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[medicus-mortem]

@afailedkingsheart​ asked: // Cora broke his arm. That's the plot. //

Innate curiosity was always his downfall, but falling out of a building could be marked as his most unflattering of klutsy behaviors. Left arm bound tightly in a cast and held in a sling, he could feel himself wriggle with the impatience of healing. A deep pull of unenthusiastic sighs wisped from the smoke of his cigarette as he laid helpless on the sand of the beach waiting to ride out his boredom. Truly, this sucked.

Unprompted

   Law strides onto the beach, leaving his personal tent for but a moment. He could be on the Tang, working away as he so often does, but he’d rather be closer to his patient and the rest of the crew. Besides, his ship is anchored much farther out than normal, the reefs here making it hard to approach the shore. Better to be here instead of out there where he can’t help anyone.

   Sand crunches under his boots and soon enough he sees his most recent patient moping on the beach. Just laying there bored and staring. Law sighs, rolling his eyes and Cora’s pathetic visage. If he hates being out of commission so much then he should be more careful. This whole injury thing is his own damn fault, after all. The Surgeon of Death has little sympathy for his saviour in this moment. No sympathy for him and his accident prone traits.

   “Stop moping,” he says, once he is standing beside Corazon. “Read a fucking book or somethin’.”

   Law is even kind enough to drop a book beside the tall man’s head. It’s just one he had on hand. Not sure Cora will be interested in it, but it’s better than watching him lay around and huff, like a sad dog.

[littlemissleapyear]

      🕷  It was a crisp yet hostile noise that graced the raven hairs ears. Usually, the sway and jingle of her earring would comfort her in the tense moment. She saw that barrel and looked up into the eyes of the other pirate.

For someone dressed in such a dweeby manner, his eyes held a determination and darkness that told her to tread carefully.

"So how big of rounds are we talking Cupid~" Not exactly professional words out of the spider but it was a means to break this awkward silence between them. Jokes were clearly not what she got paid for.

Tension grew between them more before she eased her frame not making to much of a movement. The last thing she wanted was to lose her hands. It was how she made her living.

"You've got some interesting information. Color me curious on it~" Layla had perks to being half spider thanks to her devil's fruit powers. Wall climbing was always her favorite. What was he up to? Sure she was here on Baroque Works business but now she had her own motives. 🕷

@littlemissleapyear         ❦ Liked for a smol starter ❦  

❧ The click of his flintlock was his warning to the thief as he held the barrel's end against the top of her hand. Pinning it down to the table and giving her the simple choice; move you lose a hand, stay still, you might get to keep it. A foolish attempt to try and steal something from another pirate especially when one was alone. But the question did form in his mind, what was a Baroque Works lackey doing so far away from her pond?

She would be smart not to tempt a trigger happy intelligence officer of the Hearts if she knew what was good for her. Or at least for her hand. He’d give her the chance to come up with an excuse whether it would be with words or actions. It mattered not to him. Just so long as it was good enough.

[mediicusvitae]

top 5 song associations : trafalgar d. water lamy.

share the top songs in your playlist that most inspire / represent your muses the most.  bonus points if you include lyrics to go along with it.

woke up a rebel by reuben and the dark

I am wild, I am lost | I am sick, I am damned But I am holding redemption in the palm of my hand So I tighten my fist | And sharpen my teeth It's a promise I made | It's secret I keep

I am lookin' for trouble | And trouble I will find You will get what is comin' | I'll take back what is mine I'll set fire to this dream | I'll set fire to this dream And I will rise

the light behind your eyes by my chemical romance

So long to all of my friends | Every one of them met tragic ends With every passing day | I'd be lying if I didn't say That I miss them all tonight | And if they only knew what I would say

If I could be with you tonight | I would sing you to sleep Never let them take the light behind your eyes One day, I'll lose this fight | As we fade in the dark Just remember you will always burn as bright

war rages on by alex care

The war rages on You'll be at my side Through it all Through hardships unseen We'll still survive, fortified

Please don't pass me by Can't you hear me calling out your name? Forgive the things I do Don't turn your back when I need you The war rages on

help our souls by nihils

Living in fear, hell at my feet, heaven is out of reach And there's a fire that I once laid There's a fire but no fire brigade Help our souls tonight We are losing, losing this fight

Help our souls tonight Is there no one on our side? Who's gonna help our souls tonight? No one here to Help our souls tonight It's on me, it's on you To survive

landscape by florence + the machine

'Cause she's just like the weather, can't hold her together Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snow Because it's burning through the bloodline It's cutting down the family tree Growing in the landscape, darling, in between you and me

tagged by: @killedarlings​ — thank you, dear! ♡✧( •⌄• )

tagging:  @muselexum ( any muse! ), @akagamiko, @medicus-mortem, @afailedkingsheart, @ikkaku-of-heart​, @pirateborn, @regensia ( any muse! ), @crewisms ( any muse! ), @bsrkr ( any muse! ) and everybody else on the dash!

