#medicus-mortem

[ikkaku-of-heart]

@medicus-mortem continued from this post:

“Um … Excuse me,” says a small, quiet voice. He shrinks down a little when eyes are turned to him, too small hands rising to grab the rim of his fluffy hat. The boy with his sharp, golden eyes looks like he wants to hide in that hat but there is some determination in the set of his jaw and the way he tries to straighten his posture, despite the clear anxiety.    “I think I’m lost. Can you help me?”

Ikkaku didn't blink when she heard a child's voice behind her, getting her attention. Of the Heart Pirates, she was often the one children approached as she generally looked and acted the least threatening. It helped that she liked kids, too, often carrying sweets in her pockets to give nice kids who kept their manners or were at least adorably snarky and precocious.

However, she did blink in surprise when she found herself face-to-face with a small child in a familiar hat and golden eyes. He was...well, he could be a mini-Law, to be honest, and she nearly cooed instinctually at the sight of him. The thing that stopped her was the strange twisting in her gut. She brushed it off as just the sadness that hit her when she remembered the bits of her captain's sad past that he'd revealed to her, even if this felt different. Ikkaku did, however, crouch down to reach his eye level, doing her best to appear friendly when she saw him shrink back a bit. She smiled when she saw the determined set of his jaw, despite the weird feeling it gave her. It just made him seem more Law-like.

"Well, you came to the right person," she assured, pulling a piece of vanilla taffy out of her pocket and holding it out to him. "I'm pretty good at leading people in the right direction! If you're lost, I'll help you find your way."

A few beads of sweat ran down the back of her neck. Ikkaku had no idea why she felt so...nervous? No, but there was a sort of tension in the air. An anticipation. An unease. Something was off, and her gut was trying to tell her. This kid was the perfect mini-Law. Too perfect. Exactly as she might have imagined him when he was little. Precious and sweet, despite her captain being anything but as an adult. If he were less sweet, she'd suspect Jewelry Bonney had used her powers on him. But his personality wasn't anything like Law would be if he'd been reduced to his childhood age. He'd still be a bastard. This kid...well, so far, he wasn't that.

Deciding to test a theory, at least in hopes that she could settle this unease in her stomach, Ikkaku said kindly, "My name's Ikkaku. I'm a submarine engineer. What's your name, sweetheart?"

#medicus-mortem #The Engine is the Heart of the Ship (canon) #Young Hearts #Oh Captain My Captain (Law) #little captain #Join the Hearts: We Have Uniforms #(Ikkaku has a concerning feeling about this as much as she wants to coo and cuddle) #(but you know she'll protect smol captain with her life)

[waraxarcana]

"It truly does confound me, how a captain can care so much for his subordinates. They are pawns meant to serve us. Their lives are ours to do as we must to achieve our dreams. To care for them is to torture ourselves when they die. Because they will. Death is inevitable and the seas are cruel. Attachment will simply break you."

#medicus-mortem #Gazing Into the Crystal Ball (Dash Commentary) #Death (Trafalgar Law) #(he really doesn't get it. or maybe he does and that's why he deliberately keeps his crew at arm's length) #(can't risk caring when your powers often require you to use your own men as fodder)

[heavens-sin]

✆ [from medicus-mortem, Law is glaring at me right now]

                                 @medicus-mortem sent : ✆ Accepting

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : ─•❥ (𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂! 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐒 )

𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 : Welcome to the black parade

𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 :

#Medicus-mortem #sorry its late!! #doffy vc: emo park? my chemical emos??? emos in reverse??? #「 ✧ 」 » I may be bad but i feel good. / ⸻ ˋ answered ˎˊ˗ #ty for sending one!! <3 #「 ✧ 」 » / ⸻ ˋ Memesˎˊ˗ #hes gonna purposely let his calls go into voicemail tbh

[pxison]

@medicus-mortem cont. from here

Reiju listens to the Lich as she finishes up her inspection, her power surging through ashen soil to expand outwards through roots onto the next until she runs along the borders of the forest and pulls back. Her wisps weaken and fade away as they return to her and pull away from the earth to coil among her he deadened carved breast.

