his hand as he stares at you. “Um,” you say, “surprise?”

There are a thousand questions Law wants to ask. How long have you been sitting in this room? It’s clear that Penguin and Shachi roped you into their little scheme even though he made it clear he didn’t want anything for his birthday, but ㅡ his eyes lock on the looped sweep of ribbon across your body, then narrow. Had they done that too?

“Before you get mad,” you say as he approaches, “I have clothes on under this.”

Law’s eyes drop to the peek of fabric under a loop of ribbon before he reaches out. “That’s still not much,” he says, letting his fingers drift up the fold of your leg just to watch you shiver. “Can’t believe you let them talk you into this.”

“You know how they are,” you answer, tracking the movement of his hand as he skims it up your side, along your ribs, the side of your breast. “Probably sounded better on paper.”

There’s a nervous, breathy tint to your tone the longer he goes with his examination of the ribbon around you, something he takes pride in as he continues. The knots are clumsy and easy to undo, but he can’t deny that the idea of you tied up like this has stirred something in him. 

“I suppose I should finish unwrapping my present,” he says, then pauses as your expression cracks with a stifled snort before you burst into full on laughter and work your arms free of the now loose ribbon.

“I’m sorry,” you giggle, “but that was…very out of character for you.” Your tone is fond, and Law shrugs.

“Worth a shot,” he says, but the corners of his lips tug upward before you’re leaning up for a kiss, and he obliges. His hands grip your hips as he deepens the kiss, muffles your whine as he pushes you back, following you onto the bed. 

You reach to slip your fingers into his hair, fingers curling and tugging enough to get a hiss from him, using the distraction to flip your position. Law blinks up at you, and you grin. “It’s your birthday,” you tell him, “let me.”

Your lips are at his neck before he can protest, and he exhales softly, closing his eyes. It’s rare that he ever lets you take the lead, preferring to be the one in control ㅡ and you’re determined to make this worth it.

You’re not so bold as to leave marks where they’ll be seen later, but nip just enough to let Law feel the pressure of your teeth in his skin before you let up. 

It's easy to make quick work of his shirt, let your fingers drift over the tattoo on his chest before you follow it with your mouth, pressing soft kisses. One of Law's hands sink into your hair and you hum, ignoring the subtle impatience of the gesture as you follow the inked lines down his abdomen. 

Law's grip in your hair tightens when you nip at the jut of his hip and just above the line of his jeans, catching the soft exhale and subtle buck of his hips as you work marks into his skin.

Law isn't quite squirming by the time you pull back to admire your handiwork but his breathing is heavier, and his head tips back when you reach to palm him through his pants. 

"You're so pretty like this," you say, tone conversational as if you aren't unbuttoning his pants and tugging them down to free his hard length, fingers curling around it.

Whatever Law had been about to say is lost to a groan as you stroke him, swiping your thumb against the precum that beads at the flushed tip. You let him buck into your hand, keeping your pace steady as you watch his face. He isn't very vocal during sex, and so you've learned to watch for his little tells.

The flex of his lower abdomen and tensing of his thighs is the biggest sign that he's close, and Law lifts his head to stare at you when your hand stills. "Really?"

You grin, and his eyes flash, darkening further before he's dragging you up, mouth on yours before you can protest. "Asking for trouble," he mutters against your lips as he helps rid you of your own clothing. 

Two fingers are between your legs the second that you're bare, and you muffle your moan against the front of Law's shoulder. The position doesn't allow for his hand to move well, but you more than  make up for it in the way you grind against it, chasing delicious friction. 

Ignoring your whine when he slips his fingers free, Law grips your hips to position you properly before you sink down onto him. 

Riding him is something else that's still a new addition in your wheelhouse, and your fingers splay against his chest for balance as he stares up at you, studying your expression. "If you're not comfortableㅡ"

"I want to," you interrupt, eyes locking with his before you lift your hips. It takes a couple of minutes to find your balance and rhythm, knowing your legs will be beyond sore for the work they're putting in. But it's worth it for the shift in angle, tip of Law's head as you ride him. 

