#Trafalgar lammy

[mothzan]

Memories

[chuchu-lovely-munimuni-muramura]

TRAFALGAR D. WATER LAMMY & DONQUIXOTE ROSINANTE; Poster talk.

(Lammy is around fourteen (14) years old in this comic, while Law is around eighteen (18))

An AU where both Lammy and Cora are alive and works as marines⁉️ Damn!!

I think that Lammy's opinion on Law in this AU is going to be a mix of confusion and anger.

Also!!! I'll be very happy if someone could help me find a name for this AU (I suck at finding name ideas)!!

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Lost And Found

Chapter 2: Part 2

Notes:

SURPRISE! PART 2! ENJOY <3

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Lammy was certain her life couldn’t get any weirder.

She came from a rich town, got really sick, was almost a victim of genocide, almost died anyway because she was still really sick, and then became a doctor! Weird! Okay, it was “traumatic,” but that never stopped her!

She had finally settled down, content to disappear on some random island where no one knew her real name. One couldn’t be too careful, of course. 

That all changed when her famous pirate brother almost physically ran into her one day.

Lammy couldn’t believe her eyes! She knew that there was a large chance that the Trafalgar Law who was raising hell on the sea was also Trafalgar D Water Law, her beloved older brother, but she didn’t think they’d actually ever get to meet! She figured that she would just hope that he would continue to survive in this crazy, messed up world and not meet an untimely end. 

And then he asked her to join his crew! Lammy was so stunned she didn’t know how to respond. After sleeping on it she realized that she never wanted to let her brother go again, not after everything. So she became a criminal! A very cute and nervous criminal! 

Lammy was woken up by a loud snore. She opened her eyes and stared at a large, furry lump. The Heart Pirate’s resident Mink snored loudly throughout the night and it was so different from what Lammy was used to. She was used to sleeping in her own room in her own apartment and definitely not a community bedroom.  

She sighed and stared up at the ceiling. She listened to the sound of the crew breathing and snoring. This was going to take time to get used to. She wondered if she’d sleep at all tonight. Maybe she just needed to convince herself that it was just like having a fan. It was all just background noise, right?

Well, it was sort of, kind of, maybe true. Lammy did fall asleep, it was just hours later, way into the very early morning. She heard the crew start to wake around her but she drifted in and out of consciousness while they did so. They wouldn’t mind if she caught up on some sleep, would they?

That question was actually answered pretty quickly because while the crew had no problems with her sleeping in, their captain did. 

Law woke her up with an amused raised brow. She half-glared up at him, somewhat delirious from her lack of sleep. She couldn’t stay annoyed at him, however. They were just reunited after all. 

So, she tiredly got out of bed and slipped into her jumpsuit. The jumpsuit that everyone was required to wear, of course. She trudged to the bathroom to brush her teeth and do her hair. After braiding her long hair she walked towards the cafeteria to eat breakfast. 

As she approached the room she started to become anxious. This was her first breakfast on the

Polar Tang. She wasn’t quite sure what to do. Sure she had dinner the night before but this was different. Everyone crowded around her the previous night, unable to believe that, yes, she was Captain Trafalgar Law’s long lost sister. They had asked her so many questions about herself that she wasn’t sure if there were any questions left. 

But honestly, what made her nervous was that she had no idea where to sit!

She stopped at the entrance of the cafeteria and saw everyone being loud and rowdy. Lammy stared at them all as they happily ate their meals. They were an excitable bunch it seemed. She really had no idea what to do. 

She heard a giggle and saw Ikkaku smiling at her. She patted at the spot next to her. Lammy let out a relieved breath and sat next to her. She cleared her throat and Ikkaku giggled again. 

“This must be very different from what you’re used to,” Ikkaku said with a bright smile. 

Lammy nodded. “Yeah.” She looked around the room. “None of this is what I ever planned on seeing or happening.”

Ikkaku laughed. “Well, I can definitely relate to that. I never planned on leaving my island but then Captain and everyone showed up and, well, here I am!” Lammy smiled tiredly at her. Ikkaku blinked. “Are you okay?”

“Huh? Oh. Yes. Just a little tired. I didn’t sleep well last night.”

Ikkaku brought her fingers to her chin. “I suspect it’s because you aren’t used to sleeping around people, right?” Lammy nodded. “I’m sure if you ask Captain he would give you a separate room so that you can sleep alone.” Ikkaku smiled at her kindly. 

Lammy looked at her hands before making fists. “No. I’m a Heart Pirate now. I want to be with all of you. I definitely don’t need special treatment anyway.”

Ikkaku giggled. “Well, you’ll be spoiled by Captain either way, I think.” 

Lammy chuckled. “You think?” 

“Definitely!”

Lammy and Ikkaku talked for the entirety of breakfast. Lammy felt a warmth in her chest, happy that she had made her first friend on the Polar Tang. Halfway through breakfast, Law sat at the table they were at. He was quiet, he never spoke other than a comment or two. She wasn’t sure if it was because he didn’t know what to say or if he was just enjoying being at the same table as her and therefore didn’t feel like talking. Lammy didn’t mind, she was happy he was there, too.

Everyone started to finish their meals, placing their dishes in the sink and filing out of the cafeteria to do their duties. Hakugan and Uni went to the sink and started washing the dishes, it was apparently their turn to do so. Lammy shifted, not sure where to go from there. Law said her job was “doctor” but she really didn’t see any doctoring needing to be done. So what was she supposed to do now?

Penguin sat next to Law and they both stared at her. She cocked her head.

“Yes?”

“We need to get your physical done,” Law said dryly. “It's a requirement.”

“Yeah, you said that.”

“Penguin will be doing your physical,” he said and took a sip of his black coffee.

“Penguin?” Lammy questioned. “Are you a doctor, too?”

“Nope!” Penguin grinned. Lammy stared at him, growing nervous.

Law sighed. “He’s my “head nurse.” I’ve taught him everything he needs to know. He’s perfectly capable of doing your physical today.”

Lammy hesitated. “Not that I don’t believe you,” she started. “But why aren’t you doing it?”

Law looked uncomfortable. “I don’t think you want me doing…everything that’s required.”

“Everything?” She questioned.

“Everything,” Penguin said. “Captain is quite thorough in his exams. For you and Ikkaku, that means a breast and pelvic exam.”

“Oh!” Lammy nodded. “Yep, that makes sense,” she chuckled nervously. 

Penguin stood up. “Shall we go?” He grinned at her.

Lammy nodded. She followed after Penguin and Law followed her. It didn’t surprise her that Law required multiple tests and exams. She was sure he wanted to make sure that everyone was in their best shape that they could be and she was even more sure that he didn’t want anyone on the Polar Tang catching something that was preventable.

They stopped outside of the infirmary and Penguin turned to them. 

“You can go in, Lammy. There’s a gown on the bed and a cup for a urine sample. Go ahead and get ready while I wait out here.” Penguin raised his brow at Law. “Are you going to wait out here like a puppy dog?”

Law scoffed and rolled his eyes. He sipped his coffee and let out a breath. “I trust that you are capable,” he said stiffly before walking away.

Penguin snorted and turned to Lammy. “He’s like that. Go ahead and head in.”

Lammy nodded and walked into the room. She walked across the sterile floor and towards the bed. She looked around the metal room. It was hardly warm and inviting. Cold metal, testing equipment, sterile surgical tools – this was very different from the clinic she used to work at.

She started to take off her clothes and sighed. She didn’t give a proper goodbye to the staff. She just left in a hurry, hoping to catch her brother before he left. She didn’t regret it, of course, but she wondered if there was a better way to do it. Maybe she could’ve asked Law for another day. Then again she was hardly thinking when she rushed up her pirate ship, she just wanted to be with Law.

As Lammy was sitting on the bed, Penguin knocked on the door. She looked over when he opened the door. 

“Ready?” He asked.

Lammy nodded.

Penguin walked over to the counter and put on some disposable gloves. He walked to the bed and collected her urine sample and set it aside. He picked up a clipboard and a pen. He grabbed a rolling stool and rolled it over to the bed and then sat on it.

“You’re a doctor, so you already know what all I’m going to ask you and what all I’ll do. Don’t be nervous. Captain was right, I know what I’m doing.”

Lammy nodded. “So, Law makes everyone do this?”

“Yep. He’s a neurotic and anal person about a lot of things but the two main things,” Penguin held two fingers up, “are his crew’s health and cleanliness.”

“Yes, I’ve noticed how everything on the sub is quite…clean.”

Penguin laughed. “Yeah. He can’t stand messiness. He’s a bit more relaxed with the crew quarters, of course. That’s where we sleep and relax so he’s more willing to let it be untidy, but the rest of the Tang? Must be spotless.”

Lammy nodded.

Penguin started the exam, never once making her feel uncomfortable. He was gentle and kind. He asked the appropriate questions and did the exams properly. Lammy was quite impressed, but she supposed Law had to be a good teacher if Penguin had no previous medical skills and learned everything from him.

After Lammy had put her clothes back on she walked up to Penguin with a smile. “You did a great job,” she told him. 

Penguin blinked before grinning. “Well, thanks! Captain did teach me almost everything but I did have to add my own little flair of bedside manner.”

Lammy giggled. “I suspect my brother isn’t the best at being a warm and loving doctor?”

“Nope! He’s good at the medical part of being a doctor, not so much at the warm personality part. That’s alright, though. We love him anyway.” Lammy grinned widely at that. “You’re free to go, Lammy. All of your test results will be ready tomorrow but I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about.” He took off his gloves and tossed them in the trash. “Captain wanted to see you after the examination, so you’ll want to find him. He’s probably in the control room.”

“He wants to see me? Do you know why?”

“I suspect I know why, but I don’t want to give you the wrong info so you’ll have to let him tell you.”

Lammy hummed. “Alright. Well, I guess I’ll see you later.”

“Sure will!”

Lammy left the infirmary and walked towards where she thought she remembered where the control room was. She walked down the empty hallway, the hum of the Polar Tang following her around. She stopped at the entrance to the control room, where she saw Hakugan and Law talking.

Lammy took a step into the room and both men looked over to her. Law smiled at her awkwardly. She couldn’t tell what Hakugan was doing on account of the mask. She took in a breath.