An odd grinding noise is emitted as she grits her jaw just at the mere mention of the crumbled kingdom perched off in the not so far distance. Those that were responsible for the forests state now used to reside there and she bore an immense regret not getting to as many of them as she'd liked. The least they could repent to her would be their rotted corpses left as food for the suffering nature around them.

"So you intend to stay there in that place." She sounded like she was about to protest but thought better of it, cooling her aura before it could surge to a hot pink in rage. She wasn't mad at the Lich, more so at the idea that there was any use at all to be had there still. The machinery there had long since rusted and destroyed wheeled machinery littered the forest grounds the closer one got to the palace and kingdom grounds.

"That is acceptable I suppose so long as we both benefit, I won't try to deter you. What is it you want to know of the wretches that inhabited that kingdom?" She was prepared to give all she knew as much as it pained her to remember. She was but a mere sprouting bud when the kingdom first thrived, and she remained even after their hubris befell them.

"It ended the way all human empires go eventually, lost to time and their own insipid sense of superiority to everything in their vicinity."

#medicus-mortem #Probably going to do this with the rest of the threads I have w/ you ashi because Tumblr borked them #plus doesn't help that I can only use the beta editor now so it feels simpler to just separate a new set of responses

[ferromagnetiic]

【 ⚙ 】  |  【 continued. 】 @medicus-mortem

This motherfucker. This cheeky motherfucker. So, he wants to dance, huh? Sure. He can go. He's got a couple of minutes to burn. Might as well waste them on ruining this asshat's day.

❝ Ah, well, you'd know all about animal carcasses when ya got a damn little dead mole glued to yer fuckin' chin. What, can't grow a real beard so ya had to settle for strappin' a wee rodent to your face? Shame, that. Dun' fret, maybe one day yer balls will finally drop and you'll be enough of a man to grow a half-decent beard instead of having a face that looks like a freshly trimmed gash before a night on the town. ❞

Flecks of his accent always seep through when he's ranting like this; a habit he won't apologize for. Tough shit if the surgeon need's a translation, because he isn't going to bother writing out his death report.

❝ Nah, I ain't insulted that ya hate my clothes, though. I ain't lookin' to get complimented by someone who's been stuck wearing the same jeans he bought when he was fourteen. Still clinging to that teenage youth, aye? Still hoping there's some wee dweeby boyband out there that's desperate enough to take you in? Good for you; follow yer dreams, and all that sad shite. ❞

He takes a brief pause to bring his bottle of rum to wet his lips, but barely has a chance to swallow before he's continuing.

❝ — And would ya mind not fuckin' sniffin' me, ya damn freak? Don't think I like ya gettin' up in my face and taking a whiff of me. If ya got a problem with it, either back the fuck off, or I can cave yer fuckin' nose in and it won't be a problem anymore, aye? ❞

#medicus mortem #medicus-mortem #【 ⚙ ˊˎ | RECKLESS TONGUE | ic. 】 #[ // thank you for replying to this ask too :3c ]

[mediicusvitae]

@medicus-mortem said: Law is just going to wrap his baby sister in a tight hug because he missed her so much.

"Onii-sama!" Lamy laughed brightly as her brother sneaked his arms around her, burying his head in her shoulder as he held her close. Her own arms wrapped around his middle, squeezing tightly.

She could feel his heartbeat against hers, a reassuring rhythm that reminded her of the unbreakable bond they shared. The warmth of his hug washed away all the weariness and distance of the past few months.

They held onto each other for what felt like an eternity, as if trying to make up for lost time in that single hug. It was a hug that conveyed all the words left unsaid, all the laughter they hadn't shared, and all the support they had missed giving each other.

"I've only been gone for a bit, have you missed me this much?" she chuckled teasingly, but she didn't loosen her hold on him, intent on enjoying this embrace as long as he would allow.

#medicus-mortem #medicusmortem #{ *sniffles* I'm fine about these two } #{ they missed each other and I also missed writing with you!! }

[shiigures-a]

She had been the rescue party for the Whole Cake Island fiasco and hadn't seen the man they all made an alliance with back in Punk Hazard when they had split up in Zou. Truth to be told, Tashigi never wanted to see the guy again but it wasn't going to be like that for awhile until they had all taken down Kaido.