He takes mercy on you when your hips stutter, guiding you into a faster pace that has a stuttered moan of his name leaving your lips. The bed creaks underneath the two of you, and you're abruptly grateful that this stunt hadn't been pulled on the Polar Tang. (They've heard you once so far, and you're still haunted by it.)

Your attention is jolted back to your boyfriend as he tightens grip before you're tipping, back against the sheets and he tugs your legs up around his hips. The lust-blown quality of his pupils is the only warning you get before he gives an experimental snap of hips, getting a choked cry from you.

Law's pace is rougher than it usually is, perhaps a testament to how close he is even as your own orgasm rises, creeping closer and closer with every thrust of his hips. Snaking a hand down between your bodies, you rub at your clit and whine when he bats your hand away to replace it with his own. 

"Gonna cum?" Low and rough, Law's voice is all you can hear as you nod breathlessly, and he smirks. "Cum for me then, go on." 

It takes a handful of thrusts more before you do, clenching hard around him with a wail. Law keeps moving through your orgasm, dragging it out before he thrusts as deep as he can and stills, spilling into you.

Having the frame of mind to not simply collapse on you, Law falls onto his side and pulls you with him, tugging one of your legs over his hips to keep you anchored. "The next time they convince you to go with one of their dumb ideas," he says, still a little breathless, "don't."

You huff a soft laugh. "You enjoyed this one though," you tell him as you snuggle into him, and his heart stutters when you kiss over it. "Didn't you?"

"I did," he answers, kissing your forehead. 

"Law?" He hums. "Happy Birthday."

(Shachi and Penguin are thanked in the most roundabout way a couple days later, but also threatened to stay out of the more intimate aspects of your relationship.)

[omegaworld]

Trust [Alpha Law x omega reader] - part 2

Important to understand the context

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 - Final

Word count: 3253

Y/n waited anxiously outside the submarine while the man went to get Law. The man finally exits the submarine accompanied by Law and a few other crew members who she remembered were Penguin, Shachi and Bepo the alphas of the omegas she had been with. Her inner omega purrs and her knees almost buckle again at the presence of her alpha, certainly the poster photo did not do justice to the real thing.

The three crewmen seem excited to understand who she was and Y/n holds her breath as Law looks at her and frowns. 'What is this? I made it very clear I didn't want her'

This was it, she was rejected again. Couldn't he see that they were mates? No, he could otherwise he wouldn't have said he had made it clear before. So what was it? Money couldn't be the problem since she was being offered to him. Was she such a disappointment?

'B-But Captain she is your mate!' says Bepo in shock with Shachi and Penguin agreeing. 'I don't want a mate' Law was about to walk away leaving her standing there without even a chance to utter a word.

Y/n's heart was broken into a thousand pieces, she knew she shouldn't have fed those false hopes. Still she clenches her fists and shouts 'Wait!' 'What don't you understand when I say I don't want you for anything?!' Law shouts back irritated and Yn cringes, even if his alpha has that opinion the same doesn't seem to be the case with the alphas accompanying him 'Maybe you don't want an omega but I bet they do!' Y/n shouts pointing at Penguin, Shachi and Bepo (Yes they are alphas, would it be interest an x reader with them?)  

Law casts a glance at the three who seem genuinely interested 'And what do their omegas have to do with you?' Taking a breath to regain his calm Y/n continues this time in a lower tone 'When the merchants go to contact a crew they round up all the omegas they have found of that crew' 'And why didn't they say anything like that when they called?' 'Because omegas are expensive. If the captain doesn't want his for them it's not even worth talking about the others. I've met all three of them, they're lovely and they don't deserve the fate that awaits them if they stay there.' 'And what does that have to do with you?' 'I'm a beast, my value is much higher, if you take me you can trade me for all three without any problems.'

Law sighs at the stares of his crewmates. He might not want an omega but that didn't give him or right to stop his friends from having one. 'Bring na and set a course for the omega trade where she came from' With this Law walks back to the submarine not sparing another glance at the poor omega.

