#trafalgar law

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Hear me out- CoraLaw wedding and CORA takes Law's last name. Just shedding the Doflamingo name and embracing Law as his family and love forever. Rosinante Trafalgar IS a mouthful but I think it'd be pretty 🥺🥰

Law is that lovesick fool that writes his crushes name with his last name surrounded with hearts in the back of a notebook we all know he wouldn’t give himself Donquixote after his Doffy Trauma

[hecblp]

you have no idea how much i love op gakuen

[awkwardp0tat083]

Currently on the Dressrosa arc. What feelz!

"Don't try to find a reason for somebody's love!"

[serenfloras]

grand line more like gay line lol [proceeds to get executed starting the gay pirate era in the process]

[sen-ya]

Kisses pt 5 || band au

[physics-of-one-piece]

Rosinante hiding Law in a treasure chest is a symbolic way to show Law was Rosinante's treasure, in this essay I will -

Law was Rosinante's treasure.

Law was Rosinante's treasure.

Law was Rosinante's treasure.

Law was Rosinante's treasure.

(breaks down and cries)

Law was Rosinante's treasure.

[awkwardp0tat083]

I wanna talk books with them 🥹

They're having book discussion~

[baby-xemnas]

SEQUEL TO NOVEL LAW WAS ANNOUNCED WITH THAT AMAZING ARTWORK AND THEN KINU NISHIMURA POSTED THAT SHE DID IT??????????????? I'M GOING TO HAVE A HEART ATTACK

novel law continuation is incredible news....i'm so excited....please give my boys an adventure. i hope its the same person who wrote the first one which means it will have cute lawbepo.aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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A Lucky Injury - Law

Summary: Your Captain, whom you've been crushing on since you joined the Heart Pirates, was injured in a fight, and his wound is in a place he just can't reach, forcing him to ask you for help bandaging it. Features pining (reader is down bad).

Pairing: Trafalgar Law x Gn!Reader

Genre: Angst, Eventual Fluff

CW: SFW // Slight Mention of Blood and Injury (no real gory details though)

Word Count: 643

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It was a lucky injury. You were a bad person for thinking it, a horrible person for gleaning any amount of pleasure from your Captain��s pain, but it was a lucky injury. Somewhere between mild and moderate on the scale, closer to moderate though Law claimed it was mild, the gash on his shoulder blade was just out of reach. For him, at least. The gash was well within your reach. It was also serious enough to warrant medical attention, but not so serious that you had to worry about his future health. 

It was a lucky injury. 

“Take off your shirt,” you ordered him, doing your utmost to act normal as he sighed and went to pull his hoodie off. To your sick pleasure, he flinched a little when he did, allowing you to step in and pull it the rest of the way off. You caught the lingering scent of his soap and that special laundry detergent he used for his sensitive skin mixed with his sweat, and you had to stop yourself from pulling the garment to your face and inhaling like some sort of lunatic. 

“Y/n-ah, I can do it myself.” His voice sounded lower than usual, similar to when he was tired or battling a cold he insisted he didn’t have. It was gravelly, like it might give out at any moment. 

“Just like you could fight those guys yourself?” You set the hoodie beside him on the exam table and assessed his wound, drying some of the blood from his tanned skin. You took extra care not to look at his bare chest, knowing full well those heart tattoos and lithe muscles would make it too difficult to concentrate on your work. 

“I did fight them myself,” he said. “And I beat them myself, too, so don’t-” He hissed as you dabbed his wound with antiseptic. 

“Yeah, you’re a real tough guy.” 

“I’m a Warlord,” he reminded you. 

“And the most terrifying one, to boot.” You continued cleaning his wound, a little bit too aware of the way his jaw clenched as you worked. Oh, and the sinewy line of his shoulder. You knew your captain was a nerd, but he certainly didn’t have the body of a guy who spent much of his time hunched over a desk. 

It was a lucky injury. 

“Why are you taking so long?” He asked. “It’s clean by now, just bandage me up.” 

“Doctors make the worst patients,” you tutted, giving his wound one more pass with the antiseptic. It was for his own good, not because you wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to touch him. 

“If you’re dragging this out to punish me for going in by myself-” 

“I would never prolong your suffering,” you interrupted, reaching for a bandage. “That would be unethical.” 

“Yeah,” he muttered, “a pirate would never do something unethical.” 

“Is the Warlord going to lecture me now on ethics?” 

“Maybe.” He cleared his throat, and you realized there was a slight pink flush to his cheeks, though you had no idea why. You could only imagine he was embarrassed to be caught in a position where he needed help. 

You considered messing up the bandage so you had to redo it, now not even so enamored by his naked upper half as you were enjoying the way he squirmed, for once not in a position of power, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Of course, you regretted it as soon as he grabbed his dirty hoodie and tugged it back on. 