Now after the battle in Wano, there wasn't a lot of time left. She wanted at least to be a little cordial with the other captain, as Trafalgar did help a lot during this adventure to the secluded land. "Just wanted to say thanks for the assist for all of the battles. Especially when dealing with the captain too". And that was it for the most part.

@medicus-mortem liked for a Pirate! Tashigi that joined the Straw Hats starter.

#hope this is okay #let me know if this needs to be changed #[ the pirate known as the sword liberator! PIRATE TASHIGI verse ] #medicusmortem #medicus-mortem #long post tw #long post cw

[opwomcn]

@medicus-mortem replied: Law will confess that he thinks Viola has garbage taste in men. [from medicus-mortem]

Viola / Violet, knowing that a certain someone also likes a messed up Vinsmoke person:

#medicusmortem #medicus-mortem #long post tw #long post cw #[ maybe the one piece were the friends we made along the way. CRACK ] #viola / violet vc at least my sanji has all of his emotions and he's a sweetie leave him alone you brute

[abyssusinvo]

@medicus-mortem gets a fantasy starter

Drake was lucky to have discovered a cave before the heavy rainclouds burst and brought forth their bounty of life giving water. The thunderous roar of the rain pelting the roof of the cave from the outside and occasional crack of lightning assured him as much that his taking of shelter earlier in the day had been the right decision to make.

He had taken to stripping out of the heaviest of his armor save the horned helm donning his head to shield his cursed eyes. the dry wood he managed to collect lay stacked to the side as he fed them to the roaring fires keeping him warm on what he supposed was going to be a frigid night helped along by torrential storms.

It wasn’t an ideal situation, but he’d certainly seen and survived worse.

Humming a low tune heralded by his kingdom, Drake peers out into the curtain of water only to widen his eyes in surprise to spot a dark figure meandering along in that horrendous weather! He sets aside this ominous feeling in his chest as his need to be of assistance surpasses all desire to leave this figure well alone.

Pushing himself up to his feet, he is tempted to leave his sword behind but against this judgement he chooses to leave it strapped to his belt, not wanting to waste a seconds trepidation when this stranger could be dying of the cold.

Rushing his way out into the ran he is immediately pelted by the unforgiving waves of rain shooting pangs of freezing cold into his veins and yet he trudges on until that wandering figure is within arms reach. He doesn’t so much as say a word as he insistently scoops up the individual to run back towards the safety of the cave. That ominous sensation roars to life once more upon contact with the individual but he shoves it aside harsher this time.

Quickly stepping back within that glowing warmth, Drake gently lets the man down, or at least what he could tell was a man despite the soaking wet cloak wrapping the figure up in it’s enigmatic cloth. But first things first, he just had to know what this frankly odd stranger was doing in a hazardous storm.

“ What in good heavens were you doing out there? Are you trying to kill yourself?”

#medicus-mortem #He says as he is speaking to a dead man #drake you fool! #But with such a good heart...

[orcabite]

Anonymous asked:

It starts out as a headlock, as it always should when it comes to Shachi. Law simply grabs his old friend, arm wrapping around his neck and his hold tight as he ruffles Shachi's hair through his hat. Eventually knocking the thing off. The doctor smirks with the rough housing but is quick to change his hold. Arm loosens, and he grabs onto Shachi's shirt to pull him up into a proper hug. Law gives a squeeze with his hug, his hand now slipping into Shachi's hair with a rare bout of affection.

"Never change," he mutters, words near a whisper before he back pedals from the touchy feely shit and shoves Shachi away. [from @medicus-mortem​]

Law was always quick to jump from an unreadable mood to bouts of instigating play. Though they seemed rarer these days. The lack of usual affection tended to worry Shachi but he didn’t complain too often. The last thing Law needed was more unwarranted stress. Even if it was from a well-meaning place. 

They’d all been through hell. Law of course more than most. But the rest of them, worried for their captain. He was the one who brought them all together, brought them out of their own hells and set them onto a new path, gave them new purpose and gave them family. Something many of them no longer had. He saved them. Shachi wanted nothing more but to be able to give the same back to one of his eldest friends, his brother. 

