Trafalgar D. Water Law ~ Ep 1022

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Trafalgar D. Water Law ~ Ep 1022

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🐝 * ― 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.
❛ are we actually doing the right thing? ❜ ❛ are you bleeding? ❜ ❛ are you even sorry? ❜ ❛ are you still mad at me? ❜ ❛ are you sure you’re gonna be okay on your own? ❜ ❛ can’t we just be friends again? ❜ ❛ can we pretend this never happened? ❜ ❛ can you help me with this? ❜ ❛ didn’t you listen to what i just said? ❜ ❛ did you ever even love me? ❜ ❛ don’t you believe me? ❜ ❛ do you trust me? ❜ ❛ do you understand what that means? ❜ ❛ do you want to talk about it? ❜ ❛ haven’t you heard the news? ❜ ❛ have you ever cared about anyone other than yourself? ❜ ❛ how did you do that? ❜ ❛ how will i ever be able to repay you? ❜ ❛ is it my fault? ❜ ❛ is there anything i can do for you? ❜ ❛ was all of this just a lie? ❜ ❛ we’re gonna survive this, right? ❜ ❛ what are you doing here? ❜ ❛ what do you want from me? ❜ ❛ what have you done to them? ❜ ❛ what makes you think i’m going to help you? ❜ ❛ when was the last time you ate something? ❜ ❛ when will it stop? ❜ ❛ when will you ever grow up? ❜ ❛ where were you last night? ❜ ❛ who did this to you? ❜ ❛ who the hell are you? ❜ ❛ why can’t you just let it go? ❜ ❛ why didn’t you tell me sooner? ❜ ❛ why did you leave me? ❜ ❛ why don’t you come home with me? ❜ ❛ why would you do something like that? ❜ ❛ will you call me when you got there safely? ❜ ❛ will you please tell me what happened? ❜ ❛ will you stop doing that? ❜
@bleuwalk , continued.
this wasn’t the first time he noticed it. he’d picked up on it back on punk hazard; when sanji had lit a cigarette while unwittingly standing within the far edge of his operating room. it had been nothing more than a fleeting information dump of muscles, sinuses & emotions that had culled itself the second sanji stepped out of his influence & all he was able to read was an oddity in the man’s lumbrical muscles. at the time, law had paid it no mind — he had no connection to these people & frankly, he hadn’t cared.
& now, as he sits here ; attention more so on the man serving them than that of the food itself, he finds himself observing. tracking the fluidity of sanji’s body. it was minute; practically unnoticeable to the untrained eye & truth be told, law presumes that the symptoms could easily pass as something as simple as nicotine withdrawals. which fell in line with sanji’s habits well enough but —
the second cup of coffee is accepted, though left largely untouched. merrily simmering away just aft of his elbow as he finds himself giving in & taking that beforgotten hand into both of his. it’s a lapse of judgment. perhaps he’s truly gotten comfortable on this ship with these people. to allow himself the indulgence he’d typically only have with his own crew.
no matter, what’s done is done & law easily shifts into work mode. turning sanji's hand over so that the palm faces him. & without any preamble, he’s pressing the flats of his thumbs into the joint of the man’s wrist & dragging them upward. applying enough pressure to physically map out its structure at first & then repeating the action with a lighter touch to sooth the integrity of the other’s muscles. thoroughly massaging at the places where his own skilled hands have discerned the main underlying factors. digging in & working through the cords of sinew only to pull back & pass over them more delicately.
he’s careful in his touch, keeping sanji's appendage steady as he traces through the man’s palm. kneading in with intent only to lessen the pressure & smooth it out across the cusp of interossei muscles. it’s all for naught; however, as he suspects that he’s hit a rather sensitive spot & when sanji pulls back, law lets him go freely.
“your opponens pollicis and adductor pollicis are hypertensive. it’s nothing serious, some light massaging should relieve the tension in the muscles, i would advise on having it done sooner rather than later less the issue persists.” he leans back in his chair then. reclaiming his previously forgotten coffee & savoring the flavor even if he had let it chill during his ministrations. “i could continue to fix it now if you’re willing, blackleg-ya.” he won't apologize for the intrusion of personal space, it wasn’t in his nature. “or you could ask one of your shipmates to assist you. tony-ya seems quite capable.”
it’s deliberate ; the way in which he seeks her out. side stepping a literal game of tag along the way — he swears here & now to never let the mugiwara’s get too friendly with his own crew less the younger members manage to wrangle his own into their tomfoolery. a sigh breaks the silence as he finds himself within her company. seating himself against the floorboards a foot or so away from the woman ; leaving her to whatever task she’d been busing herself with. content to soak in the sun in a fleeting moment of peace.
@bloominghands , sc !
law pegs him the very second he steps foot into the establishment — after all, he’s an hard man to miss even without the entourage that used to trail after him like a lost herd of chicks back on punk hazard. with a breath, law disregards the bowl of udon & leans back ; letting one arm rest against the chair’s spine while the other absently toys with the binding on kikoku’s hilt. “something i can do for you, smoker-ya?”
@stovthearted , ft. smoker , sc !

