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Deadass just Trafalgar Law
The doctor looks at the test results, then back to you, and starts to shake. After a long silence, the only thing you’re told is a nervous,“You need to leave, right now.”
Fictober 2024
Prompt #1; "that was good work"
Characters: Trafalgar D. Water Law, Donquixote Rosinante/Corazon, Luffy, Ace, Heart Pirates
⚠︎ brief spoilers for Marineford in some places
Silence covered the room, each inch/crevice filled with dread. Accompanied with the sounds of faint voices and squeaking wheels, strained and vocal. He stood there, trapped within his own mind despite the surrounding commotion.
Today had been a loss for most even after all of the events that had tooken place.
Marine Ford had been an extensive battle, fights going on in every place you could look/search. It was rare to have seen someone not engaged in any form of combat, and they quickly did if they hadn't been. Screams and yells from everywhere. Swords clashing and guns and cannons being shot and fired.
While not the same, law could feel the slight connection between the two events- the sounds he could hear, at the least. Although the swords and such were replaced with the clanking and clinking of scalpels and other medical instruments, the yells were the exact same. It even seemed to be even louder and more enraged than before.
The sound came from one boy instead of the combined voices of both marine and pirates. The one and only Monkey D. Luffy. After his major loss in the war, he was nearing the edge, death almost taking it's toll. When he passed out, most thought it would've been for good. He had been put through so much stress, and the fiasco with his brother being struck straight through his heart certainly did not help with that.
The sound of a voice calling his name was finally what brought him back to his senses.
"Captain! We need you to act quick, he's starting to convulse and panic again!"
Shouted a familiar voice, most likely one of his crew members. Ah. That's right. He's supposed to perform surgery on the straw hat boy..
After he came back to his senses, Trafalgar began to make his way closer to the surgery scene. True to their words, the boy was having a panic attack of sorts while only being half awake and stable. The others were either attempting to hold him down to the table, while others could be seen running around for supplies or defending against the source of commotion. He had a panicked look to his eyes and shook in the hold of others and the table feverously and with great intensity. Few words could be understood, most being just jumbles of incoherent thoughts and abrupt yelps. Law could only really hear a repitition of 'no!', 'please, not my brother!' Among them.
As law begun his preparations, he couldn't help but think back to the now deceased 21 year old. While he had definitely not known him, ace was very well respected in laws books. He was an honorable man, courageous, kind and willing. Law knew briefly of the connections between him and others, and just how they had been affected by him. His crew mates and ordinary friends had all adored him for one reason or another.
The boy before him claimed to be the brother of this man, sharing similar features. But it could become quite obvious that they only shared some, like their hair and deep need for freedom in each of their own ways. The two had fought fiercely , both together and apart in the war before the climax of the war sometime After he was released from his shackles. A combination of fire & flames and rubber could truly be a force to be reckoned with indeed. Even with the great distance that had always been between them because of the sea, they stayed closer than ever. United through their hardships, following each other's lead. Standing in the presence of each other even from far apart.
The boy in front of him had long since stopped his intense struggles, instead fully passed out into a temporary sleep at the moment. When he had a collection of the right tools he knew from heart he would need, law began to quickly clear the area of the rest of his crew that was still there. They ushered out of the room after a few moments, leaving just law and a few of his closest members in the room surrounding Luffy. With the use of his devil fruit, law was sure that this surgery would come out in both his favor and the young boy. He began with the most deadly wounds, gashes, and deep cuts and spots of internal bleeding. His movements were paced, quick and efficient as he diligently worked through the task at hand. He knew he had a limited amount of time to complete this, and kept his hands steady as he used his abilities to remove a few internal organs to lower the risk of hitting or cutting them in any way.
"Room! Shambles."
In his hand he had previously held a dissolving pill of sorts, the next moment the lower intestine in its spot. He held it with his gloved hands, carefully lowering it to a safe space near him for future need. He used the empty space in the organs original place to his advantage, stitching any wounds in the spaces and near. When he had finished with the area, he repeated the same process to replace the organ into its spot and take another for more aid and healing. He begun to sew in a couple more stitches before placing that one into its place as well. He continued to move through the most obvious of the affected areas. Occasionally, he would find a minor cut and swiftly deal with it before moving back to the main things to be felt with.
Even with the others in the room, law swore he could feel a presence In the room asides from just them. It felt familiar in a way- too familiar. Though the sounds of his work was the only sounds in the room, the silence in the small space was louder than even that. He glanced around the room he could see without moving his head, eyes jumping from one place to the next. Nothing. Absolutely nothing, just the others. Was he going crazy? Sometimes he felt like he was, especially times like now. He did his best to ignore the dreadful feeling, continuing to work.
