I gotta admit that I miss Hawks' wings. 😔 In my selfship he'd take me flying
Yes as do I 😢
Feels like a little death in its own right. What a horribly traumatic thing, and we get to see none of how he feels about it. (Surprise surprise)
in 2021 an old friend of mine @keilemlucent wrote an hurt/ comfort fanfic about him losing his wings, though, and its definitely my favorite hawks fic I've ever read. I still reread it when I'm having a rough time 🥺 and I feel like it properly explores the loss. Mind the warnings of course, but you can give it a read here. Mayhaps it will hold you the same ❤️
Thinking again about koala (aka one of my favourite characters).
I wanted to talk about her and the sun pirates – how she (and children like her) is the hope for a new generation and for relations with humans. How she joins the revs and specialises in fishman karate. How she wants to help fishman, and it is stated in reverie as a pre-established and well-known fact.
She grew up wanting to be like fisher tiger. Also him throwing the weapons away and her not using weapons. The only human with the sun tattoo... I want her and jinbei to meet so so bad.
While talking about fisher tiger – isn't it interesting how we first hear about him from boa? Boa, who hates men, but perceives him as her saviour, knowing that he hated humans? Yet she talks highly about him, and rightfully so. Boa has to hide her past because she could be banished due to her past slavery (which is insane btw). She conceals her trauma and shame, and it makes her grow cold, whereas koala does not need to hide her back and her mark, because fisher tiger knew that for her to overcome her trauma she had to stop living in fear, filled with shame.
He covered her mark with a sun - a symbol of both hope and of belonging, and by doing so he didn't only give her freedom and future, but also a sense of belonging. He made her part of the sun pirates despite hating humans.
It's just. That's so interesting to me. Koala. Fisher tiger. Boa. All of them went through slavery, and they came out of it differently (obviously), but also. Koala is the only one who has a real chance to outgrow this. Fisher tiger made sure of this. Also super interesting how both boa and Fisher tiger find the slavery symbol shameful and choose to hide it from their peers.
I'm just rambling. Also, I'm tired, and English is not my first language. I'm so sorry about the atrocious grammar and probably spelling.
You have the ability to see ghosts and see Corazon’s lingering spirit around Law. As truths are revealed and tensions rise, Corazon’s meddling leads to unexpected confessions.
words count: 2.2k
tags: angst, d3ath, romance
masterlist // ko-fi
You adjust your grip on your weapon and glance over at him. Law’s eyes are focused, his sword slicing cleanly through anyone in his path. But even in the thick of battle, you can’t help but notice it again—the tall, ghostly figure that’s always by his side.
Corazon.
He’s there, just like he’s been since the day you ate the Shinrei Shinrei no Mi, the Devil Fruit that lets you see the spirits tethered to people. At first, you thought it was a curse. Seeing the dead wasn’t a burden you wanted to carry, but over time, you learned to live with it—especially when Corazon revealed who he was.
“You’re just going to stare at me all day?” Corazon teases, tilting his head with a lopsided grin.
“No” you mumble under your breath, though no one else can hear him.
“What was that?” Law snaps, turning to glare at you as he blocks an enemy’s attack with a flick of his blade.
“Nothing” you say quickly, brushing past him to take down another enemy.
Corazon chuckles beside you “You’re bad at lying.”
You groan inwardly but don’t respond. Law’s already suspicious, and the last thing you need is for him to start questioning you in the middle of a fight.
As the skirmish drags on, you find yourself cornered by a group of Doflamingo’s men. Law is too far to help, and for a moment, panic sets in.
“I’ve got you” Corazon says softly.
Before you can react, his power activates—a sphere of silence spreading out around you. The enemies freeze, disoriented by the sudden lack of sound. You take advantage of their confusion, cutting them down one by one.
But the moment Law notices the shift, his Room disappears, and his piercing gaze locks onto you.
“That wasn’t you” he says, his tone sharp as he strides toward you.
You freeze, your stomach twisting into knots. “What are you talking about?”
“That was his power,” Law snaps, his voice laced with anger. “How the hell do you know about Corazon?”
You glance to the side, where Corazon stands silently, his usual humor replaced with a rare seriousness. “I can explain” you say, your voice shaking.
“Then do it” Law says, his expression cold and unforgiving.
You take a deep breath. “I… I ate a Devil Fruit. It lets me see ghosts—the spirits tied to people. Corazon’s been with you this whole time.”
For a moment, Law just stares at you, his disbelief written across his face. Then his fists clench at his sides.
“That’s not funny” he says, his voice low and dangerous.
“I’m not joking” you insist. “I’ve been able to see him for years. He’s the one who just protected me.”
