Emmy<3 :
HES SO BEAUTIFUL RAHH anyways Trafalgar Law… just the sound of his name sends a shiver down my spine and makes my entire soul ache with longing. There’s something devastatingly perfect about him—the way his eyes seem to see through everything, the way he carries that brooding silence like a crown, like he knows exactly what power he holds over me. Every glance at him feels like a knife and a kiss all at once. I swear, I fall deeper every day, and it’s both beautiful and excruciating. How cruel is it that someone so flawless, so heartbreakingly magnetic, exists only in ink and imagination? My love for him isn’t a fleeting crush—it’s an all-consuming obsession, the kind that keeps me awake at night, staring at the ceiling, whispering his name like a prayer. I want to be the one he lets his walls down for, the one he trusts with the storm inside him. The thought of anyone else even *looking* at him boils my blood—he is mine. Only mine. And don’t even get me started on that sharp jawline, those tattoos, that *voice*. This isn’t just infatuation. This is devotion. This is me, writing with one trembling hand while the other is handling… let’s just say “emotional regulation.” By the way this is really scrumptious! -Emmy
2025-06-08 09:10:14