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“blackleg-ya.” it’s said in way of a greeting as he enters into the chef’s domain — seeking salvation from the blonde’s rambunctious crewmates. a breath is given ; relief rolling through his muscles & momentarily alleviating a peculiar headache ; though the brief respite is a welcoming one, it does nothing to cull a certain itch. the need to do something with his hands summating & while tony-ya’s medical collection of vials, herbs & books was impression it still left law feeling: lacking. stationary. inert. a moment passes & law moves further into the galley, gaze skimming over the plethora of utensils. “would you like a hand?”
@bleuwalk , sc !
“i’d classify it more of an incentive more than anything else.” it’s said without much preamble. spoken against the whistling wind as the hearts captain adjusts against the plush fur of his navigator. overly unperturbed in regards to the marine’s uninvited presence – though considering the crimson murky turn of events leading from the paramount war to the hundred-fold of disembodied hearts that had ultimately lead to this moment, law can’t say he wasn’t expecting someone from the navy to show up on his deck-boards. it was only a matter of time — as most things were.
“i don’t think you’re here to blatantly gripe about the bloody mess i left at your doorstep.” something dark & knowing flashes across his countenance, twisting his lips up into something akin to that of a smirk. “are you, fist-ya?”
@marinehero , sc !
if i fits, i sits energy on the back burner.
“ Weaklings cannot choose their way of death.”
TRAFALGAR LAW - F R E E W A L L P A P E R
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i like that law wears heels on main.

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Presses kisses all along his tattoos, leaving red lipstick marks everywhere. 💋❤️
it’s a different shade of crimson that coats his fingers now & law watches on with a sense of morbid curiosity. letting each of his fingers twitch beneath her gentle caresses until finally, he turns his hand over in hers, threads his fingers through hers & pulls her in. he smirks. leading her fingers up to his mouth, where lips part & teeth nip at the soft supple flesh. “that’s a dangerous game you’re playing, nico-ya.”
[ scream ] my muse hears your muse scream and runs to them (Law hearing Robin scream in the middle of a battle, something she never does >:3ccc maybe it’s a pain DF or something someone used on her gkdksk)
upended chaos ; that’s what these sort of things turned into when mugiwara-ya involved himself. tearing through another land with the calamity of change chasing swiftly in his wake. his crew is much the same, he’s long since learned ; digging their heels in & standing their ground on behalf of someone else. admirable if not ill-advised. & law’s stuck somewhere in the in-between. forced to aid in a battle he’d otherwise avoid for the sake of an alliance he had forged.
ridiculous.
that being said, the fight itself is a farce ; a joke & he’s not overly needed, not when the mugiwara’s have the battle in their collective hands. in fact, he’s taken to flanking the rear — keeping tabs on the other captain’s crew as they advance through the pitiful ranks opposing them.
that is — until she screams.
his demeanor abruptly changes. the sod in front of him is met with the cold steel of kikoku’s blade-edge; his head leaving his body in one clean sweep. “shambles” & all at once, the upturned pebbles at robin’s feet are whisked away & kikoku sings. her weight effortlessly swung into the space before her — at the devil fruit user who had dared to touch one of his own.
the power that sweeps over him sears ; it’s proverbially claws sinking into his flesh as its infliction involuntary washes over his skin instead of that of the mugiwara’s archeologist. it hurts & law’s jaw clenches. his teeth setting on edge as he bears the brunt of the woman’s influence. kikoku shifts as he pulls her back into a readying stance ; his head tilting enough to show that while his gaze remains locked on his newly acquired opponent, his attention, for the moment, is on robin. “are you okay, nico-ya?”
My hand just slip.