“Penguin said you wanted to talk to me?”

“Yes.” Law patted Hakugan’s shoulder before walking towards Lammy. He walked out of the room and motioned for her to follow him. “I wanted to ask you how you defend yourself, or if you even know how?”

“Uh, pepper spray?”

Law sighed. “That’s what I figured.” He stopped and turned to her. “You’ll need weapons training.” He started to walk again.

Lammy stood with her mouth agape before clearing her throat and catching up to him. “Weapons training? You want me to fight?”

“No.” He looked at her. “But you’re a pirate now. There’s going to be fights and I can’t always protect you. You’ll need to defend yourself in case I can’t.”

“I guess that’s true,” she mumbled. She followed after him as he led her to the hatch door. “What weapon are you going to teach me?”

“The weapon is up to you and what you’re comfortable with. You can use anything we have to offer.” He opened the door for her. Lammy walked out and saw Shachi standing on deck with a sword. “As far as the training goes, the crew has decided that I will not be training you.”

“What? Why?”

“Because he’ll be too busy worrying about hurting you to properly train you,” Shachi answered for Law with a laugh.

“I will still monitor your progress and get you the weapon you want, but I have been apparently overruled,” Law grumbled with his arms crossed. 

Lammy swallowed nervously. She looked at Shachi and then to the side where there were weapons set aside. There were a couple different types of guns, a spear, a short sword, brass knuckles, and a quarterstaff. She felt like she was in some fantasy novel where her mentor was telling her to pick her path or something like that.

“Don’t look so nervous!” Shachi laughed. “I’ll work you hard but I’m not an ass!” Lammy nodded, not feeling any less nervous. “The first thing we’ll need to do is get you fit and flexible. No point in holding a weapon if you don’t have the oomph behind it!”

“Uhh, right…” Lammy nodded. That made sense. She was…out of shape. She just didn’t get much exercise is all. She kept telling herself that she needed to start working out but never did, opting to read a book in bed rather than go on early morning walks. “Where do we start?” She asked innocently.

Shachi grinned at her in response. 

It really could have been worse. Probably. Maybe. 

First, she stretched and loosened up. Easy enough. Then Shachi had her run laps around the deck so many times she lost count. Then there were jumping jacks. Then there were squats. Then there were pushups. And then there were, ugh, lunges. And this was only day one!

Lammy laid on her back on deck, staring up at the cloudy sky, sweaty and tired. She didn’t even have the chance to look at the weapons let alone pick one up and choose one. Shachi had gone inside, bringing the weapons in and letting Lammy rest before taking a shower. Lammy felt a breeze roll across her sweaty skin. Her once neat braid was a complete mess and stray hairs blew in the wind.

She heard the door open and then a giggle. She looked over to see Ikkaku walking towards her with a bottle of water. Ikkaku sat down next to her and offered her the water. Lammy gratefully took it and sat up. She sipped and then sighed out.

“I’m not sure I’m cut out for this,” she said.

Ikkaku laughed. “You know, I said the same thing. Shachi works you hard, but you’ll get there. You just gotta get through this first very sore bit.”

Lammy sighed. “I guess I will be sore, won’t I?” She mostly said that to herself. “What weapon do you have?”

“I have a sword,” Ikkaku proudly said with a big grin. “You know what’s a good way to rest off a workout?” Lammy shook her head. “A nice hot shower and some warm chocolate chip cookies. I had Clione make you some when I found out Captain was having Shachi train you.”

Lammy almost burst into tears not only because Ikkaku was being so sweet and kind, but because the idea of warm chocolate cookies sounded amazing. Ikkaku giggled and stood up. She offered her hand to Lammy. Lammy smiled and accepted the help, already feeling the aches and pain of what was to come.

They walked into the sub and into the crew quarters where Lammy grabbed some clean clothes. She walked to the community showers and took a very nice, hot shower. She washed and scrubbed her body and shampooed her hair. She redressed and wrapped her hair in a towel. She blinked a few times, realizing she was truly exhausted. 

Ikkaku grinned at her when she emerged from the showers. They walked to the cafeteria together. Clione saw them walk in and greeted them.

“Well, hello ladies!” He said from the stove. “The cookies are good and ready to go! I made ‘em special for you two but don’t go tellin’ no one. Don’t want ‘em thinkin’ I treat you girls special.”

Ikkaku took Lammy’s hand and pulled her to the cookies. “Don’t worry, Clione, your secret is safe with us…and Captain.” Clione laughed. “What’s for dinner tonight?” Ikkaku asked before bringing a cookie to her mouth. Lammy followed suit and grabbed a warm cookie.

“Glad you asked my curly haired friend! Captain and Bepo managed to fight a giant octopus earlier this mornin’ so I’m making karaage and takoyaki with some rice and veggies of course. We need to be eatin’ our grains and vegetables!”

Lammy’s mouth watered at the idea of takoyaki .

“That sounds great, Clione!” Ikkaku responded happily. She turned to Lammy. “How’s the cookie?”

Lammy swallowed. “It’s really good.”

“Of course it is!” Clione said. “It’s got my special ingredient in it!”

“What’s the special ingredient?”

“Love.”

Ikkaku snorted and lightly punched Clione in the arm. “Don’t tease her.” Clione laughed in response. 

Lammy watched her two crewmates laugh together. They seemed so happy with their lives and so happy to be around each other. Lammy felt herself smile, she hoped that she could be this happy with her crew one day soon. 

Ikkaku and Lammy took a couple cookies each and left Clione to focus on dinner. They walked to the crew quarters after finishing their cookies. Ikkaku walked to Lammy’s bunk and stared at it. 

“Next time we stop at an island, we’ll need to get you some things to personalize your space,” she said with a nod. 

Lammy looked from her to around the room, noting that every bunk did have its own personality and style. She looked back to her bunk and almost laughed at how bland it was. 

“Did Law choose the gray bedding?” She asked with a smile.

“Sure did!”

Lammy giggled. She supposed she could have brought more of her things from her flat. In fact she probably should have, but she was so determined to get to Law before he left she hadn’t thought about it. She really did just leave her entire life behind.

She sighed with a smile. Oh well, no point in dwelling on it. She’d much rather be with her brother than anything else.

Lammy sat on the bed, her muscles aching and her bones creaking. Her whole body and mind slowed down almost to a stop and she realized she was very, very tired. Shachi really did work her hard. 

Ikkaku giggled. “Best not fall asleep quite yet. You still need to eat. Captain is already strict when it comes to everyone getting their appropriate meals, I can’t imagine how he would be if you skipped a meal.”

Lammy yawned and nodded. “You’re right. I don’t want to miss out on takoyaki anyway.”

Clione called everyone to dinner. Lammy shuffled into the kitchen with Ikkaku. Everyone was in high spirits again, happily eating their fried octopus dishes. Law was sitting down with a book and a beer, eating his food between turning the pages of the book.

The takoyaki was amazing. It was crispy and had just the right amount of everything. Lammy was going to bed with a full, happy stomach. The crew started to drink and sing songs around her. She smiled and rested her chin in her hand. She didn’t know any of the songs but it was hard to fight such a warm feeling in her chest. 

The Heart Pirates seemed like such a happy bunch. It was a nice change of pace to her life.

Lammy excused herself, causing the crew to whine and complain that they wanted her to stay. Shachi laughed and boasted that he did a good job training her if she was this tired. She said goodnight to the crew and walked to the crew quarters alone. She somehow made it to her bunk and collapsed on the bed face first. She took one, two, three deep breaths and then she was out like a light.

Lammy woke up sore the next day. So incredibly sore. She sat up slowly and breathed out a whine. She heard chuckles around her and looked around.

“Shachi always works everyone so hard!” Uni said. “Don’t worry, Lammy, you’ll get there!” Resounding agreement followed. 

Lammy felt it hard to not smile at the crew. She let out a breath and stood up on her shaky legs. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt this sore. It had to have been…Lammy swallowed and shook her head, ridding herself of the memories of Flevance. No need to fill her thoughts of worse times, her life had improved so much! She was happy now!

Ikkaku stood next to her with a smile. “Want to go get ready together?”

Lammy and Ikkaku walked to the community bathroom together. Ikkaku asked about Lammy’s life. How did she become a doctor? How did she like her coffee? Did she leave a boyfriend behind?

Lammy blushed at that last question causing Ikkaku to burst into laughter. 

“That’s probably for the best. Captain gets really scary when he wants.”

“I can only imagine.” 

Ikkaku smiled at Lammy in the mirror as she finished brushing her hair for her. After Lammy pulled her hair into a bun they walked to the kitchen together. Clione had already prepared breakfast and most of the crew was filling their plates with bacon and cute “toad in a hole” egg toasts. 

Lammy sat next to Law, ready to dig into her meal. She raised her brow at her brother’s food. Unlike the most of the crew he had a bowl of rice with a runny sunny side up egg. How curious. Did her brother not like toast? She asked him quietly, not sure if this was some odd quirk he had developed over the years.

“No,” he said simply. “I don’t like bread.”

Lammy cocked her head, remembering a time where they happily ate fresh raspberry jam on toast in the morning with their parents. She watched him eat his rice silently, either not noticing her blatant stare or choosing not to care. She chose not to pry, her brother’s tastes were not her business. Besides, people lose interest in food all of the time. Nothing to truly dwell on.

Ikkaku sat in front of the two siblings with plenty of bacon. Law raised his brow at her and she stuck out her tongue. Lammy blinked between the two of them. More food habits? Interesting.

Lammy looked around the room and saw everyone had a different way of plating their food and the amount they had. Some had more bacon while others had more eggs. Some had chosen rice and eggs while others only chose toast and bacon. There were different drinks, coffee, milk, orange juice, and even tea. Lammy wasn’t sure why the different breakfast habits astounded her. 

She supposed she still wasn’t used to being around so many people. 20 something people all at once wasn’t what she was used to, especially when it came to living with people. But she would get used to the chatter and noise. She’d get used to the different ways they took their eggs and coffee. While it was different, she was sure that she would grow to love this crew and be comforted by their presence. 

“What kind of food do you like, Lammy?” Ikkaku asked as she brought a piece of bacon to her lips.