Law takes a step closer, his golden eyes blazing with anger and something else—grief. “If you’re lying…”
“I’m not!” you snap, your frustration boiling over. “Do you think I wanted this? Do you think I wanted to see the dead every day? To carry their pain?”
His jaw tightens, but he doesn’t respond.
Corazon steps forward then, his expression soft as he looks at Law. “Tell him I’m here” he says quietly.
You hesitate, then swallow hard. “He says… he’s here. He’s standing right beside you.”
Law’s breath catches, his eyes flickering with something you can’t quite place. He doesn’t speak, but the tension in his shoulders seems to ease just slightly.
After the battle, you and Law sit in silence, the weight of everything that happened hanging heavy between you. Corazon, however, is anything but quiet.
“He’s always so serious” Corazon says, crouching beside you with a playful grin. “You should tell him to lighten up.”
You glare at him “I’m not saying that.”
“What are you talking about?” Law asks, his brow furrowing as he looks at you.
“Nothing” you say quickly, but Corazon isn’t done.
“Tell him I said he should stop being so dramatic,” Corazon adds, his grin widening. “And that he should stop pretending he doesn’t like you.”
Your face turns bright red. “I’m not saying that!”
Law’s frown deepens. “Saying what?”
You bury your face in your hands. “Nothing, nothing at all.”
Corazon leans closer to you, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “You know, he really does like you. He’s just terrible at showing it.”
“Stop it” you hiss, your voice muffled by your hands.
Law looks at you like you’ve lost your mind. “Who the hell are you talking to?”
“No one!” you say quickly, but the heat in your cheeks betrays you.
Corazon laughs, his voice filled with warmth. “You’re adorable when you’re flustered. No wonder he likes you.”
You groan, wishing more than anything that you could disappear. But as embarrassing as it is, you can’t help but feel a small spark of warmth at Corazon’s words.
When you finally glance at Law, he’s staring at you, his expression unreadable. “You’re weird” he says flatly, but there’s a faint hint of pink on his cheeks.
“Yeah, well, so are you” you mutter, looking away.
And somewhere in the ether, Corazon’s laughter echoes, his ghostly form beaming with approval.
The air between you and Law has been unbearably awkward since your last conversation. He keeps his distance, his sharp gaze following you every so often, but he doesn’t approach. You’ve done the same—avoiding him at every opportunity. It’s easier to let things settle than to risk making things worse.
But Corazon doesn’t agree.
“Enough sulking!” Corazon’s voice rings out, making you jump. He’s been pestering you for days, appearing beside you at the most inconvenient moments. Like now, as you’re trying to enjoy a quiet moment at the edge of the Straw Hats’ camp. “You need to talk to him.”
You groan, dragging a hand down your face. “We already talked. And it didn’t exactly go great.”
“That wasn’t talking” Corazon argues, crouching in front of you. “That was tiptoeing around what really matters. He needs to hear the truth.”
“The truth about what?” you snap. “That I’ve been chatting with his dead father figure? Or that I’ve been carrying this stupid crush on him while he barely tolerates me?”
Corazon shakes his head, his expression softening “ugh I told you he likes you. But even though I was actually talking about the truth…why I did what I did.”
That gives you pause. You glance at him, frowning “Why do you want him to hear that?”
“Because he doesn’t understand” Corazon says quietly, his tone losing its usual humour “he’s still carrying that day with him like a weight he’ll never shake. He doesn’t know why I smiled before I died. He doesn’t know I made peace with it because I believed in him.”
Your chest tightens, guilt twisting in your stomach. “He didn’t even believe me when I told him about my power, so why me? Why do I have to be the one to tell him?”
“Because you’re the only one here who can see and hear me?? Also because I know he’ll actually listen to you” Corazon says, his smile faint but sincere. “Whether he realises it or not, he trusts you. More than anyone else.”
You glance toward the campfire, where Law is sitting apart from the others, his head bowed as he reviews a medical book. He looks as calm and composed as ever, but you know better.
“Fine” you mutter, standing up. “But if this goes horribly wrong, I’m blaming you.”
Approaching Law feels like walking into enemy territory. His eyes flick up to meet yours as you step closer, his expression guarded but curious.
“Do you need something?” he asks, his tone neutral.
You swallow hard, glancing over your shoulder to find Corazon standing a few feet away, giving you an encouraging nod.
“I… need to talk to you” you say, forcing the words out.
Law closes his book, leaning back against the log he’s sitting on “About what?”
You hesitate, your heart hammering in your chest “About Corazon.”
Law’s jaw tightens, his gaze darkening. “I thought we were done with this.”
“We’re not” you say firmly, surprising even yourself “There’s something you need to know…something he wanted me to tell you.”