“I’ll need to change that in a few hours,” you told him as he stood up. “Come find me after dinner.” 

“Thanks,” was all he said before slipping out, leaving you with the fresh memory of his shirtless form and warm skin. 

It was a lucky injury. 

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comfort - trafalgar water d. law

a/n: listen... i was always a law simp pre-wano..... but wano law 😭😭😭 you will always be famous. and the brain rot is just so intense for him that i had to write this fic

a/n: i'm still adjusting to my antidepressants and literally have 9 labs due this week so forgive me for not being insanely active; i'm mainly just trying to survive 💀

nothing but fluff here! 💗

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when he comforts you:

-the captain goes above and beyond to silently help you out. chores you were supposed to do around the polar tang are miraculously already done, a cold glass of water and a small snack left on your nightstand when you wake up, your laundry folded and put away.

-and it doesn't stop at that. law wants to make sure you can relax and destress, so this sweet man will run you a bath, dimly lit with candles and a glass of wine, and he'll stay to gently wash your hair and give back massages. fully allowing you to just enjoy the warmth of the soapy water and his touch.

-he'll always make time in his schedule for cuddles, even if that means the two of you are crammed into his desk chair, he'll hold you tight to him, gently stroke your hair, and whisper sweet nothings into your ear.

-while advice isn't law's strongest area of expertise (he's much too pessimistic and blunt for that 💀) he is a fantastic listener. once he knows you aren't looking for a solution to your problems but just someone to support you while you rant, he'll sit through hours and hours of ranting and rambling, attentive eyes on you, his hand on the smalls of your back rubbing soft circles into you, even when he's busy he'll always lend an ear to your problems and a shoulder to cry on.

-he's a lot more affectionate than usual when he notices you haven't been yourself. pda suddenly doesn't bother him anymore, and he won't leave a room before giving you some kisses, his arm will be around your waist as he address the crew, or he'll grab your hand and intertwine his fingers with yours.

-when you're sick, injured, or on your period: law will provide literally the best cuddles you could ever ask for, his silk sheets against your body, the smell of his cologne filling the room, his warm body next to yours, your head on his chest, he'll let your fingers trace over the lines of his tattoos with absolutely no protesting. he's going to do the most for you, and if you didn't know him as well as you do, you'd truly have no idea who was leaving little chocolates and love notes on your pillow, a new book on your bed, your favorite drink stocked up in the fridge, and the fresh flowers on your nightstand everyday. he'll never address it or come out to take credit for it, he'd just do it. the captain will shower you in kisses much more than usual, on your cheek, the top of your head, a small peck on your lips, he's much more affectionate as its the subtle way he expresses his love and worry for you.

when he needs comforting:

-law is not the kind of guy to talk about his problems. a lot of this is because he struggles with verbalizing his feelings, worries, and stresses, but also because he doesn't find any relief in it. you instantly know when the captain needs you by the way he asked for you to meet him in his office. the second the door closes, he's picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and holding you so close to him, the faint scent of bourbon vanilla fills your nose as you bury your face into the crook of his neck.

-there's nothing the captain loves more than the feeling of your fingers tangled up in his soft dark raven locks, with your face resting against his chest you can hear the way his heart beat slightly slows fully enjoying the sensation of your touch.

-law finds lots of solace in hearing your voice, it's simply music to his ears. he'll listen to stories about your past or adventures you've been on, rambles about your hobbies, what you did today, anything and everything. he loves the distraction it provides him as well as the comforting ambient noise it provides while he works.

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a/n: soft law my beloved 😭😭😭😭😭 i totally forgot the whole "when you're sick" section of this fic when i first posted it, so i panic wrote that shit so damn fast 💀 it's been a minute since i wrote one of these 😭😭

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First Kiss (Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace, Law)

_____ Pairings: (Separate) Luffy x Reader; Zoro x Reader; Sanji x Reader; Ace x Reader; Law x Reader Summary: How he becomes your first kiss. Warnings: Kissing, fluff, slight angst in Law's, alcohol in Zoro's Notes: The above image does NOT belong to me, Female Reader [One Piece Masterlist] _____

- Luffy -

"Hmmmmmm." You feel the heat rush to your face as your raven-haired Captain looks at you intently, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Hmmmmmm." You can't help the laugh that bubbles up at his unusually quiet and contemplative demeanour but that only causes him to come closer, leaving barely any space between your faces. "L-Luffy... what is it?" You watch as he stares deeply into your eyes and there is quiet for a moment. It is like your crewmembers, who are supposedly scattered around the vicinity have disappeared. Your heart beats faster. You have tried to ignore the growing feelings for your Captain, but being this close can only cause your smothered emotions to ignite. "I wanna try something." He says, a determined expression on his face and you tilt your head in question. Just what was he wanting to- Your thoughts are cut short as Luffy moves forward and closes the space between you. It takes you a moment to realise, that his lips are on yours.