Y/n smiles and plays with her fingers sadly, positively thinking at least she would be good for something good.

___

The trip to the outpost lasted about a week. During those few days Y/n was able to get to know the crew and everyone became quite attached to her recognizing that she certainly had the charisma to be her captain's mate. Even though she was rejected, it was the best and probably the happiest single week she would ever have in her life. She adapted to the routines of the crew, learned to read maps and a little about how the submarine worked, also learned how to cook a few things, first aid, and showed interest in learning to read and write, but for this one week was not enough. The best part of that week was being able to see Law around the ship, and as the dominant alpha of the gang, the whole ship smelled of him, which was very comforting to Y/n.

Shachi, Bepo and Penguin liked the omega quite a bit and eventually felt guilty that she was going to sacrifice herself. They asked several times if it was really okay and she always assured them that it was. After all with no friends, no family, no alpha, an omega's freedom mattered little if she had nowhere else to go. The three alphas even approached their captain several times about why he rejected her trying to convince him to keep her, but it didn't work as according to him 'omegas can't be trusted'.  

Although the days were fun Y/n had to fight nightmares every night. His frightened, crying moans were low enough to go unnoticed by the crew. Except Law. To him the sounds rang loud, digging in and making his inner alpha become desperate with the need to protect his omega. He would never admit it out loud, but it was extremely difficult for him to resist the omega. The way she fit so perfectly into the crew learning and always trying to help or how the environment around her always seemed to rejoice with her beautiful smile. Her scent was also one of the reasons his alpha struggled, he wished he could simply get closer and soak in it.

The night before his arrival at the post was definitely the most difficult. Aside from the fact that he had a glimpse of enormous pain in his eyes when she gave her 'goodnight' to everyone broke his heart, the sounds of the omega that night seemed to be even louder than any other. As such Law was eventually unable to sleep and spent the entire night lying there staring at the ceiling, cold sweats, gasping for breath and his hand pressed heavily against his heart in an attempt to calm the struggle of his inner alpha. After all, omegas were not to be trusted and he would not let a mere instinct overpower him.

First thing in the morning they were able to spot the 'trading' post. The tribulation disembarked and entered the dungeon after Law warned the guards that they were coming on business. Following one of the guards through almost endless corridors Y/n feels chills run down his spine knowing that he would soon be in the same, if not worse, situation again as all those omegas.

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Early in the morning they were able to spot the 'trading' post. The tribulation disembarked and entered the dungeon after Law warned the guards that they were coming on business. Following one of the guards through almost endless corridors Y/n feels chills run down his spine knowing that he would soon be in the same, if not worse, situation as all those omegas again.

Arriving at a specific room where omegas were delivered they meet the 'manager' and Law decides to sum it up in cold words 'I want to trade it for the three omegas of my crew members' the manager analyzes them and turns his attention to a stack of papers reading attentively. 'Shachi, Penguin and Bepo from the pirates of the corazon, two common omegas and a polar bear omega mink' the man looks at Y/n again and flashes a smile stamping that Law was an idiot 'for a beast with white fur' Y/n cringes at the look the man gives him and Law almost growls 'I accept the offer, in fact they were leaving just today, the buyer should be here soon, but I believe you will not be disappointed with such an exchange'. Y/n's eyes open in shock, she didn't expect to leave so soon.

'Just wait a bit, they should be being brought in now.' It was said and done, after about 10 minutes 3 omegas entered the room with their heads down accompanied by guards who release them after a nod from the manager. The eyes of the 3 alphas literally glow and upon smelling the smells the omegas raise their heads looking between the alphas and Y/n and after a moment of hesitation they run to Yn enveloping her in a tight hug. 'Y/n! Did you make it and come back for us?!' Y/n smiles amidst the hug and strokes the head of Shachi's omega 'Exactly, now you will be able to go with them' they look at the alphas and Y/n urges them 'Go'. They each run to their alpha and are immediately enveloped in a tight hug. Y/n tries to soothe the ache in her chest, she wishes she had been greeted like this by Law. But that didn't matter, now at least they would be happy.