“Uh, all kinds of food. I’m not really picky.”

“Well, you have to have a favorite, right?”

“Hmm, well I’d have to say curry. Yellow curry with shrimp.”

“Noted!” She heard Clione call.

Ikkaku giggled and Lammy smiled. Lammy and Ikkaku spent the rest of breakfast chatting while Law silently ate his meal while reading the newspaper. As everyone finished breakfast they piled their dishes in the sink and the dish washers got right to work, just like the day before. Ikkaku waved goodbye as she walked to the boiler room. Everyone started to walk to their posts happily. Lammy watched everyone leave the kitchen when she felt a smack on the back.

She turned and saw Shachi grinning at her. She felt true fear in that moment, knowing what was coming next. 

Over the next week it was like clockwork. She’d wake up, be greeted by the crew, Ikkaku would join her in the showers where they talked about whatever came to their heads. She would eat breakfast with Law and whoever else decided to sit with them. Shachi would train her, working her until she was sure her legs would fall off. After training she would help any crewmember she could with chores or their jobs, happy to get to know her companions.

Sometimes there would be a minor injury and she would join Law in taking care of them. It was a good way to get to know the infirmary, Law’s healing skills, and her crew all at once.

There were a couple times where the Polar Tang would be attacked by some giant sea monster but Lammy was always inside when that happened. She never got a chance to see anyone fight. Law made sure she wouldn’t see a fight until she was ready.

One day Lammy and Shachi discovered that her weapon of choice was a spear. She liked the weight of the weapon and the way it felt in her hands. Once Shachi accepted that, he told her that Penguin would be training her from that point on as he also used a spear in fights. Lammy was a little relieved, maybe Penguin would go easier on her than Shachi. He was always so kind to her.

She had started to really get along with the Heart Pirates. They had taught her sea shanties, started to get her used to the ale they drank, and she became a quick expert in fishing in the deep sea. She had started to feel like this was her true home, like she was born for this.

The one thing that was off about this whole pirating thing was that it was still very awkward between her and Law. He seemed like a busy person. He always had a nose in a book or newspaper, he regularly had ink from a pen on his fingers, the dark bags under his eyes told her that he didn’t sleep much, and he always looked…a little sad.

She wanted to talk to him. To sit down with him one day with a cup of cocoa and just talk about their lives and the time they were apart. She wanted to know everything about him. Why he always seemed to focus on something serious, why he always seemed like he was forlorn. She just didn’t know how to approach him. Unlike his joyous and outgoing crew, he was reserved and serious. From what she remembered of their childhood, he was like that back then, but he was happy. They both were.

“What’s on your mind, Lammy? You’re distracted,” Penguin asked as he crouched down to rest. He wiped his brown with his gloved hand and let out a breath.

Lammy sighed. “Well,” she started. She gripped the spear in her hand before releasing it. “I want to talk to Law.”

Penguin cocked his head at her like he didn’t hear her. “What do you mean?”

“I mean…we just haven’t really talked much since I joined his crew. I want to talk to him, to learn about his life. He’s my brother and I want to know who he is and how he grew up.”

Penguin rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “I see,” he said. “I’ve known him a long time, so I think I know what it is. He’s probably anxious around you.”

“Me? Really?”

“It’s more complicated than I’m making it sound. He’s complicated. I think he doesn’t want to disappoint you by who he became over the years.” Lammy pulled her knees in front of her and rested her chin on them. She sighed. Penguin smiled at her. “I think if you tell him you want to spend time and talk to him he’d do it. He’d just be awkward about it. It takes a little time for him to open up, but I think for his precious little sister he would.”

Lammy smiled back at him. She opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by noise coming from inside the Polar Tang. Lammy’s ears perked up at the sound of muffled distress. Her eyebrows scrunched together as she looked at Penguin with a confused expression. He sighed and scratched the back of his head. 

“I think someone was acting up again.”

Lammy’s face contorted into even more confusion. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve never seen Captain’s powers, right?”

Lammy shook her head. “No.”

“Well you’re about to get a crash course.”

“What do you-”

Lammy was interrupted by the hatch door being swung open. Lammy jumped at the sudden noise but Penguin didn’t flinch. She looked over and gasped when she saw Law with an annoyed look on his face holding the distressed head of Shachi. 

“I said I was sorry!” Shachi exclaimed. 

Lammy stared at the scene in stunned silence. How was the head talking? How was this possible? What did Law do?

Law’s upper lip curled into a snarl. “Not good enough,” he said. Law looked over to Lammy. She bit her lip as he walked over to her. 

Law had grown so tall. He towered over her. He was much taller than she remembered their parents being. 

She looked from Law’s face to Shachi’s head. “Um…” she managed to get out.

“Apologize,” Law said and held up Shachi’s head to Lammy’s face. “Now.”

“Alright!” Shachi cried. “I’m sorry, Lammy.”

Lammy blinked twice. “For what?”

Shachi looked uncomfortable. “For saying you have nice tits.”

Lammy sat there, too stunned to speak. Penguin let out what she could only describe as a “guffaw” and Law made a disgusted noise. Shachi gave her a nervous toothy grin. She swallowed.

“Ah,” she cleared her throat. “Thanks, I guess?”

“For saying you have nice tits or for apologizing? Ahh! Don’t squeeze my head so hard!” Shachi exclaimed with comical tears in his eyes. 

Penguin laughed at his two friends as Lammy looked between the three of them.

���Um, for apologizing,” she said quietly. She looked up at her very annoyed brother. “Law, you didn’t…have to…”

“What? Defend you? Of course I did. I don’t need anyone saying shit like that about my sister.” He brought Shachi up to his eye level. “Are you going to be good?”

“Yes.”

“Then I will return you to your body,” he said conclusively. Law reached out and petted Lammy’s head before turning around and walking into the submarine while Shachi whined to him about being cruel. 

Lammy stared after them in silence. She turned to Penguin as his laughter faded away. He wiped a tear from his eye and had a broad smile. Lammy swallowed.

“He can take off people’s heads without them dying?” She asked, already forgetting about why he had done so.

“Not just heads, any body part. He can take out organs, take apart bodies, he can make electricity form in his hands like a defibrillator, and a lot of other things. It’s a very unique power.”

“Oh, uh, wow. He said that he had eaten his fruit when he was 13 but I never asked what powers he had.”

Penguin grinned. “That! It’s called the ope ope no mi. The reason he’s so good at using it is because he’s a doctor. It’s said that the user can cure any disease.”

Lammy blinked before opening her mouth in shock. “That’s how he was cured of Amber Lead. He performed the surgery on himself.” Lammy grimaced at the mere idea of the amount of pain he had to have been in. 

Penguin nodded. “Yes.” He smiled at her. “He’s come a long way, hasn’t he?” Lammy nodded thoughtfully. “Well, what do you say? Want to get back at it or are you wanting to head in?”

Lammy looked at the spear that Penguin was offering her. She reached out and took it. “I still have energy don’t I?”

Penguin laughed. “That you do!” 

A few more days of training went by. Lammy’s hands were bruised and blistered but her arms had begun to have definition and she was starting to become more confident in herself. The crew…the crew was good. It was hard to believe they were pirates and not just jolly sailors. Perhaps it was the encouragement of Ikkaku and Penguin or perhaps it was her new found confidence, but she finally, finally was able to knock on Law’s door and ask to spend time alone with him.

He stared at her from his strangely messy desk. He looked so tired that Lammy started to wonder if he was getting enough rest. He also seemed skinny, was he eating enough? She started to really take in her brother. She had been so busy acclimating to her new life and friends that she realized that she hadn’t really spent much time with her brother. She never really looked at him.

He cleared his throat and agreed to take a break with her.

Lammy was holding a mug of hot cocoa with marshmallows in her hands while Law nursed a black coffee. They silently sat on deck, staring at the sea. Both of their nerves were glaringly obvious. What to say to your long-lost brother who had trauma and a fear of abandonment?

Law sighed. He sipped from his mug. “I don’t mean to avoid you,” he started. “This is all very weird. It was harder than I thought seeing you everyday. You look like Mother.”

Lammy swallowed and looked into her mug. He was right. She did resemble their mother. Just like he looked like their father. It was eerie. There were enough differences, of course, but Lammy definitely felt an ache for her father when she saw her brother.

“Yeah,” she said. “I get it.”

“It’s also…” he trailed off. “I have this guilt in me for leaving you in that closet. When I see your burn scars I see how I failed you,” he admitted. Lammy opened her mouth to tell him how ridiculous that was when he continued. “But I’m also glad you didn’t share the same fate as I did. Joining the DonQuixote Pirates probably wasn’t my best decision. I would’ve hated for you to go through what I did.” Lammy sat silently rubbing her mug with her thumb. “I did have Cora-san to thank for my life. He was…” he trailed off uncomfortably.

“He seemed like a special person,” Lammy said.

“He was,” Law said with a deep, sorrowful frown on his face.

Lammy reached over and placed her hand on his arm. He looked at her hand to her face. He sighed. “Well, I’m not much. I still have things to get over and things to learn about being a pirate, but I want us to get along and be family again.”

Law stared at her sadly. ““Not much?”” He questioned. “You’re everything I could’ve hoped for.” 

Lammy blinked. Her bottom lip wobbled at his admission. Her eyes became blurry with tears. “I want us to get to know each other more!” She managed to get out. “I don’t want to just be siblings. I want us to be friends, too.” She sniffed.

“Me too,” he said before clearing his throat. 

Lammy laid her head on his shoulder and ignored the tear falling down her cheek. She gave in to the anxiety in her stomach and asked what kind of pirate he was. He hesitated but then told her what it was like being a pirate. The fights, the battles, the unruly sea, and the threat of death always looming ahead. He told her of his plans for Doflamingo.

Then he told her about Cora-san and how much he cared for him. He told her about how he picked up every Heart Pirate and took them in. How they all became a family of misfits who no longer fit into normal society. 

It was dangerous and it was violent, but it was also romantic. She saw it. She saw what pirating was about. It wasn’t just about treasure or fighting or good seafood. It was about the freedom that only the sea could provide. It was about nakama and finding your place in the messy world.