He’s kissing you.

Your eyes widen, but Luffy parts from you before you can even react. You are met with his wide grin and you have never seen such delight in his eyes. "Shi shi shi, you taste nice [y/n]." You have to force yourself not to gape in your disbelief. Someone kissed you. Not just someone... Luffy, your Captain, your crush, what- "Luffy! You- you-," Your words are stuttered out in your shock but Luffy simply laughs at your expression before mimicking the tilt of your head earlier. "I thought that's what you do to the person you like?" His words cut you short of your rambling as your surprise increases tenfold. He likes me? Was that a confession? "I- I haven't kissed someone before," you say under your breath but Luffy catches your words and it only causes his smile to widen. "Me neither!" You find yourself leaning forward at the proclamation, and he grins as he does the same.

- Zoro -

You watch as Zoro downs another bottle of sake and can almost laugh at the expression on his face; it is his fifth and still, he is calling for more. You nurse your own drink in an appropriately sized cup as Zoro turns a sharp eye to you, "What are you smiling about?" You grin teasingly but shake your head, "Nothing, I'm just wondering how far you'll go before you have to stop drinking." Zoro smirks widely at your words and takes another swing of his bottle. "Is that a challenge?" He asks before leaning closer to you, and you have to fight the heat that wants to rush to your cheeks. Even in the dimly lit bar you sat at, he is still so handsome. You watch his defined face and his well-built muscles glow under the low lights and have to fight to keep your eyes on his face. I wonder how it would feel to- "N-nah, we'll be here for decades." You murmur with a roll of your eyes, trying to keep up your nonchalant facade, but Zoro spots your wondering gaze. His grin widens subtly as he invades more of your space and you struggle to keep your proximity as he leans in closer. "See something you like, doll?"

When you look up he is hovering over you and you fail to keep the fluster at bay. You stutter words that take no shape, and in an instant one hand goes to hold your face before he closes the space between you. Immediately, you taste the alcohol that lingers on his lips intrude yours, and you are surprised at how soft and slow and gentle he is. The kiss is short, and when you part you look at the swordsman in stunned silence, but he merely grins before leaning back into his seat once more. "You- You just-," you stutter and despite Zoro’s sharp eye as he looks to you, there is mirth in his irises, "Yeah, what about it?" His words are so blunt you suddenly feel as though the kiss hadn't meant as much to him, even though it was your first, but you are surprised when he quickly catches your dismay. "I don't just kiss anyone, you know." He interrupts the lingering silence and you look up, only to see his face close to yours once more. "You're drunk," you murmur your heart beating faster as he inches closer, "I don't get drunk, doll." You taste the alcohol on his lips again.

- Sanji -

You lean back, admiring your creation with a wide grin. Finally. You had been working hard all morning to create Sanji's favourite dish as a thank you for having saved your ass about a week ago. But in your mind, you also just wanted to do something nice. Sanji always doted on the women of the crew and you would be happy to return the favour even if it was just this one time. You would also be lying to say you hadn't gained feelings for the love-lost cook, but you knew how stupid it would be; he didn't seem like someone who had his eyes trained on one woman at a time. You couldn't help it though, and among your feelings, you suddenly felt nervous. You had conjured up a dish for, basically, the best cook in the world; you hoped he would like it... you hoped he would appreciate it. Unbeknownst to you, the cook your mind drifts to has already entered the kitchen, eyes widening in surprise at your presence so early in the day, and more importantly a familiar dish your gaze was trained on.

"Love, what have you made so early in the morning?" Your heart pounds. Love, you adored that nickname, he kept it just for you. "S-Sanji! It's for you, a thank you, I-I hope you like it..." Your words are smothered in nerves but the cook is stunned to silence. You made something for him? Was he dreaming? Was this heaven? He almost starts crying and your eyes widen at his lingering tears before you usher him gently to the dish; of course, what fills the air is compliments on compliments. "The best thing I've ever tasted", "Beautiful", "Thank you", "Would you like to taste-" You don't know where you find the courage but among his ramblings, your gaze wonders to his lips, and before you know it you have stepped forward. "L-love?" When you close the space between you both, only a split second can pass before Sanji basically malfunctions. However, in that short moment, you taste his sweet lips, lingering with the dish you made and the faint tint of a cigarette. You savour the feeling of his trembling hands as they reach for your arms in anticipation. You hold on to his shaky breath as he fights to reciprocate.

When you part, your eyes widen as you realise the breadth of what you have just done. It was your first kiss. You had really kissed him. But your concern is now not on the kiss but on the cook who is basically dead on the floor, murmuring about going to heaven. Yes, you have to shout for Chopper afterwards, but in the aftermath, Sanji does his best to return the favour... well, without dying at your feet again.