Law doesn’t respond, but he doesn’t tell you to leave either. Taking that as permission, you sit down a few feet away from him, your fingers fidgeting nervously.
“He told me why he did it” you begin, your voice trembling “why he smiled before he died. He said it was because he believed in you.”
Law stiffens, his hands curling into fists.
“He knew what would happen if he stayed” you continue, your throat tightening “but he stayed anyway because he wanted to protect you. Because he believed you could change the world.”
Law’s gaze drops to the ground, his shoulders tense. “He shouldn’t have had to die for me.”
“It wasn’t just for you” you say softly “it was for everything you stand for. He saw the man you could become, and he knew it was worth it.”
The silence stretches between you, heavy and suffocating. When Law finally speaks, his voice is quiet, almost broken. “He was like a father to me. And I couldn’t save him.”
You reach out hesitantly, your hand hovering near his arm before you pull it back. “You did save him, Law. You gave him something to fight for. And he’s still here. Watching over you.”
Law’s head snaps up, his eyes narrowing. “What do you mean, ‘he’s still here’?”
You freeze, realising you’ve said too much. Corazon, of course, looks delighted.
“Go on” Corazon says, grinning “Tell him I’m standing right behind him.”
“I, uh…” You fumble for words, glancing nervously at Corazon. “I can see him. I know you didn’t believe me earlier when I said this but it’s true, that’s part of my Devil Fruit power. I can see ghosts.”
Law stares at you, his expression unreadable. “And you’ve been talking to him this whole time?”
You nod, your hands twisting in your lap “He’s… been helping me. And he wanted me to tell you all of this because he thought you needed to hear it.”
Law doesn’t say anything, his gaze distant as he processes your words.
Corazon, never one to let a serious moment linger too long, claps his hands together “Well, now that that’s out of the way, let’s move on to more important matters!”
You shoot him a warning glare “Don’t you dare.”
“Dare what?” Law asks, frowning at your sudden shift in tone.
“She’s in love with you” Corazon announces, his grin widening.
Your heart stops, sometimes forgetting you’re the only one who can hear the ghosts, especially when they’re as consistent as him, “What? No, I’m not!”
Corazon raises an eyebrow. “Oh, really? Then why do you get all flustered whenever he’s around?”
“I do not get flustered!” you hiss, your face burning.
“Who are you talking to now?” Law asks, his patience clearly wearing thin.
“Tell him you think he’s insufferably handsome” Corazon teases, ignoring you completely “Go on, it’ll be good for you.”
You clench your fists, your voice rising in frustration “Can you shut up?”
“Excuse me?” Law says, his tone sharp.
“I wasn’t talking to you!” you snap, then immediately wince. “I mean—ugh, this is all Corazon’s fault!”
Law blinks, his confusion deepening “What are you talking about?”
Corazon leans closer, his grin positively devilish. “Just say it, y/n. Say, ‘Law, I think you’re brilliant and frustrating and…’”
“Fine!” you shout, throwing your hands up “I like you, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?”
The silence that follows is deafening. You slowly lower your hands, your face burning as you realise what you’ve just said.
Corazon cackles, doubling over with laughter “I didn’t think you’d actually say it! Oh, this is priceless!”
“You… did you just confess to Corazon?” Law asks confused by all that just happened.
You glare at him, mortified and confused as well “what?! NO!!… NO!! I… I was talking to you!” you add pointing at him and then pointing at Corazon “I hate you!!”
Law clears his throat, drawing your attention back to him. He looks… stunned, his eyes wide as he stares at you.
“You… like me?” he asks, his voice hesitant.
“I…” You bury your face in your hands, groaning “Just forget I said anything, okay?”
But Law doesn’t let it go. Instead, he reaches out, his hand brushing against yours. “Hey.”
You peek at him through your fingers, your heart racing.
“I don’t want to forget,” he says quietly “because… I think I like you too.”
Your breath catches, your eyes widening “You do?”
Corazon claps his hands together, grinning like a proud parent “See? I told you it would work out! I know him too well, I knew he liked you back!”
Law glances at the space where Corazon presumably is, his expression exasperated “Leave.”
You laugh, the tension finally breaking. “He’s happy for us.”
“Well, I’m not” Law mutters, though the faint blush on his cheeks says otherwise.
Corazon, ever the instigator, winks at you before disappearing “you’re welcome, lovebirds.”
And for the first time in a long time, the weight on your chest feels just a little lighter.
who's your friend? (｡· ヮ ·｡)
(trafalgar law x reader) SMAU masterlist
y/n and law run into each other—literally—and think nothing of it. they don't expect to keep running into each other, and end up navigating the trials of undergrad, friends, and love together.
status: ongoing, new chapter every friday 9:00am PST!