As Law spoke to her, Lammy started to understand why the crew was so dedicated to him. Even after everything he had been through, he still held some childlike wonder for the sea. He held a passion for his work, not just as a captain but as a doctor. Lammy could see it. She could feel it.

She now knew she had made the right decision to follow Law. She knew she wouldn’t regret coming along on his journey. She didn’t feel out of place on the Polar Tang. She had made friends – family. She didn’t feel out of place or like she didn’t belong. Her crewmates had welcomed her with open arms, ready to accept her. 

When Law and Lammy had finally stopped being sentimental and crying together, they wiped their tears and walked towards the kitchen. They were greeted by their crew, complaining they were late for dinner. A large smile grew on Lammy’s lips as she grabbed Law’s hand and walked forward into the kitchen, ready to eat with her family.   

[ro-bee]

Some doodles I drew last night of the best character ever (I am in pain)

Also jiginkas of the ships because I'm proud of them 🔥❤

[asofspades]

This might sound like weird or whatever, but I've been rotating The Trafalgar siblings and Ace and Luffy sibling relationships and parallels in my head like a rotisserie chicken for years.

We'll start with obvious things, we have and older sibling with a more bleary outlook on life, more stoic in a way and a younger sibling all cheerful and full of life, they love each other unconditionally.

There's this thing I'm stuck in, when I think about how when Ace, the older brother, died when Luffy was trying to save him and Law, another older brother, was the one to save Luffy afterwards. Law stood by Luffy's bed as he was brought from the brink of death by his own hands and he stayed critical for days, the same way he stood by his sister's bed as she slowly died from the incurable illness Law would later become the only survivor of. But this time the outcome was different, Law was able to save Luffy, a younger sibling, where he could do nothing for his younger sister. And when he tried to save her she ended up dying to a fire, and Ace died to akainu. The amount of parallels in their sibling relationships in Marineford is insane. And the best part is all of them have the will of D.

I think I sound crazy but that's what I'm offering you today.

[elecmon]

THE FAMILY PHOTOS

LAMMY GOT TO GROW UP HE GETS TO BE AN OLDER BROTHER, BABY ROSI WITH SENGOKU, LAW PENGUIN SHACHI AND BEPO CHILDHOOD GROUP SHOT OF THEM JUST BEING HAPPY IM GOING TO OPENLY SOBBB

ONE PIECE GAKUEN IS EVERYTHING TO ME RN (<- link to the chapter)

[l-in-the-light]

This is an interesting theory and I could add two of my own observations here (warning for spoilers for last chapters!!):

The girl's power has something to do with bandages. She's using them in very specific spots. I think they're tightening up on the veins, inspired by this pumping measuring device for blood pressure (you usually do it on the arm in almost exactly this spot), and thigh might be because some of the most important arteries are located there? I can imagine how squeezing arm and thigh strongly enough could make someone pass out (in devil fruits logic style). Quick google search told me that increasing pressure on artery walls can lead to elevated blood pressure. Look at the giant's face, it's so dark, like it's red, which means blood is flowing to his face! When you faint you usually go pale instead. But, your face can go red from increased blood pressure, apparently! And when the brain senses that, it sends an impulse for the body to relax (which is why the Giant falls down, like suddenly weakened) and eventually this can lead to fainting.

Hm, but using the bandages like that suggests some kind of medical knowledge from the girl. So that kinda adds to the possibility of her being Lammy indeed. (this excerpt is taken from my analysis of latest chapters) That would also mean she's a devil fruit user and that's how her bandage powers work.

Remember this peculiar frame with shadowy sillhouttes of the God Knights? Look at the pattern in the background. What does it remind you of? Yep, devil fruit swirls. It's likely all of the God Knights are devil fruit users. If Lammy is a God Knight then she is a devil fruit user as well and her power is related to bandages. Maybe it's a mummy mummy fruit (mira mira no mi)? Would explain why her face is bandaged as well. Who knows, maybe that makes her an undead which means amber lead syndrome couldn't kill her anymore. It would be poetic if both Trafalgar siblings got saved thanks to their devil fruit's body modification powers, right? :)

(and yes, it's likely clone!Shanks or twin!Shanks is also a devil fruit user)

Second hint, how she could have survived (it's literally just a hint):

Notice anything peculiar? Why are the soldiers wearing gas masks? We saw gas being used as a weapon many times in the story before (Punk Hazard, Zou, whatever is happening in underworld Elbaf because humans are wearing masks there too). It seems likely one of the methods of supressing people in Flevance was a gas, and it explains quite a few things! For example, why did the people became so aggressive in defending themselves, attacking their neighbors and trying to cross the border at all costs. It's possible it was side-effects of the gas weapon, that made people more prone to anger and lashing out. Similar thing happened to the kids who were fed candy in Punk Hazard: they got stronger and more prone to lashing out (though addiction and withdrawal symptoms were also an issue ofc).

Dunno what was the initial purpose of the gas, was it to kill people off? If so, it wasn't very effective. Or perhaps they used Flevance as a testing zone, expecting people will die there anyway (if they knew amber lead syndrome was incurable), so why not? Would be really ironic if the amber lead syndrome made people more immune to chemical weapons.

Second possible side-effect: hallucinations. Notice how in all those scenes there's some sort of fog present that can be actually gas. Maybe, the more you inhale it, the worse the hallucinations get, which means a lot of what Law saw wasn't real. The nun and the kids might not have died (dunno about his parents) and the hospital didn't actually burn. Which leaves the possibility open that someone could have actually rescued Lammy.

Doflamingo was actually hinting at the possibility of other survivors.

This creates a major Big Question though: why is Lammy a God Knight?! Was it a God Knight that saved her and that's why she became one as well? That lowkey would make her Law's enemy though, considering he's a pirate, right? Unless he was never only a pirate... and second big question: does he know she's alive? I bet he doesn't know, he probably has no idea some of what he saw could have been hallucinations...

Anyway, I like daring speculations :D

Trafalgar Lami

In the Drum Island Arc Sanji told Luffy about how snow country women had silky smooth skin.

He explained that the skin became silky smooth by rubbing it and that it became white from absorbing the color of the snow.

This make me think there is connection to Amber Lead Syndrome. The citizens of Flevance skin turned white from absorbing Amber Lead.

And Flevance was compared to a snow kingdom from a fairy tale.

I have a theory that Law's little sister Lami is still alive.

The reason Sanji told Luffy about the tidbit is because Luffy brought up that snow country people do not sleep.

It was later revealed that Blackbeard had never slept in his life.

I have a theory that Lami was saved from the power of the Sube Sube no Mi which turns the skin smooth, a connection to Sanji's story. It could slip off fat and freckles so I think it was able to slip off Lami's Amber Lead.

I think Lami was saved by a previous user of the fruit. We have seen previous users of other Devil Fruits.

I think she is the mystery person that appears with Shanks twin on Elbaph.

When Hinokizu was first revealed Oda focused on Law making it seem like he knew who Hinokizu was. I he is linked to him through his sister, I think Shanks' twin could be Hinokizu.

[penkura]

Had a thought about Trafalgar law, you come across a little boy and his little sister who are being chased by other pirates for whatever reason and you decided to protect them (basically adopt them at first sight) you tell them to run to the docks to find your captain/love interest for help. While holding off the pirate crew you take damage....I could picture law seeing him and lammi in the little ones and becoming protective just as you are with them

I turned this into a full one-shot, scenario thing cause I just couldn't NOT after I read this! I hope you like it!! 💚

“Law, I can explain.”

“Please. Enlighten me, [Y/N]-ya.”

With his arms crossed, Law listens very closely as you start to explain the situation you’re in now, why you were injured and why the hell there are two children on the Polar Tang now, a set of siblings that you swear you hadn’t fully intended to bring with you. A boy no younger than five and a girl no more than two, they’d ran into you on the last island you docked at, the place having been taken over and ravaged by another pirate crew, begging you for help. The orphanage they lived at had been burned down, their caretakers were missing, and no one had been willing to help them until you stopped. Their story felt like a knife twisting your heart, causing you to direct them to the docks and that as soon as they found the big yellow submarine, to look for the guy with a spotted hat and tattoos, tell him you sent them there if you didn’t get back first.

You hadn’t fully intended to bring them on board, but your crew ended up being in a rush when you came back with a gash on your temple and a stab wound on your arm, you ushered them on board and not even Law noticed them at first. It wasn’t until he went to treat your wounds and the two were holding onto you for dear life that he questioned you on where on earth these two came from, leading to the current situation.

“That’s, that’s really it, I swear,” you quickly bend down and lift up the girl as she starts to whine a bit, Law watching you, “I didn’t think we’d end up taking them with us.”

“Their caretakers are probably looking for them.”

“They said no one was around that they recognized. Law, please, I’ll—”

“This ship isn’t a place for children, let alone toddlers.”

You know he’s right, based on the small nod you give as you look at the girl, laying her head on your shoulder, still whining a bit with her thumb in her mouth. You don’t even have items on the Polar Tang to help you take care of two small children, but even still, you want to help them. You’ve heard your captain/boyfriend tell you before that pirates don’t help people, but the Straw Hats do that everywhere they go, why can’t you do the same for these two orphans? Even if it’s until the next island, you could do something positive for them.

Knowing you as well as he does, Law is aware he’s not going to win this battle. You’re already getting attached, even if he tells you to leave them at the next port, you’re going to be heartbroken doing so. As soon as Bepo sees them it’s going to be even more difficult, the mink loves children and will fight to keep them on board too, even if it might be seen as insubordination by some. He can’t even deny that there’s a part of him that wants to help them, clenching his jaw as he watches you comfort the girl, asking if she’s tired or hungry before her older brother says she’s hungry, knowing her so well.

It reminds him of how well he knew Lami, every little tick and tell that showed what she needed or wanted when she was little. The age gap between these siblings is about the same as his and Lami’s was.

If she were there she’d be on your side to keep these kids around.

“Law,” the disappointed look on your face makes his heart drop, and Law sighs knowing he’s lost this one, “I’ll look for an orphanage at the next island, for now—”

“As soon as Bepo sees them it’s going to be impossible to let them go…”

“Then…!” You brighten up so quickly that Law has to look away from you as he nods. Your smile is too bright for him sometimes, despite how long you’ve been together.