- Ace -

You glance at the horizon in awe as shades of red and orange mingle in the blue sky and sunset takes over the long day. To your right, you suddenly feel warmth, as a presence comes to lean on the railings with you to watch the falling sun. You don't even have to turn to know that it is Ace. You smile softly but your eyes are still trained on the illuminance of the sky. "Isn't it beautiful?" You softly utter before finally turning your gaze to the second division commander, but to your surprise, he was looking at you already. "Yeah, beautiful..." His words are murmured and you think you're hallucinating when you see genuine awe in his irises but you have to roll your eyes at his remark. "You really couldn't have picked a cheesier line Ace." You say as you tease his choice of words, but Ace keeps that determined look in his eyes, that shine of pure honesty. "I'm just telling the truth." Your heart hammers erratically in your chest, and you curse the way he so easily influences the rhythm; how he so easily influences you. There is a long comfortable silence, though untold feelings linger beneath it, but when you look up to meet his gaze again, you are surprised to find him closer to you than before.

"Can I kiss you, [y/n]?"

His question is asked so bluntly that you are taken aback. Your eyes widen in surprise, and you watch the way red seeps onto Ace’s cheeks, nerves engulfing him. His irises flicker in subtle desire as he tries to keep your gaze. You think your lungs have ceased to work as you struggle to get the oxygen going. "I- I-" You want to tell him you might be bad at it, that you've never kissed a soul, but you stop yourself from breaking the trance that lingers between the two of you. Your nerves have taken over and so you find yourself nodding. When he closes the distance, you feel utter warmth. His lips are soft as he pulls you impossibly closer and you feel the delight in his movements; you feel the longing. His arms hold you to him and one of his hands caresses your hips soothingly whilst yours tangle themselves in his raven locks. The kiss lasts only a few moments, but you wish it would go on forever; when you part, it is only because the both of you need air. When you open your eyes he is grinning at you so wide, it is like you presented him with the world's greatest treasures, and in some ways that was true; you were all he wanted. He lets you take in a breath, before he leans towards your lips again, warmth lingering and the faint sound of the crew cheering behind you.

- Law -

You sit on the bed, slightly mortified, and terribly embarrassed. You curse yourself for having agreed to participate in the game 'never have I ever,' because of course, you had to be that boring person, never drinking because you had done basically nothing. The last straw was when Shachi tried to do you a solid but embarrassed you further when he asked if you had kissed someone. Of course, seeing as you hadn't, the crew looked in silence as you held your untouched drink sheepishly in your hands, their mouths agape in shock. "What?!" "[y/n] you mean to tell me, you haven't kissed someone before?" The comments lingered on and now you wonder why you didn't lie; no one would've known better. Moments pass before you hear a knocking at your door, and you contemplate pretending you're asleep but you sigh at the repetitive rhythm and decide to answer. To your surprise, it is your Captain, and the man you unfortunately had a significant crush on that was on the other side.

"Law... what's up?"

You try to keep up a nonchalant facade like you haven't just been tearing apart your mind because of the events of the evening. Law returns your half-hearted smile with a blank look on his face as he sighs deeply. "Don't give me that [y/n]-ya, what happened back there?" His question leaves you wanting to melt to the floor as you remember back to how you hastily tried to leave the room with your abundance of excuses. "I don't know what you're-" But his words interrupt yours, more gently than you would've expected. "Is this about Shachi's question, you know it's just a stupid game? It's normal not to have kissed someone yet." You internally cringe as you hear your Captain's words but now your eyes are trained on the floor as you sigh, almost withering under the weight of his attempted comfort. "I didn't think it was just a big deal. I- I guess I was just saving it, you know?" You watch as Law's usually darkened eyes ignite before he spares you a knowing smile. "I know." His eyes travel from your eyes to your lips and you are surprised to see the faint blush that reaches his face. "You know, [y/n]-ya, I didn't drink either." You pause as you look up, eyes widening in surprise and disbelief. "Wh- Law what are you-" But he interrupts your rambling as he closes the space between you, now mere inches before your face.

"Can I kiss you [y/n]-ya?"

You take in a shuddering breath. What's happening? Are you dreaming? Is this really happening? You can't find the words and so you slowly nod, and Law wastes no time connecting his lips to yours. His lips are soft and gentle, his movements almost tempting the new sensation shared between the both of you, but a mere moment passes before you find the rhythm and he intensifies the kiss. His hands reach for your waist and your hands reach for his hair. There is a long moment shared between you before you finally reach for a breath. He looks up to you with a gentle smirk that has your heart beating faster, and you take the courage to close the space between you once more. Nevertheless, when Law tells you to rejoin the group, you are both able to drink to Shachi's question and stare amusedly at the crew who look between you and Law with shock.

[badly-drawn-doflamingo]

Mr Loser himself

[attyrocious]

mochi mochi hamster law for #surgeonofdeathcollab round 2