[cardiacginger]

halloween approaches, i am back home post-vacation, and here is a finished up hallo costume art trade w/ @afailedkingsheart ☆

i don't do a lot of dark color schemes or lineless art, but this ended up being such a blast ;u; a nice break from my usual style!

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side note// i've been v motivated for art and less motivated for writing as of late, but fear not, i'm sitting down tomorrow with some coffee and aiming to get replies knocked out. also heavily contemplating being an askbox menace, we shall seee

[silentcigarette]

Doppelganger

@afailedkingsheart

It was akin to a ghost story, a rumor or tale that crept from bar or schoolyard. One that traveled the seas from Grand Line or beyond, bloomed simply from foggy nights and moonlight. Still there was little denying that they were nearly identical in appearance, close enough that with a change of clothes they could pass for the other. Tall men of similar build, jaw and brow, hair unrulky and gold. Only in their eyes did they appear to diverge, one set a sky and the other of earth. For Rocinante, his rusty red irises were shared with Mother; Doflamingo's were far fairer than Father’s, a pale azure blue, and with it had been blighted with sensitivity.

These eyes were an ocean.

It is not his brother, yet it looked more like Rocinante than even he did.

“Who do you work for?" Voice cold as the metal of his gun, he smothers anxiety threatening to drown him, the fears spirled into a tight ball for him to swallow and hold deep within his stomach. The barrel digs between back ribs, angled for the double's liver, a potentially long and painful death. "Who are you?”

[ephxmerall]

@afailedkingsheart . . .

♒ ❥ : : source — accepting

♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?

I honestly love the One Piece RPC. There's a few corners that aren't so great, just like any fandom, but for the majority everyone is really welcoming and friendly. I was nervous to join in the beginning because I saw some of the dark underbelly of the OP fandom and really didn't want to encounter it here. So far so good and it's been nearly two and a half years.

❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?

Answered this one right over here my lovely fren.

[ikkaku-of-heart]

@afailedkingsheart​​ asked: 📂

Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have (Still Accepting)

While on Amazon Lily, Ikkaku did ask a few of the Kuja to give her some training as she knew the Hearts would eventually be heading into the New World and wanted to be able to better protect her crew and captain. For their part, they offered to let her stay on the island and join their ranks, but she made it clear that she wasn’t interested. The Kuja attributed this to her being captain of the Hearts and not wanting to abandon the men to being leaderless and helpless without her guidance.

[umbrx]

His brother should get laid. He sometimes makes him think he’s purposely celibate.

[non-primum-non-nocere]

@afailedkingsheart

Law gnawed on the tip of his pen and flipped a page of a medical journal. He read a paragraph, scribbled notes in his notebook. A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead and travelled along the bridge of his nose. Law sighed, wiped it with the back of his hand and took off his fluffy hat. He ran his fingers through his matted hair and squinted up at the sky, grimacing.

The sun was just past its highest point and was mercilessly bombarding him with its wretched rays.

Law huffed and pushed his hat back onto his head. Who needed vitamin D anyway? Why couldn't he just stick to the interior of his submarine and only ever leave to hiss and squint at the outside world?!

He sighed and returned to studying.

"Will you be all right, Law?" With a click, Penguin put a bowl of shaved ice beside him.

Law picked the bowl and ate a blissfully mind-numbing spoonful before looking up from under the rim of his speckled hat. The whole dozen of his crew, ready to disembark on their supply run, stood in front of them - their faces in various stages of worry.

"I'll be fine." Law waved his spoon-armed hand. "I need to study so I can just as well keep watch out here." He rolled his shoulders, wondering if the sunscreen was enough. "You go, have fun, get something nice for yourselves - you've earned it."

Shachi grinned and patted the other's shoulders, ushering them off the sub. "You head the Captain. Heh, I'm never getting used to calling you that. No worries, Law, we'll find you something nice too!"

Penguin patted Law's shoulder. "There are some onigiri in the fridge if you get hungry, Captain."

Between Shachi and him, they got everyone - even teary-eyed Bepo - to leave... Would Bepo even be able to enjoy the town while on the supply run if he was so worried?

Law swallowed a mouthful of the raspberry shaved ice and welcomed the brain freeze before returning to his books.

It wasn't long that he finished the bowl though, and the little food apparently reminded Law's stomach how empty it was - it gave a growl that put the squawking seagulls overhead to shame.

Annoyed with his own body, Law stood up and left his books and notebooks by the railing to grab the onigiri Penguin had mentioned. With the ventilation system hard at work for nearly a week they had been there, the interior of the Tang was pleasantly cool compared to the outside world... Not that the outside world was that hot.

Strolling down the corridors - his footsteps echoing in the empty space - Law trailed his fingertips along the walls. There was a slight vibration to them anytime Tang had her engines on. Like a heartbeat...

Law tsked at himself and rushed to the kitchen before he got sentimental.