“They’re your responsibility.”

Nodding, you take the boy’s hand and start to lead him to the kitchen, only stopping long enough to kiss Law.

“Thank you, Law. I love you!”

“Yeah,” Law sighs and watches you leave, asking the newest Heart Pirate crewmates what they want for lunch, “love you too.”

+!+

Their names are Noa and Luna, you find out while you make them something to eat with Penguin’s help. He holds Luna as she fusses for something to eat, promising her it’s on the way, as Noa tells you a little more about what’s happened to the two in recent months.

Their parents died in a house fire that happened while the siblings were with their grandfather for the day, who ended up taking them in after the accident. He unfortunately passed a few weeks ago from pneumonia, leaving the two with nowhere else to go but the orphanage, until it was ransacked and almost burned down by the pirates that invaded their home the other day. Noa did all he could to keep Luna safe and fed the last couple of days, and when he saw you, he just felt like he hadto try, he hoped you would help them and luckily you did.

The story almost gets Penguin to even cry, but Luna’s little cries keep him from doing so. You take her from him once it’s all ready, a very basic chicken fried rice you made with some leftovers for Noa and some mashed potatoes with bites of the same chicken for Luna, sitting down with the toddler in your lap to help her eat. Penguin joins you and just watches, it’s such a domestic scene, very strange for a pirate crew.

“Can’t believe captain is letting them stay…”

“I guess something convinced him it would be okay.” You shrug as Luna attempts to take the spoon from you, but settles for holding onto your hand while you keep feeding her. Noa digs in so quickly and is nearly done, ready for seconds that you’d think he hasn’t eaten in weeks, not days.

“Yeah, that something is you,” Penguin grins while you roll your eyes, “but maybe also cause he was reminded of his sister.”

You know Law’s life story very well at this point, you can easily tell when it’s all gotten to him again based on how he stays in his office those nights, only letting you come in when you realize what’s happening again. Letting you almost coddle and pamper him with love and sweet words of how proud they all are of him, it’s enough those nights to bring him back to your shared bed, though he keeps his face buried in your chest and if there are any tears you don’t let on that you notice them.

It's been a long time but it still affects him all the same, you’ll gladly stay and help Law through all of it. You love him too much to let him deal with it alone.

“Ah, who knows,” he shrugs this time before getting up to leave after serving Noa more fried rice and ruffling his hair, “Maybe captain is thinking of you two having a kid now!”

That comment just makes your face heat up as you glare at him and he laughs.

“Shut up, Penguin.”

+!+

Everyone takes to the young siblings quickly, especially Bepo when he does meet them. Luna becomes attached instantly and falls asleep without much problem for a nap, Noa trying to climb on Bepo to play until he lays down with the toddler asleep on him, the five-year-old joining for a warm, comfortable nap that afternoon. It becomes quite common to find the three napping together over the next few weeks.

Lists are made of what you need to pick up next time to ensure these kids have a chance and can live comfortably on the submarine, Ikkaku and Hakugan taking the reins on that when you dock again. Uni and Clione watch the two whenever you’re busy elsewhere, and Noa treats Jean Bart like a jungle gym too, though he doesn’t complain simply because it’s cute. The whole crew enjoys helping care for the siblings, Noa and Luna being seen as a full-fledged members right away, in spite of how young they are. Noa constantly asks to help people with things and it normally ends up with him helping fold laundry as Luna toddles around, giving bright smiles and giggles to everyone.

It’s takes more time for Law to warm up to the two, even as they’ve been sharing your room and bed, since there’s no other place for them on the ship. He hasn’t argued with you about it, even when he’s woken up with Luna snug against his side or Noa on top of him, it’s weirdly sweet and he doesn’t seem to mind it.

You can tell he’s becoming more accepting of having these two kids around, as he starts to carry Luna when she lifts her arms up to him, he easily scoops her up in his arms and continues what he was doing even when she lays her head on his shoulder and yawns. Noa has come to start asking Law all kinds of questions about medicine and medical procedures, your boyfriend explaining it the best he can so a child can understand it.

A part of you wonders if he’ll be like this with your own children one day, if you have any.

For now, you soak up the moments like this one, where you catch the three fast asleep in your bed, Noa curled up beside Law while Luna is asleep on his chest, a copy of Sora Warrior of the Sea in your boyfriend’s hand, obviously he’d been reading to them before they’d all fallen asleep. It makes you smile to yourself as you cover them with a blanket, placing soft kisses on foreheads and cheeks where you find them, enough so that it wakes Law and he just looks at you.

“They both love you, Law.”

He hums a bit, gently grabbing your wrist to pull you into bed with them, you bring Noa close to you and let him snuggle against you in his sleep.

“…did I tell you she called me dada the other day?”

“No, you didn’t!” You have to keep your surprise down to not wake the two, “When did that happen?”

“Luna wanted my attention but I was busy with something. I guess she got frustrated and it just came out…I didn’t mind it.”

“That’s good, Law,” once you kiss his cheek again, you lay your head on his shoulder and close your eyes while Law brings you closer to him, “I’m glad you let them stay.”

“Yeah…so am I.”

Maybe one day Law will admit to you he saw himself and Lami in Noa and Luna, but for now, he’ll just accept that most of his days will be cut short with naps and bedtime stories and his work will he interrupted by the little girl that needs held. He really doesn’t mind it, it’s a nice change of pace.

Maybe the Straw Hats have it right that you can be a pirate and help people after all.

[l-in-the-light]

Trafalgar Law on touching and being touched

It won't be a perverted post despite the title lol. But I won't stop your imagination, be free!

There's this funny theme going on with Law and Luffy in particular that picked my interest.

Luffy touched him first.

And he later returned the gesture, much more awkwardly.

Again, Luffy grabbed him angrily first.

Law made sure to return the gesture. (btw he also does it with Zoro, who was the first one to wrap an arm around him at post-Dressrosa feast. In Wano Law has no problem grabbing Zoro and shouts at him angrily. Again, it was Zoro who initiated the touch first).

Law grabbing Luffy to teleport them makes Luffy react in a curious way, you wanna know why?

Because it totally feels like this moment. Both Law and Ace, right after getting uncuffed, grabbed Luffy in same way to get him to a safer place. Ace-Law parallel in relation to Luffy kills me. The whole Dressrosa arc's plotline between Luffy and Law is just Marineford Went Well This Time. Ngl I kinda hated Oda at first for that. Now i dig it.

He didn't seem to like that. Luffy says "Let's all get along well!", but Law thinks alliances don't have to "get along".

Mistranslation here. What Law says here, being so surprised, is "nakayoshi ka?!" which means "you two get along?!" or "you two are buddy-buddies?!". It's a callback to Luffy declaring that Law and Strawhats crew should get along (he uses same word then, nakayoku-get along), Law learns here that Luffy's crew indeed "gets along well". You can interpret it whatever way you wish, but I will use it this time to put this scene into context:

The same gesture Luffy did to him before, but Law didn't return it to Luffy - that's because they're not crewmates. But he takes the lesson to heart and "gets along" with his own crew. Omg I can't believe i'm writing it, I make Law sound like this completely awkward adult who doesn't know how to be friends with people.

But bear with me, the shit is only starting. If you don't want to have feels I reccommend you just laugh at it and stop reading here. I digged up a feels landmine by accident. In-depth study starts below!

It's also a possible callback to the "reassurance" Law got from Cora-san. "I'm counting on you to escape" and Law did. He counts for his crew to steer the submarine well in similar manner.

Law's family didn't seem very touchy-feely, so please keep that in mind as well. He's got limited experience with touches and the few touches he did get familiar with were either taken away from him or brutalized.

Law getting patted on the head lovingly by his parent.

Next time this loving gesture happens, he gets thrown from like two-floor building into a pile of garbage.

And then he gets lied to that everything will be fine. We all know it wasn't.

Do you still wonder why he hates being touched on the head?

The sister touches his face gently while showing child Law support and compassion, reminding him not to despair, someone kind will help him.

Corazon doing the same gentle touch to the face while crying for him, thinking of all the pain Law had to experience. Indeed, the world sent Law someone kind. And Law lost him and blames himself for that.

Law holding Lammy's hand while lying to her that it will be alright. He never does that gesture again to anyone.

The sister holding Law's hand.

"Don't come closer! Don't touch us! We will get infected!" even doing the barrier gesture (I guess that's why Law doesn't get along with Bartolomeo). I used only few examples, there is much more, I just couldn't bear posting them all. Anyway, Law's got the message, his touch is unwanted. The body and mind remembers this.

Similar shit said at the auction in Sabaody about Fishmen, we don't see Law's reaction to that, but we can guess already that it was for sure triggering. Those people talking are sitting not that far away from him.

Ever wondered why Law throws people when teleporting? Besides the fact he avoids making contact with anyone unless they initiate it first, because that trauma is still strong in him ("Stay away! Don't come closer!"), there is one other possible reason:

Wonder no more! He does it to people because that's how people treated him as well, even people who apparently loved him.

Now that I have ruined the "Law is just an awkward unsocial nerd" joke for you, let me offer something to warm your heart a bit in exchange:

Corazon made sure to touch Law a lot and hold him in his arms, despite being often clumsy about it. I think he understood Law's trauma about being touched and his fear to touch or approach anyone, and tried to help him overcome it.

Being hugged and trying to return the gesture. Corazon's efforts did bring some results! But it only works for very few people, Law is still wary of people he doesn't know well. He expects to be unwanted and acts uneccessarily cold, distant and unapproachable because of that. But if you scroll back to the beginning of this post, you can see that he is trying his best to overcome it as well, one step at a time. Some things just can't be rushed.

And hey, at least he seems to be actually relaxed and almost like he *enjoys* being carried around. You think it makes him look uncool? Definitely. But suddenly it feels like Something Important, kinda intimate in a way and not just a silly comedy moment. It's a sign Law relies on people when he lets them carry him and that's why he doesn't protest.

Sanji is like "Why are you relaxing like that?! Get off!!" Finally, it makes sense why Law makes such a sour face here. Sanji should be grateful for the rare privileage after all! Anyway, this is anime-only extension, in manga Sanji actually doesn't tell Traffy to get off and Law chooses to scramble by himself, which doesn't taint the fragile trust those two just shared.