While he grunted and yelled, joy flooded Shachi at the playful display. He might have pulled away and fought it off, but instead he gave a boisterous laugh and soaked it all in. 

“Aw c’mon bro not the hat!!!” He whirled around in half hearted attempt to pull away and reposition to strike back, but before he could he found himself in a tight hug. His body froze, eyes widening in surprise. It took everything in him not to ask Law what was wrong for him to be so openly giving affection. Fear of ruining the moment made him bite his tongue. No mater what the hell was going on, he would appreciate and treasure this moment. And maybe keep it as evidence to throw at Law later that he did indeed love them the next time he tried saying otherwise

“Never change.”. 

Shachi was almost overwhelmed with emotion hearing the words. He knows he’s a pain in the ass. He knows he’s far from perfect but damn if he doesn’t try his damndest. Law knew. He saw and appreciated them. This was enough to truly understand that. 

He throws his arms around Law, reciprocating the love and devotion. Of course he was gonna take this rare opportunity to do so without being threatened bodily harm for being gross. 

He held still a moment and nodded firmly as he promises, “Never.” 

Just as quickly as it started, Law was quick to end the exchange. Shachi gazed at his brother and grinned fondly. He could never change. Law helped make him what he was. But they in turn affected Law as well. Nothing could rip that or them apart. Not now. Not ever. 

He jabs his fist lightly against Law’s arm and offers a feral grin. “Who are we fuckin’ up next boss?”

#medicus-mortem #T.T

[jugumpuppet]

Father and the murder son @medicus-mortem and @afailedkingsheart

#my art #medicus-mortem #demon au rp

[ikkaku-of-heart]

Plotted Divine Heart Starter for @medicus-mortem

Ikkaku lay in her crystal prison, tears that would have run dry from dehydration long ago for a human still streaming down the goddess' cheeks. Hers was a well of emotions that ran deeper than any mortal being. Pain. Betrayal. Humilaiton. Shame. Anger. Guilt. Despair. All of these feelings burned in her heart, but there was nothing she could do to vent them except bang her fists impotently against the walls of her prison, scream, and cry. She was the one thing no god wished to be: powerless.

Atlantis. The city she'd given everything to, had founded and blessed and protected in hopes of creating a beacon of home and light to mortals and gods alike, had betrayed her. Taken the knowledge she'd shared with them, the defenses she'd helped them devise against the other gods, and used it against her. Tricked her with a celebration supposedly in her honor and then trapped her in a crystal cage like a canary. All so they could siphon away her light and treat her like infinite kindling for the fires of their ambitions.

Oh, how the mortals had laughed and cheered when their little plan had succeeded. When she'd screamed for them to let her out, demanded an explanation, begged them to think and realize they were making a mistake. But they'd all simply laughed louder, drowning out her cries. Even the city's children had been in on it, their brilliant little minds just as culpable as their scheming parents.

How long had the Goddess of Light and Guidance been trapped? Unlike mortals, the gods had no need to eat or drink or even breathe if they did not wish it. Things that would easily show the passage of time for mortals did nothing for her. The room deep in the castle did not even have any windows, so she couldn't even tell if it was day or night. She could not die, and she could not escape. All she knew was that, occasionally, she would feel a pull. See some of her power rise off of her skin like steam and be absorbed by the mechanisms withing the crystal, which would then travel down golden cables that would disappear into little tunnels and tubes throughout the chamber's walls. The people of Atlantis were stealing her light to power their city, Ikkaku's city, and she could do nothing.

Another wave of fury rose up within her like an ocean wave and she scrambled to her feet, clawing desperately at the walls of her prison. The material was rare, tempered with magic in a way even she hadn't considered. There wasn't so much as a crack or blemish upon the beautiful sides of her crystal cell. The other gods would likely not fare much better breaking her out, assuming they could even get into the city. Which they wouldn't. Ikkaku had worked hard with the citizens to create defenses that even her fellow gods would not be able to overcome. All to protect them from their spiteful ways.

