#inksofoblivion

Cyn: 

@inksofoblivion​ asked: ‘ are you really that sensitive? ‘ -from inksofoblivion- ​[ sweet & sour ]

     It might have been partially her fault. The door was closed. Not locked. And they were technically in his space, so he was free to come and go without announcing himself. Alice imagined that the reason why she’d stepped away for the moment was clear: it was time to check on the injury at her side, apply more ointment and change the bandages. Maybe that was the point of him following several steps behind and joining her in the restroom so unceremoniously; seeing the progress of her case and witnessing the efficacy of her treatment.

She didn’t bother covering herself up. As doctors, they were both well familiar with the human form, and it’s not like she was naked, so she just kept going, removing the bandages. The impact had caused the skin to tear in some places, but they had closed well, only leaving behind a purple bruise. All in all, the healing was coming along nicely, her personal medication speeding up the process.

In the time it took her to locate the ointment jar in her bag, Law had apparently crossed the room to get a closer look and reached out to feel the area around the bruising. In her mind, she could reach the rational conclusion that he may have been checking the temperature, but suddenly feeling someone touching her when she wasn’t expecting it - especially him - sent a shiver down her spine, making her shudder.

Come on Ikkaku, this is in the interest of medicine.

“an ally, you say? and what proof have you got of this?”  

inksofoblivion wrote:

“I wonder how it feels to be a well known and fresh-out-of-jail criminal.” Sought by the Marines and the World Gov. A dangerous woman with a dark past, and a future full of possibilities.

She froze mid-movement momentarily. It’s not that she didn’t expect to be recognized at some point or another - she just really didn’t feel like having to switch hotels again, god forbid islands. 

Well, she thought, we’ll just have to see how this goes.

Placing her wine glass back on the small ornate table set next to the armchair she was lounging in, she smoothed down her dress and cleared her throat. “I might ask a similar question myself. I’ve seen your face around. There’s a hefty sum waiting for whoever shows up with your head.” Shrugging nonchalantly, she continued with a small smirk: “But I place little value in titles that don’t matter, and I never look back.”

Impel Down was awful, of course. Horrible and painful and so not a time she liked to revisit in her mind. She looked the man - whose name she did forget, by the way - up and down, noting the elegant arch of his brow and the inky letters on his slender fingers. 

Symbol Meme - Affectionate/Nice Edition | Open!        

♛ - Comforting them (how about ALL THREE? Gotta go make some irl fc icons for Nami)

DIEGO @numcrodos

It’s just any other day at the bar she worked at. Nami wasn’t a stranger to becoming a bar-tending therapist from time to time, but today’s ‘client’ really managed to tug at her heartstrings a little bit. Short hair and a scar from his scalp to his cheekbone, the stranger had no hesitation in venting about some issues with his family and his mom. Having lost her mother, she felt inclined to offer some kind of comfort to the leather clad man, even if the part of her that craved big tips was telling her no.

“Hey. Have this.” She grinned, sliding a drink to him. “It’s on the house. But don’t tell anyone! I don’t give just anyone free drinks! Let’s just say this whole Mom thing is something I can relate to.”  

MONET @snxwbird

Leaning over the railing of the upper deck, she took notice of Monet, alone on the lower deck of the ship. Brown eyes may have lingered for a while before realizing Monet was upset. Whatever the reason, the Strawhat’s newest crew member didn’t deserve to feel this way. Walking down to the lower deck, Nami stretched her arms into the air, before leaning backwards on the rail next to Monet.

“You look like you could use some company!” The navigator flashed a huge grin, before leaning her head back and looking at the bright speckles in the sky above them. “What are the stars telling you tonight Monet?”

LAW @inksofoblivion

Wano had so far been an interesting country to explore, however Nami couldn’t help but feel uneasy about how she was unable to see Law’s face underneath his mask. There was no way of reading how he was feeling or thinking. In an effort to reassure him that things were going ok, she caught up to him, matching his pace for a little while.