For those who made it to the end of this post, have I ruined Law's comedy moments for you forever? Because I sure just did that for myself.

I could also add one more cute thing from One Piece World Seeker Law's dlc, but I will let those interested to discover it by themselves!

I'm also amazed by the consistency of this theme. Both manga and anime never forget that touch is seemingly a big deal for Law.

[chuchu-lovely-munimuni-muramura]

The north african experience of getting chased by your angry sibling who is holding a bottle of gazouz/soda (there's 99% chances that you deserved it).

A poorly drawn doodle because I couldn't get the idea of algerian Law and Lammy out of my head. Probably no one will see my vision but c'est la vie, I guess.

[the-24-7-lawlu-library]

Poll Vote Soulmate AU

Hi lovely readers, We wish you all a great weekend! We hope this fic rec will make it even better for you <3

chains meant to be broken by chenziee (T)

To have a soulmate is a blessing, Law’s mother used to say. She always did so with a soft, knowing expression on her face while stroking Law’s arm, tracing his soulmark with gentle fingers. Law used to believe her… but that romantic naivety soon burned away.

your emotions bleeding colours into my skin by betsib (T)

Law finds out the patient he just performed a life-saving surgery on is his soulmate, and he isn't happy about it. He never wanted a soulmate in the first place. Written for 10 days of LawLu 2023, Day 1 prompt: Soulmates

Hold Fast to Dreams by Purplehairedwonder (T)

Law was nine the first time he had a dream that wasn’t his own. He was in a forest on an island he’d never seen before—the plants and trees were the wrong color for one thing—and he was running from an old man he called Gramps, only the man had looked nothing like either of Law’s grandfathers.

Shadow Dicks by HowLoveGoes (T)

In a modern world, whatever you draw on your skin appears on your soulmate's skin. This includes the dicks your friends draw on you while you are asleep, while your soulmate is working at the hospital on his day shift. Best friends, man.

Smile, the Worst is Yet to Come by IceAngels (T)

Trafalgar D Water Law never asked for a soulmate. And he certainly never asked for that soulmate. Monkey D Luffy would probably end up giving him an heart attack. Law thought. Every time the Straw Hat wearing fellow pirate bounced into his life his blood pressure shot through the roof and something terrible always happened. He thought about Dressrossa, well, not always terrible... but always always certainly insane.

First Thought by Plume8now (G)

Prompt inspired by: "Soulmate [AU] where your tattoo shows the first thing your soulmate thought when they saw you" OR How long did it take for them to figure this out? [LAWLU]

An Unexpected Camaraderie by carrotcouple (T)

On the way to Wano, Law gets a rather violent nosebleed while talking to Zoro.

A Little Bit of Red by Monimo (T)

Soulmates were never something Law put much stake in, even as his parents lauded over them and Lammy fantasized about hers. He had even less faith in them after Flevance was destroyed and he was left wondering where his were. For Luffy the topic of soulmates was always on his mind, he’d have a crew full of his soulmates and wouldn’t take no for an answer. They were all his special people afterall.

A Freaking Miracle by thorsten_is_in_the_hood (T)

In a world where the mark on your body are the first words your soulmate says to you, most have normal and common sentences on them, while one has something stupidly ridiculous and another something truly disturbing.

Cooking and music by Arkantecker (T)

A world where people are born talented to do/make whatever it is that their soul mate is passionate about. In this case, Trafalgar is good at cooking, and Luffy is good at playing music.

A Straw Hat? by Locohelli (G)

When Luffy was still a child, Shanks gave him his straw hat, so Luffy wouldn't miss out on meeting his soulmate when they would be crossing each other's paths. Years later and Luffy still doesn't go anywhere without his straw hat.

Counting the Seconds by TheeGirlWonder (T)

Everyone has a timer of how much time they have spent with their soulmate. For twenty-four years Law’s had stayed at 00:00, until he arrived at Sabaody.

-Mod Raiya

[chenziee]

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The first time Law noticed the red cord tangled around his little finger, he dismissed it. He was still deathly sick from amber lead, the brutal loss of Cora-san painfully fresh on his mind, and some strange thread couldn’t be anything but a hallucination. After all, he couldn’t even touch it and it didn’t lead anywhere his hazy eyesight could see. What else would it be except something his exhausted mind had made up?

The second time he noticed it, Law accounted it to still not being used to his devil fruit. It was barely the third time he had managed to successfully conjure up a Room—as he had decided to call it—and it was still wonky, still clumsy, still unstable. He couldn’t see any strings on his hand or anywhere else when he wasn’t using his powers so there was no way it was really there.

The third time he noticed it, he inadvertently remembered a story his mom used to tell him and Lammy. A story about a Red String that connected two fated lovers, two people who were of one soul, never to be complete without the other. Soulmates, so to speak. He disregarded the thought immediately for being too unscientific and ridiculous.

The sixth time he noticed it, he decided he had to be losing his mind because now he could see a red string on everyone who entered his Room.

The twentieth time… 

The twentieth time he barely even noticed the strings tangling in the snow underneath his feet anymore.

—————

After eleven years with the power of the Op-Op Fruit, Trafalgar Law could confidently say he understood how it worked and what it allowed him to do. He could remove people’s organs without hurting them, he could perform near-impossible surgeries without so much as thinking about it, and he could do whatever he wanted within his Room.

And, despite his best efforts, Law couldn’t ignore that anymore either.

It took a lot of back and forth between Bepo and Penguin’s romantic mindset, and his and Shachi’s more realistic—or jaded, as Ikkaku liked to say—worldview. It took him years but in the end, Law had no choice but begrudgingly admit that his power also allowed him to see the so-called ‘Red String of Fate’, whatever that was.

Strings that weren’t so much red sometimes as they were on a scale between black and gold. Black—dark, charred, and dead—presumably for deceased partners. Red for disconnected strings. Gold for a string that found its other end—the second (or third or last) person sharing this bond. To this day, Law wasn’t sure how much weight he should be giving to it though. He had seen people with strings blood red, yet with wedding rings on their fingers, crying for their beloved wives and husbands while Law cut them in half with morbid fascination, uncaring.

On the other hand, he had encountered people with beautiful gold around their left little fingers… who seemed nothing but happy to meet their demise by Law’s unforgiving hands.

All in all…

Law didn’t care.

Least of all, about the red string that was still securely tied to his own hand.

Honestly, if he could, he would have burned it long ago. And boy, did he try. After all, what use did he have for a ‘fated partner’? What did that even mean? He didn’t know and he didn’t care. The only thing that mattered to him was Cora-san… and Doflamingo.

But, eleven years in, he had long since resigned himself to the thing being there to stay.

Not that it made any difference to him or anyone else.

At least, that was how it was for a long time. How it was supposed to be.

“You guys stay back. I’ll handle this,” Straw Hat Luffy announced as he, Eustass Kid, and Law took their stand in front of the Sabaody human auction house.

“No, you two stay back!” Eustass snapped back—raising to the bait like a child.

Law, on the other hand, stayed perfectly calm. “You tell me what to do one more time and I’m killing you first, Eustass-ya.”

“Just me, Trafalgar?” Eustass asked, shooting Law a look.

Law didn’t bother dignifying that with a response.

Not that there was that much time for chit-chat once the marines surrounding them from all sides broke out of their pathetic stupor and cannons started going off, shooting straight at them.

“Room,” Law said lazily, taking Kikoku out of its long scabbard. Nonchalantly cutting off the head of the nearest marine, Law quickly switched it with the cannonball hurtling at him, then caught the screaming head easily. 

As he tossed it in his hand a few times, a smirk playing at his lips, Law wondered… how should he play with these rats? They didn’t have much time before an admiral would be on their asses so he couldn’t get too creative…

“Wow, your power’s weird.”

Law huffed, tilting his head to the side to glance at Straw Hat; there was a look in his eyes that was slightly curious… but mostly completely honest, almost innocent, but with a strange weight behind it that made Law freeze completely just for a second. It was the same weight, same intensity as when he had punched that Celestial Dragon, but at the same time, it felt completely different.

But, before he could decipher it or really think about it, the moment was over.

“Look who’s talking, Straw Hat-ya.” Law huffed in amusement, turning his attention back to the scrambling marines.

He called forth another Room just as Straw Hat dashed past him. Law wanted to roll his eyes at his impatience but then something else caught his eyes—a smudge of red trailing after him, flowing happily in the air as if to mark the path he took.

Inadvertently, Law’s eyes followed the string. He wasn’t sure why; maybe because it basically hit him in the face when he flew past, or maybe because Law hardly ever saw a string that wasn’t dragging on the ground, hardly saw someone with the other end of the sting being close by.

Or maybe, that too was fate.

As he followed the path of the string, Law’s eyes widened once his gaze reached his own hand. His own left little finger, where the other end of the string was tied snuggly… while a gold glitter started to spread around it.

No.

No, that couldn’t be right.

There was no way Law was tied to Straw Hat Luffy.

“You chickening out, Trafalgar?” Eustass called mockingly as he stole the swords out of the hands of the three marines that had attacked Law, the three marines that Law had completely failed to notice in his shock.

At least it’s not this fucking guy, Law thought to himself.

“Shut the fuck up, Eustass-ya,” he snapped back, then sighed deeply.

What was he doing? It didn’t fucking matter if Straw Hat was his ‘soulmate’ or whatever other unscientific, superstitious, childish word he wanted to call this stupid thing.

After all, what did he care? He never cared. Not once.

He had neither the time nor the capacity to waste on pointless ideals like love. He knew what love was. He had received love. And then he lost it, every single time. 

His country, his city, his parents, his sister, Cora-san…

He’d lost all of it and now, nothing mattered—nothing but fulfilling Cora-san’s ambition.

Least of all, some reckless idiot in a straw hat with a smile that could blind a person, and passion that could burn down the entire world.

—————

When Law heard about the execution of Portgas D. Ace, he thought nothing of it. He was curious to know how it was going to end: who would win, how the world was going to change, where the delicate balance of power would tilt. He was looking forward to seeing it… but he had no personal interest in it—not in the war, the government, the Whitebeard Pirates, in Fire Fist, or anyone else involved in the fighting.