The manager approaches Y/n and one of the guards places some handcuffs on the omega. The other 3 omegas look confused between her and the heart pirates. Y/n smiles as she starts to be taken away 'It was bad. You guys go and I'll stay. Take good care of them for me guys'. Law looks away from the scene as he grits his teeth forcing himself to allow his mate to be taken from him forever. 'Law' when she speaks he immediately raises his gaze, looking directly into her bright grey eyes she continues 'You will be happy right?' everyone looks at the captain in expectation as he swallows and putting on an indifferent mask replies 'I already am happy and will be'. Y/n sighs happily at his answer and gives Law the truest smile he had ever seen in his entire life. Not a hint of remorse or rancor, just love and sincerity. It takes everything in Law not to get up and snatch it out of that man's hands. But he didn't, he just watched as those bastards took his omega out of the room and the door closed behind them.  

'Let's get her ready before we bring her back here for the negotiation with the celestial dragon' the man says to one of the workers 'And you dear customers, I believe our business is taken care of, please leave' he finishes leaving the room.  

All the way back to the submarine Law had his eyes glazed over the floor. The whole crew was confused as to why the captain hadn't brought her along, it was obvious how the situation was really affecting him and that he did care about her. The three omegas felt a huge guilt, during their 'stay' together Y/n was the most positive, promising several times that everything would work out, but in the end she sacrificed herself to make it work for the three of them. Both wanted to attack Law but they knew they couldn't because besides being useless it would only create more problems.

On the other hand, Law's thoughts were racing a thousand times an hour about what could happen to her in the hands of a celestial Dragon.

'Captain'  

Law who is already in the polar tang sitting on one of the couches with one of the cushions tightly clutched in his hands, is brought out of his thoughts by Bepo. 'We wanted you to at least see it to the end so you won't regret it later' said this Penguin pressed a button and the room they had been in earlier began to be displayed on the screen. Bepo, Penguin and Shachi could not understand their captain's denial regarding the omega but they all knew how important a companion was. It was apparent that she cared a lot about him and even though Law's denial was quite affected by the whole situation so the 3 alphas decided to place a small transmitting den mushi that would not be visible in the room so that they would later be able to see the negotiation with the Celestial Dragon in a last ditch attempt to get their captain to back down.

Law's eyes widen as he recognizes the room displayed on the screen and was about to question when a loud bang is heard from the den mushi transmitter and redirects everyone's attention to the scene. The bang corresponded to the door being opened and soon the manager entered accompanied by a Heavenly Dragon, two workers and some Heavenly Dragon deer.

The manager nods to the guards who immediately open one of the cells and remove Y/n from it. The little omega keeps his gaze low with his tail between his legs and his ears glued to his head while the Heavenly Dragon smiles 'It is indeed a beautiful specimen! When you told me you had changed my order I was worried, but I'm glad I trusted you! What cute ears, and white ones at that. And this body, I'm sure I can still make good use of it today,' says the dragon as he approaches Y/n and starts stroking her ears with a wicked smile.

At the sound of the Dragon's words and seeing the omega Law's shudder of fear he begins to growl without realizing it too wrapped up in anger over the whole scene he was watching. The growl was low but loud and grew in intensity as he got closer to the omega. Hearing him add 'I bought good doses of potent aphrodisiacs' Law growls loudly and begins to fill the room with his strong alpha dominant scent. The entire team is startled by Law's growl but they proceed with their plan to ignore his behavior and wait for him to get out of control and do something.  