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TRAFLAGAR - YA / todoufuken .
@deathbore continued from X
There was no such thing as anyone simply saying they wouldn’t scream at how the child looked. The white ever so presents on his skin growing more with each day, time, and gnawing away at the life he had left for him. Hearing that SOMEONE wouldn’t scream seemed like a cruel joke in his eyes. Imagine actually finding someone like that….well a few didn’t only after he told them to stop. He was tired, and he knows better to be carrying this around(the knife), but right now he is lost. So lost…he didn’t know where he was or were even Corazon was.
Keeping his guard up, he faltered a little once he saw this bubble? A ROOM ? It went as far as his eyes could see, it reminded him a lot of Corazon’s when he simply used calm, allowing him to sleep the night away in peace. He wouldn’t let his guard down though, this was a stranger trying to get him into letting his guard down.
“So you know.”
A statement nothing more-nothing less. The young child ignored his question about his age completely. Someone else who knew about the events, and it did nothing, but made him feel bitter. Everyone knew, EVERYONE KNEW, yet no one wanted to help. No one wanted to take the time to understand that this DISEASE would hurt no one, it couldn’t hurt anyone. Their simple brains couldn’t understand that, no no they had to let the fear take over them before ill rumors started to spread.
False claims that everyone he cared about died.
His only twelve currently, he has been with Corazon, hospital after hospital. Facing the hate, the fear, the comments. It brings everything back to him. A monster. A freak. He should have died like the rest. He tightened his grip on his knife, a hardened gaze of staring up at the adult.
“ ….you know so, are you going to try to kill me because I’m what-a monster? If you think that I’m going to let you kill me you’re wrong. Wrong. I’ll kill you…..”
He grips the knife tighter before he starts a running start at the stranger. It’s like the child has gone mad now.
“I’LL KILL YOU !!!”
He’s yelling at this point, trying to get at least a cut into the other. His mind is just utterly blank into taking a life. He isn’t thinking that Corazon might be upset with him. He’s not worried about his own safety. He’s just a child…a child trying to take his anger out on someone else. It hurts so much, the rage is making me drown and no one is here to help him calm down and focus for once. For Law….he’s alone, so utterly alone, with only rage as his companion.
“ah — i know.” knows the unending sensation of dread that clung day in & day out to his person. knows the overwhelming weight of self - loathing that consumed him each & every time the doctors removed them from their pristine little hospitals & he had to watch cora-san scramble to the next location all while trying to keep law’s hopes alive.
everyone was always too enraptured by their own fears & misconceptions to help a child in need. too lost in the belief that he’d to become an abomination seeking to destroy their way of life. they couldn’t even understand their own ineptitude. never once realizing that their medical knowledge was lacking.
it sets his teeth on edge — he was never able to tell cora-san that it was okay. that he had long since accepted his fate. nor was he ever able to properly thank the man whose very actions had resulted in saving his meager life. a fact that’s managed to chase him throughout his years ; haunting him. & now, staring down what he knows to be his younger self, he’s once again reminded of it.
the cold-warmth glinting against the hue of law’s eyes snuffs out. replaced only with the sad remnants of anger as he watches the kid advance on him. knife poised & aimed to maim.
it doesn’t get far though ; despite the fact that law lets the younger version of himself encroach upon his personal space. a wicked grin displacing his features as his fingers twitch. “shambles” & just like that, law’s affronted; not with a knife, but with the head of some poor child’s rubber chicken. it’s stupid little squealing squeaker sounding utterly pitiful in the wake of intentions.
law sighs ; reaching down to clasp the kid’s wrist. not caring of the fact of skin brushing over skin. or the fact that he’s just unwittingly slotted the discoloration of his own affliction right under the kid’s nose. “like i said, it’s not contagious. why would i kill you?” though, he does idly wonder what would happen to his current self if he were to stamp his past self from existence. it’s a fleeting thought, one he absolutely dismisses without much of a second glance.
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