When Bepo asked him why they were going to Marineford, Law didn’t have an answer for him.

—————

Law was used to operating on people. He was a surgeon, after all. It was what he did.

It was supposed to be routine for him by now.

So why were his hands shaking when he stood above Straw Hat Luffy lying on the operating table, unconscious and bleeding heavily, his life escaping him with every weak breath he took?

Law knew why, but he refused to acknowledge it.

He refused to acknowledge the string hanging between them, the very same string that had changed colour from red to gold just days ago—now slowly turning black. He refused to think about it when he first saw the state Straw Hat was in, he forced himself to ignore it when he first created a Room around them inside the Tang, and he actively turned his eyes away whenever he checked on him while he recovered.

And now, as he sat on the shore of Amazon Lily, clutching the old, tattered straw hat in his hands, he fought with himself trying to not pay attention to the way his left little finger tingled, almost as if the invisible string was strangling its blood flow. Which was ridiculous; the string wasn’t really there, it wasn’t real. Law knew it was only in his head but even so, with every distant scream and every creak and crash of a tree falling, he felt another tug on his hand.

How long had this been going on?

It felt like hours since Straw Hat had woken up—since he started this self-destructive rampage.

At the back of his mind, Law wondered whether this was it. After all the work he had done, after spending two weeks saving his life… Straw Hat was going to kill himself. The thought bothered him more than it should have; his heart was beating at a nervous rhythm, his hands sweating and shaking just the smallest bit, his stomach heavy as if he had swallowed the rocks Straw Hat had shattered with his bare hands earlier.

He hated it. He hated feeling like this just because of a patient.

Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Law forced himself to focus on his surroundings. He let his eyes wander around the bay, taking in Ikkaku and Hakugan checking the outside of the Tang to make sure Straw Hat hadn’t damaged her anywhere, Bepo scribbling out a clumsy map to the side, Jean Bart chatting with Uni and Clione, telling them about his days as a captain of his own crew. They all seemed to be having fun…

It left Law feeling that much more stupid for being so nervous—so scared. 

How pathetic.

“Whoa!!”

Law startled at Shachi’s sudden call; inadvertently, he looked his and Penguin’s way—the both of them were looking at the sea just off the shore, pointing and shouting about sea kings fighting. As if that was so strange in the Calm Belt.

Still, Law watched with them as the creature struggled, sending violent waves across the water surface in its pointless fight for dear life. It didn’t stand a chance and for a moment, Law wondered just what kind of monster was out there, and if maybe it was going to turn its eyes on the Heart Pirates next. Not that he was worried—rather, a fight might distract him from his thoughts, and from the pirate who was fighting for his life and sanity behind him; so close, yet so far out of Law’s reach.

It didn’t take long for the fight to end and oppressing silence to settle over them. It was like no one even dared breathe as they waited for something to happen. Something, anything…

Except for what did actually happen.

“What a nuisance…”

Both Law and his crew could only watch in stunned silence as a regular human emerged from the water, climbing up the rocks that made up the Amazon Lily’s shore line as if he had just gone to take a quick dip on a vacation instead of fighting a Neptunian in the middle of the goddamned Calm Belt.

Maybe it wasn’t too much of a stretch to call him a monster anyway.

“D-Dark King Reyleigh?!” Penguin cried, the first one to break out of his stupor.

“Oh, it’s you guys. We met at the Auction House, right?” Dark King noted as he casually wringed water out of his clothes.

“Why—how—?” Clione stuttered.

The Dark King huffed. “My ship sank in a storm so I had to swim the rest of the way. It was more taxing than it should have been, I’m really getting old.”

“Storm?” Penguin repeated. “This is the Calm Belt, just how far did you swim?!”

“Anyway,” Rayleigh said, completely ignoring the question in favour of turning to look directly at Law with an unreadable smile on his face. “I’m assuming Luffy is on this island somewhere, isn’t he?”

The question was so simple… but it was as if lightning ran through Law’s body. His breath hitched in his throat, his heart beating a pace faster, his grip on the straw hat tightening. How did he know? Did the navy know too? Were they safe here? What did he want with Straw Hat?

Law wasn’t stupid. He knew that if the Dark King wanted to kill Luffy—or any of them—there was nothing any one of them could do to stop him. No one on this island was a match for this man.

A beat of silence passed while the two of them eyed each other, before Law took a deep breath and spoke up, voice carefully measured. “And if he is?”

At that, Rayleigh laughed. It wasn’t mocking—a genuine, light laughter, one that finally helped Law relax, knowing that there was no immediate danger from him. 

“You’re quite protective of him, I’m glad!” Rayleigh noted after a moment. “I was wondering what the feared Surgeon of Death wanted with Luffy but I see I didn’t have to worry.”

The smile he gave Law this time was so amused, so knowing, that Law suddenly felt incredibly exposed. It was like this man could understand everything about him and Straw Hat, and about Law’s motives; things that even Law himself didn’t know.

He hated the look.

Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Law finally looked away. “He’s here. Unless he manages to reopen his wounds and dies.”

“Wonderful! Thank you for taking care of him. I’ll take over from now on.”

"Why?" Law asked before he could stop himself, or at least try to keep his unfounded hostility out of his voice.

And once again, laughter was his response. "Oh, did you intend to keep Luffy all to yourself?"

Law startled at those words. Suddenly, as if doused in ice-cold water, Law was brought back to reality—the reality where Straw Hat was just some pirate he had barely met once, where Law had his own life, his own mission which allowed for no attachments to anyone or anything.

The reality where he had no reason to stay.

Ignoring the painful pang next to his heart, as well as the sharp tug on his little finger—imaginary, it wasn't real, there was nothing there—, Law gave the hat in his hands one last look before he closed his eyes momentarily and sighed.

“No,” he said simply as he finally stood up to his feet. “Two weeks of absolute rest, minimum.”

The Dark King didn’t say anything for a moment, merely studying Law’s expression as if he was trying to cut into his brain and pick him apart, but before Law could snap at him to stop, the man nodded. “Alright, thank you.”

With no reason to linger anymore, Law tossed the straw hat at Rayleigh, not sparing either him or the hat another glance. “Let’s go.”

“What?!”

“But captain—”

Law cut off his crew’s protests with a single glare, one that made them all deflate and shuffle to the sub without another word of complaint. He could hear Shachi and Penguin whining quietly to each other about having to leave the Maiden Island without even getting to properly talk to a single girl but he ignored them, choosing to focus on their departure.

Briefly, he wondered whether he should have waited to at least say goodbye to Straw Hat… but he knew that if he waited for him, if he had to look into those huge, expressive, beautiful eyes that were so full of energy and passion and life… he wouldn’t be able to say it.

Wouldn’t be able to leave.

And Law knew, he knew he needed to go now.

He had no right to stay by his side, after all—not when Straw Hat was injured, broken, and suffering, not when Law could do nothing about it except stop the physical bleeding. Not when Law himself was already broken, his path set for him since eleven years ago—a path that led to nothing but destruction, and which would have Law leave eventually regardless.

It was better for the both of them like this; to part ways before it was too late. 

Before either of them could do something as stupid as falling in love was.

—————

That was two years ago. During that time, Law had managed to forget about Straw Hat Luffy—forced himself to pretend he didn’t see the golden string on his left hand, to act like he didn’t know who it led to. Focusing on his mission, on Joker, Law lived his life without looking back at those eyes and bright smile.

But now, Straw Hat Luffy was standing in front of him in the snow of Punk Hazard, bright and beautiful and oh-so-warm and Law…

Law knew.

He knew he wouldn’t be able to pretend anymore.

[chromatic-lamina]

Excerpt from Taxi

An older piece of mine, in light of recent international events genocidal invasions. Characters: Trafalgar Law and Rebecca

Modern day AU with universe elements. The lines of the poem in the middle is from a Mahmoud Darwish poem, I Come From There, and the one line excerpt Rebecca goes on to quote is from 24th September 1945, by Nazim (Nasim) Hikmet.

Setting: Taxi driver Law has picked up Rebecca from the airport, conversation and recognition about fucked-up pasts ensue on their way to Zoro's dojo. ***********

"Where are you from?" she asked.

"Hmm?" Law looked up, a little surprised. Pre-empted. Hardly got that question nowadays.

"You're not from here."

"I grew up here."

"Weren't born here."

"No." He fiddled with the buttons of the radio as always when white noise was less threatening than conversation. What had given him away?

"You had to leave a place?"

He looked over his shoulder for a second. The burning of his hometown was seared into his memory, but didn't scorch his every waking moment. Not now.

"Who are you, sister?"

She opened her bag. Rooted around for a bottle of water. Uncapped it and took a drink. She eased a foot out of one of the sneakers. Flexible, lithe. Some strength in the casual, well-kept body. Her feet didn't smell either. That was some achievement.

"Me too," she said. She wondered if the tattoos hid scars. "Had to leave a place."

"I see."

The road was hemming them in like a wall to keep them out, to separate them from everything that anyone ever wanted. The discards, broken toys, the displaced, were shovelled along the asphalt like coal into a furnace chute.

"Or we were kept from a place. Like this." She waved at the concrete zipping by. "My father and I were not allowed to participate in society. Wrong class. My mother was shot."

Law nodded. People told taxi drivers everything. They'd never see them again, right? Except he knew where she was going.

"Zoro helped me out. In the past."

Just like Doflamingo and Cora had helped him. He had an idea that Zoro's assistance might have had a few less long-lasting entanglements.

"Who shot her?" he asked, running his fingers back and forth on the wheel. He didn't need to ask if the wounds were fatal.

"New government." Her eyes were on the verge zipping past, dimming into evening.

"My father," she paused, "It almost destroyed him. He loved her." She wanted to see more than concrete, but the fastest way was the most sterile. She took in the stiff back in front of her, but didn't feel any crackle of anger. "You look like someone who understands the songs."

Law remembered. His father, the meetings, going with Lammy and his mother to buy the hot, flat bread, piles of it like pancakes. It was so easy to make, but she didn't have time. She was going to teach him one day. A different kind of flour. Didn't hurt his stomach.