When the Heavenly Dragon approaches the omega's neck to get a whiff of him he twitches his nose and backs away. Looking down at the omega's cuffed hands he quickly steals the fabric from between her small hands and twitches his nose as he smells the pungent scent of another alpha. 'What-' 'Give it back!' Y/n screams with tears of despair as the Dragon pulls the fabric further and further away from her. Law recognized it, it was a scarf he used to wear, now it should be in the back of his closet so no wonder he hadn't noticed it was missing. 'Why should I?' 'Because it's my alpha's!' Dragon grimaces and glares at the salesman 'In case you haven't figured it out now I am your alpha and there won't be another one' the manager tries to calm the whole situation down 'You know what? It's that I went to get her especially for you! She was in the hands of another alpha, but as you can see she remains untouched and without any signs of marking! The poor thing still hasn't accepted that she's been sold, but she's always been quite naughty and I'm sure she'd love to break your spirit!' the Celestial Dragon thinks before smiling smugly at the man's conversation 'P-please' Everyone looks at Y/n and she sniffles 'I-if you let me keep it I promise to be a good omega for you'

This whole situation was so scary and Y/n was sure it would only get worse. That alpha smelled so bad, she never found alphas smells particularly pleasant and after smelling Law all the others seemed even worse. Just the thought of living surrounded by that disgusting smell made her feel like she was about to vomit. Her fate was sealed. All she could do was try to keep that Law-scented handkerchief that Bebo had kindly given her.  

At this point Law was crazy, her inner alpha was screaming and clawing for him to get her out of there. So what if he didn't trust omegas? So what if he didn't want her as a mate? He was her predestined mate and if she didn't stay with him she shouldn't stay with anyone. Or at least not with an alpha she didn't want. If she didn't smell like him she should smell like herself, not another alpha. Seeing her like this scared and helpless, his alpha instinct demanded that he protect her. Seeing her like this, despite everything, fighting for the last piece of him she might have, his alpha purred with his loyalty.

The Dragon lets out a sneering sound 'You have no choice little omega' throwing the scarf away he approaches the omega again 'You will learn that from now on I am the only alpha, the one who will mark you' Y/n's heart sinks, with wide eyes she is unable to move in sheer terror at what the alpha was about to do. She feels like vomiting when she feels his breath on her neck, her marking spot, where an alpha's bite would reclaim her as his.

Something inside Law just breaks, if anyé was going to mark that omega it would be him when the celestial dragon is about to bite Law quickly creates giant 'room' and with a 'shambles' exchanges Y/n for the pillow he was holding. The moment he has her in his arms Law pulls her to him by the waist and his other hand is tangled in her hair getting a good angle of her neck he bites deeply.

The bite sends shivers throughout Y/n's body, Law's scent invades her and she falls forward, the warmth of the alpha marking her enveloping her. She sighs happily, there was no way in the world she could mistake her alpha's presence and looking crazy or not he was right there, marking her and that was what mattered to her. She was being marked by her alpha.  

The omega clings to Law like a lifesaver as he recovers from his stupor while licking his wound. As his alpha instincts calmed down he became aware of what he had done. He had scored an omega, his omega. Law takes a deep breath and pulls away, what he sees in her eyes again surprises him. Joy and gratitude, not an ounce of remorse that he had left her there, not an ounce of doubt as to why she was here, just that, joy and gratitude.  

'You can stay here' everyone rejoices at the captain's words, 'but I still don't want a mate' Law says walking away and turning his back 'you stay here only because it is dangerous out there for omegas' Bepo prepares to question him, but Y/n interrupts him with a happy voice 'Yes captain'

Bepo, Shachi and Penguin had separate rooms now that they had their companions. Y/n had her own room where she had stayed before and for the first time in a long time she slept happily and without nightmares. She was now not only marked by Law but was also covered in his scent making her feel totally protected. What did it matter if Law didn't accept her as a mate? She was with him and safe, she could see him, hear him and smell him every day. This was a thousand times more than even a few hours ago she believed she could ever have.

That night Law remained in his room, the smell of the omega had lingered on him and he hated to like it. As much as those instincts overwhelmed him he still wanted to fight, he knew it was hard and now it would be even harder as he had already partly given in. But the more he sank into that feeling the worse it would be. He remembered as if it was yesterday, Corazon. His omega was also a beast, he loved her more than anything and yet she ran away. Abandoned him to die when he needed her to. If she had fought back surely they would have beaten Vigo and Corazon would be alive. He would not make the same mistake. Omegas are not to be trusted.