The other gods had disapproved of her patronage of Atlantis. She imagined they must be laughing at her now. Laughing and furious that they were as powerless to breech her city as she was to escape it. She'd been too clever and generous for her own good. She'd accounted for every god who might wish to do harm to her city of devoted worshippers.

Black, abyssal eyes widened in an ephipany. Every god except one.

Pressing her forhead against the cool, mirror-smooth side of her prison, Ikkaku's tears continued to flow as a soft whisper escaped her lips. It was ironic, a goddess praying, but she had no choice. She prayed he could hear her. Could help her. There was no doubt in her mind that he would if he could. That the Lord of Night Terrors and Discord Bringer would find a way to free his sister.

"Law," she sobbed quietly. "Please. Please help me, brother."

#medicus-mortem #Divine Heart (Goddess AU) #Oh Captain My Captain (Law) #Heart Siblings #fall of atlantis #(well Ashi this certainly woke goddess!Ikkaku up and got my girl focusing. perhaps a bit too much lol)

[waraxarcana]

@medicus-mortem asked: 💞 + Have you ever had sexual thoughts about the male members of the Worst Generation? In the spirit of Sinday, feel free to send 💞 + any dirty questions you may have for them on anon, and they HAVE to answer honestly! (Still Accepting!)

"Yes. Unfortunately." And oh how he loathed every second of those wretched, fleeting flights of fancy. Of his dreams about a man with golden hair and blue eyes on his knees before him. Or of bending a certain former Rear Admiral over and taming him. "I blame it on two long years of being without the sweet embrace of your engineer, Trafalgar. Clearly, I'm being tested, but my fate is tied to her, not them. I'm sure once I have her back in my bed, all thoughts of them will cease to exist."

#medicus-mortem #Sleight of Hand (Asks) #The Lovers (NSFT) #Death (Trafalgar Law) #Tower (Killer) #Justice (X Drake) #(gods getting this answer out of him was like pulling teeth) #(Hawkins is so mean to deny me my m|m ships for him)

[ephxmerall]

. . . . . . ❝ ...Do I still get to eat? ❞

#medicus-mortem #** l u f f y [ IC. ] #** l u f f y [ COMM. ] #|| i'm crying ||

[pxison]

Get to Know the Mun

what’s your phone wallpaper: Ichiji looking fine AF in a suit. Will probably rotate him out soon in favor of one of the other siblings.

last song you listened to: Hey Brother - Avicii

currently reading: Fanfics do not count, and I am not currently reading anything big. I am interested in picking up horror novels and might like to look up some good recommendations.

last movie: Super Mario bros movie. I liked it more than I thought I would and absolutely adored Jack Black as Bowser.

last show: Twilight Zone as a current series. The classics have their charms.

what are you wearing right now: Basic T-shirt and shorts. Be wild if someone answered honestly with naked.

piercings/tattoos: No piercings or tattoos

glasses? contacts?: Glasses for my blind ass can’t see shit without them.

last thing you ate?: Cereal and then some snacks

favourite colour: Purple squad pull up! The deeper the better

current obsession: *Holds the skittle sibs in my arms* Ummmmmm you guys should already know.

do you have a crush right now?: Nope.

favourite fictional character: Too many and so I’m not listing them all. Currently adore the Vinsmoke fam and what I can do to the writing wise. (Except Judge because gross.)

Tagged by: @medicus-mortem

Tagging: @poneglph, @remedicine, @kickxsscook, @kaizokugaris​, @goreburdened, @melodysian, @theallblue, @ikkaku-of-heart​, @chatcambrioleur​ Went and tagged a bunch of people as well as some of those I haven’t screeched at yet. Feel free to ignore the tag tho!

#medicus-mortem #//dash games #//OOC #this was fun while I try and force a writing block out of my head

[luazasvogel]

Oh boy, you don't even know.

#ic ;; kasai no kingu #medicus-mortem #king; who spends most of his torture sessions mentally breaking someone and only occasionally completely uses fire #he uses ice/cold methods more that fire if he's honest <3 #but man spends sO MUCH TIME breaking someone through psychological torture