The sickness that had almost taken Lammy, if the soldiers hadn't beaten the condition to it, was never far from the surface in those days. He remembered the words his dad had taught him before the Donquixote brothers took him. His father had arranged for them to do so. The soldiers came soon after.

He saw the body, the death. His glasses shattered on the floor as he fell forward. Thinking at the time, how would his father see? He was blind without his glasses. Someone's hand over Law's mouth — Was it Cora? — holding him back. This woman was the same as him? Same as Law?

"I have my own view, And an extra blade of grass." Smooth, the lines were loud enough to be heard from the back of the cab, but no dramatics, not shouting.

"Mine is the moon at the far edge of the words, And the bounty of birds," she answered. The moon was now actually in the sky. An orange ball rising ahead of them. Both rested a beat before Law continued.

"And the immortal olive tree. I walked this land before the swords…"

He had long shifts. Reciting the hope, the history, his father had taught him kept him near, and sure helped pass the time. Less fear in them than warnings and prayers. Kept his family close. Maybe his tatts were like the beads of a rosary, the stanzas of an ode.

"Turned its living body into a laden table." The woman pushed her fringe up and settled the scarf over her head and shoulders. "I come from there."

"You come from there?" Law asked. He thought he was the only one left.

She shook her head. "Sorry." She'd heard the click of want. "But his words, those works." She looked out the window again. She knew Law knew how they crossed nations. The poet came from there, and his words went everywhere.

"Your father is?"

"Still alive. Things are good now."

Was Zoro a mercenary? How had he helped this woman out? Some kind of missionary?

"In body, mind and soul?"

She wished she could see the driver's face better. Only the dregs or the very wealthy marked themselves up in her society. Both had helped her. It was darker now. Maybe his voice told her more about him than anything.

"The best days have yet to be lived." Different wordsmith, same desire to see the sun shine freely. She wasn't sure though if the best was before her. It had always been warm in her mother's arms.

"Preach." Law loosened the back of his shirt from the seat, from Ace's massager. He wasn't sure though. The few scraps of photos Doflamingo and Cora somehow scavenged were all he had of his family. Festivals had been fun. Studying medicine with his parents had made him proud.

Lovely sketche done for me by @fablecore in support of the Palestine Children's Relief fund,

[the-stars-in-between]

DAY 4: A Good Night's Sleep

Law can't escape, even in his dreams. Especially in his dreams.

You know those games where you hit the ball around to get it to the finish line? Law is the ball. Trigger Warnings : - Implied Character Death - Graphic Description of Corpses - Maggot - Blood and Gore - Psychological Horror - Implied Genocide Nothing is graphic except the description of the corpses but it's definitely there. Feel free to let me know if I missed anything. Fandom : One Piece Character(s) : Trafalgar D. Water Law Words Count : 962 No. 4: HALLUCINATIONS Hypnosis | Sensory Deprivation | “You're still alive in my head.” (Billy Lockett, More)

Law ran and ran, but he couldn't escape. The white stretched everywhere, on the buildings, on the trees, on the people . The cold air bit his skin viciously and his ragged breathing formed condensation in the air.

The smoke morphed before his eyes, winding and wrapping all around him. The smell of smoke and burning flesh hit his nose and Law doubled over to vomit.

He was so hot, his skin was clammy and he felt like he was suffocating in his heavy black feather coat. The coat swallowed him up completely, almost suffocating him and Law wondered when it had arrived on his shoulders. It must have been Cora-san who had put it there. But where was Cora-san?

The smoke thickened, taking on the appearance of crows with bloody feathers. Drops of blood fell onto the pristine snow. White. Red. Black. Law’s head kept spinning.

Where was Cora-san?

If they didn't hurry up, Doflamingo would catch up with them.

(Doflamingo had already caught up with them.)

(Cora-san was dead.)

Law looked up at the sky. The stars shone brightly in the dark night, incandescent and untouchable. (How could he see them through the smoke?) A star grew in the sky, grew and grew until Law could see only it, until his retina burned in his eyeballs.

Strings of gold descended from the heavens, like the will of a vengeful god (run Law, run), and fell to the earth with all the force of a meteor. The ground shook and Law fell into the bloody snow. 

The threads streaked the sky by the thousands until Law could no longer see the stars, trapping him in the White City. (City of the Dead, City of Angels)

A birdcage.

(Doflamingo was there.)

(Run, Law, Run.)

The blood-stained raven croaked, a cruel, bitter laugh. Law wept with it. His tears felt like stardrops, burning against his cheeks.

Law began to run again. The white continued to advance, marking his skin and seeping into his body, all the way to his lungs. Soon, the white would swallow him whole until nothing remained of him but a bloodstain on the snow.

A weight fell on his back, sending him to the ground and snow poured into his mouth. Law tried to swim through the mass that clung to his skin like blood, but chains around his feet pulled him deeper into the earth.

Law screamed. But no one heard him.

The pressure on his back grew more intense and when Law opened his eyes again, Lammy's lifeless eyes were staring at him. Law was drowning in a sea of ​​severed limbs and rotting flesh. Bones sticking out in all the wrong directions, teeth falling out of twisted smiles. Gaunt skin covered in white spots.

The white had caught up with him.

(Dead. Everyone was dead.)

Law was the only survivor.

“See? There is no despair in this world. Someone will probably come and give you a helping hand.”

A maggot crawled out of Lammy's eye and into Law's ear.

But he couldn't scream.

(But he couldn't cry.)

If he screamed, the Navy would find him and kill him.

(If he cried, Doflamingo would find him and kill him.)

It was his only way to leave Flevance alive.

(It was his only way to leave Minion Island alive.)

A skeletal hand placed itself over his hand and mouth, preventing him from screaming. Terrified, Law followed the arm with his eyes, barely daring to move or breathe. Cora-san smiled at him, blood running from his nose and a broken tooth.

“I’ll die smiling! Because if you ever think of me, I want you to remember my smile.”

Cora-san's coat spontaneously caught fire. As usual, Cora-san didn't notice. The fire spread to the mountain of corpses that Law was on top of, licking the soles of his shoes.

The World Government wanted to remove all evidence.

(But they wouldn't be able to, because Law was still alive.)

(For that, he had to run.)

(Run, Law, Run.)

A hand locked around his ankle, cold and bony. Lammy’s head snapped around in its socket, the skin of her face melting around her eyeballs. She was smiling.

“Big brother, let’s go to the festival!” 

Lammy’s hand tightened, her fingers digging in painfully until blood flowed.

“Big brother, why don’t you want to play with me?”

There were tears in her eyes.

“Big brother, why don’t you love me anymore?”

Law tried to pull away, tugging and kicking. He fell out of the pile and into the snow, Lammy’s torn-off arm still clinging to his ankle.

Gunshots rang out in the night, making Law flinch violently.

(Two brothers face to face, a gun in their hands. A perfect mirror.)

(Cora-san's body falling on the chest where Law was hidden.)

Law began to run, Lammy's arm like prisoner's chains around his feet. Black and pink feathers flew around him, a raven laughed in the distance.

Strings wrapped around Law's throat and hands. A doll tangled in his puppeteer's grip.

"You can't run forever, Law."

He couldn't escape.

  He couldn't escape.

   He couldn't escape.

A crevasse opened beneath his feet, snow cascading down and dragging Law down with it. The white covered him, swallowed him, ate him whole.

But just before Law was completely devoured by the white, an open hand closed around his wrist. Warm and soft and gentle. A blond man smiled at him, black and pink feathers dancing around him.

“If you want a good night's sleep, nothing better.”

(Law hadn't slept properly since Cora-san died.)

(The world was so noisy .)

“Cora-san?”

Law's voice was weak, almost inaudible.

(No one had heard him cry amidst the explosions, long after Cora-san died.)

(Cora-san could always hear him.)

“ Wrong .”

Law screamed.

(No one heard him.)

I'm sorry.

[halloween-neko96]

The Island Where Worlds Collided ⏳

[Canon x Dream Catcher x Butterfly Choices]

There was an island in the New World where multiple worlds collided.

Luffy and his crew along with some allies visited the said island where they got the chance to meet some people from other worlds.

Three Luffys with three different lives, some things changed, something remained the same. Many secrets were revealed, and many reunions happened.

Meanwhile, there was someone on the island who had been waiting for a very long time.

Characters Participating

Canon ☀️

Straw Hat Pirates

Monkey D. Luffy

Roronoa Zoro

Nami

Usopp

Sanji

Tony Tony Chopper

Nico Robin

Franky

Brook

Jinbe

Yamato

Heart Pirates

Trafalgar D. Water Law

Bepo

Others

Sabo

Marco

Lilith | Punk-02

Koby

Deuce

Dream Catcher ✒️

Monkey D. Luffy

Trafalgar D. Water Law

Portgas/Gol D. Ace

Marco

Sabo

Koala

Butterfly Choices 🦋

Straw Hat Pirates

Monkey D. Luffy

Koby

Shimotsuki Washi/Kuina

Kaya

Pudding

Deuce

Nefertari D. Vivi | Wednesday Lily

Trafalgar D. Water Lammy | Rami

“Vegapunk” Cain (Semi-OC)

Uta

Marco

Others

Trafalgar D. Water Law

Yamato

Silver/Portgas/Gol D. Ace

Sabo

Dream Island Habitant ⏳

Yume (OC)

[vikiblood]

I am completly with you about this, but can we please acknowledge that Nefertari D Lli and Trafalgar D Lammy existed, there is moore than just one woman D

My heart shatters every time I see this original cover by Oda 😭 If you look in the photos on the walls and on the left by the black cat, there is a baby. Roger and Rouge would have had a second child 😭 Ace would have been an older brother

Roger, Rouge and Ace would have had three cats and a bird 😭

They would have been SO HAPPY TOGETHER

And maybe I am a bit salty about people saying Rouge, the only Will of D woman we know, was just a surrogate because Roger wanted a bloodline. My people, Roger already raised two kids – Shanks and Buggy – on his ship. If I remember correctly, Roger looked like a man in love. He loved Rouge. Don’t turn Rouge into a surrogate for Roger’s line to continue. This artwork shows Rouge was an amazing badass woman. She could handle Roger’s insanity with her own chaos.

Anyway, please enjoy and cry with me on the tragedy that is the Gol-Portgas D family