By the time he pushed the entrance door open with his hip, Law swallowed half of the onigiri, and his cheek was stuffed like that of a hamster. He found his study supplies and blood chilled in his veins.

An intruder.

Law glared, his teeth gritting and fingers twitching to act.

An intruder; mousing through his things; onboard his submarine; onboard his home.

Law opened his palm and summoned the Room. The bluish bubble extended and swallowed Tang. Info about everything within the bubble rushed through his mind, and he plucked on a thread of Kikoku. With a flick of his fingers, she was in his hand and the plate of onigiris on his bed.

"Has no one ever told you-" Law hissed, stepping out from the shade and toward the intruder- "it's bad manners to board someone's ship uninvited?" Kikoku's sheath clattered on the wooden decking, and Law pointed its tip toward the man's throat. "Go on. Give me a reason why I shouldn't slice you up?"

[clione-of-heart]

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Clione was intently focused, fileting the fish as he made sure to get the best cuts out of it and waste as little as possible. Sanji had shown him a couple tricks for the technique, last time they’d hung out, and the boy had been impatient to try them out as soon as he could.

He continued by seasoning the filets with sea salt, pepper and rosemary, and spreading them on the pan, already drizzled with oil. He carefully placed the pan with the salmon filets on the second highest rack of the oven, mentally calculating the altitude they should be at for optimal results considering the thickness of the meat. 

The oven’s door closed with a quiet thump, and Clione lifted himself from his crouched position in order to check the pot of lemon dill sauce he had left simmering on the stove. Unbeknownst to him, a genuine soft smile had etched onto his features, the peacefulness and familiarity of the kitchen enabling him to relax subconsciously. 

As soon as his wooden ladle had traced its first loop in the pot, however, he heard a quiet ‘Click!’ sound go off to his right. 

Turning around, he found himself staring at Corazon, the older Heart holding a blinking den den mushi pointed towards him. Clione hadn’t even noticed him enter the galley.

“Cora?” he called, a surprised tone in his voice as he put down the ladle. “What’s up? What’s with the den den mushi?” 

Had he been caught doing anything wrong? No, Clione didn’t think he’d get scolded when he’d only been cooking… Was the kitchen too messy? Was Cora gathering proof about that to show Captain? “I was just about to clean up, y’know,” he added hastily.

[medicus-mortem]

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   Trafalgar Law is pulled right off of his feet. He gasps as long arms wrap around him and he is yanked into the air. The motions of his saviour are exuberant and filled with too much love. If his lungs weren’t being crushed by Cora’s embrace his breath would have been stolen by the sheer volumn of this affection. It’s all very overwhelming. So, Law struggles, pushing against Cora’s arm and glaring.

   “No,” he wheezes. “Put me the fuck down Cora-san. This is ... Ah, I can’t fucking breath!”

[afailedkingsheart]

April 17th - @afailedkingsheart & @medicus-mortem

[mediicusvitae]

“Stop leaving me!”

[trafalgarqueenofhearts]

♥ — A rowdy teen for @afailedkingsheart​

         SMALL STEPS ACROSS SPIDER MILES. That was as much as her child legs would allow her to travel, but Lawko had made up her mind to not let that slow her down any longer. Explanations would not come to her unless she managed to catch up to the silent blond man.

Ever since her arrival at Spider Miles, she had been sure the stakes had never been in her favour but the tables had turned in an unexpected way. She had just stabbed a man, a high ranking officer. There had been witnesses, and the victim was still alive. And yet, somehow, she had come out of the situation unscathed.

Lawko hated it, she didn't want it to be indebted to someone she could barely stand, someone who offended her in their first encounter. And so, her eyes were set on the prize once again. But this time it wasn't a dagger she would bring to the field, it was a demand. A demand for an explanation.

She finally managed to catch up to the man and, under her panting breath, she mustered up the courage to speak.

❝ CORAZÓN !! What the hell was that about ?! ❞ She called out to him and raised her look at his. She briefly stepped back, but decided not to let a man like him intimidate her.  ❝ Urk… I thought you would refuse to allow me in the crew after what I've done. Are you that stupid or are you just not worried I'm going to try to kill you again ? ❞

[caelestisdemon]

@afailedkingsheart said: // I love that this is a common hc with every Doffy fan/mun. I love taboo shit like this. //

// I mean... Doffy does give major ‘rapey’ vibes. He is a big pink creep and a hoe.

[ephxmerall]

@afailedkingsheart . . .

// KID ON DASH MY HEART FOR THEE ART THOU MY BELOVED listen I'm excited ;v; I'm beeg love I love your Kid I'm bias af

 : :

Come 'ere you and lemme give your cheeks a lil squimsh. You are very bias, but that's okay cause I'm also bias to your Killer... who my Kid misses lots. He needs to punch the stupid fuck in the head. Lovingly, of course. ♥️ this is only a little weird talking about while you sent this ask on your Cora... but we'll ignore that