Little did he know just who was watching him. Miraculously, after his death, another man had been given the experience of being a ghost. Present in the world, but not fully existing in a way. Donquixote Rosinante, also known as Corazon to the people closest to him during his lifetime. He stood in his ghastly form just diagonal from law, watching as the boy worked. Even for a now dead man, he had one of the brightest smiles on his face. Still, after his death, law had continued on with life and pursued his dream just as cora knew he had wanted to. His sacrifice had definitely been worth it for the boy. Everything that he had done in benefit for Trafalgar D. Water Law had all been worth it all for him.
He layed his transparent hand upon law's shoulder, and the man shuddered. His own hands stopped in his work as he slowly looked to his shoulder, not quite knowing if he could actually see the faint outline of a skinny hand or if it was just his imagination playing tricks on him. The rest of the people and the room seemed to have noticed the stop in his progress, starting to wonder if they should speak up to their captain about it or not. His first mate, below spoke up before the others had the chance to.
"Captain? Is everything alright? It doesn't seem like Luffy is fully finished yet, and we're worried.."
" ..yes, it's all going well so far. I thought I had seen something in the corner of my eye, I suppose.. "
He responded with an anxious tone, still trying to asses what he thought to have seen.
That hand had looked way too similar to the hands of a man he used to know. The one that raised him after the tragic event and disease in his family. Could it be..? No. He's long dead, it couldn't have been him. Not out of all people, he had surely just been seeing things.
The hand had dissipated, retreating from his shoulder into a space that he himself couldn't see. Bepo clearly still was a bit worried at least, but stepped back away from the situation as he knew that he most likely wouldn't get a full answer, especially in this moment.
"Alright.. We're here to assist you in any way you need if you would like any help..!"
As law listened to the polar bear's response, he let out a small hum and a murmur of 'thank you, but I'll be fine with this surgery on my own for now..'. He did his best to get back to the surgery and stay focused on it instead of the mystery hand, still not fully able to forget about it. His mind was drifting back to the past- not good for this time.
Various times of law being drug around by Rosinante flashed in his mind. Him being held by him like a purse as Cora walked, Cora laughing along with him or even at him, Law being forced the Ope Ope no Mi in order to try and cure his disease he had had at the time, more, and eventually his death. He remembered that exact treasure chest he had been kept it. For his own safety, according to the tall, goofy blonde. Little had younger law known that that would be the very last time he had seen cora alive and well..
He shook his head abruptly, trying to shake the thoughts with it. While the thoughts didn't get through to him often, they could still affect him for the worse on an extra bad day. Everything that had happened ran through his mind all at once, and he found that he had a somewhat hard time even standing up right in this time.
The way that Donquixote Rosinante had died was beyond a simple tragedy. Who would let that happen? Who would do such a thing? Why would something like that happen?
The answer to all of those Bombarding questions was no one other than Donquixote Doflamingo, the brother of Rosinante. He had done it all himself with just a single shot to the head. He had told his brother himself the reason for all of his actions, the cause of Rosinante's death. He had been a marine in secret, keeping it all from the Doflamingo Family. The former man did not approve of his brothers actions at all, and the other words that he had been told in that moment was what propelled him to his ending course of actions. A loud bang echoed throughout the silence of the room- even though cora's abilities disabled law from hearing the gunshot, he knew just how it would've sounded if he had.
Even with all that law had witnessed and known to have happened, he was still somehow alive today. He kept on not only for his crew but corazon too. He was his mentor, the one who really raised and saved him. He made law a huge part of who he was today. He didn't deserve to have his life ended like that, shouldn't have died either way. Law felt himself growing increasingly more upset over the thoughts. It wasn't fair at all- not for either of them.
As he stared at the ground, it seemed to hold back a similar glare of its own. As if it was reflecting his look of despair and angered confusion.
He hoped that Cora was at least a little bit proud of who he was today. It had all been thanks to him that he was even still alive and talking to this day.
As he finished up the last of the surgery, he backed up a bit. The main gaping hole had been closed off, with the subject still laying on the table motionless. The same figure to his side still held a strong smile on his face, it continuing to grow even now. He was so, so very proud of his boy.
He played such an important role in the life of many, and helped people in so may ways just like he had said he'd do when he was younger.
Rosinante was more than just happy or moderately appeased by this. He was the happiest and most upbeat he felt like he had ever been. Cora knew that nobody else in the room could sense his presence as law could, and he was okay with that. As long as his kid could tell he was always there for him even in the most difficult of situations, then that was all he needed. His hands surrounded law's form once again, caring lingering touches to the top of his hair and shoulders as he did his best to contain his over welling emotions. He spoke as if the whole entire world could hear him, though he was aware that nobody could. He sniffled, tears of happiness threatening to fall from his blue eyes.
"I'm proud of you, law.. You've done good with your progress. I had nothing but the best of hopes that you would get to where you are today..!"
This was originally supposed to be significantly shorter, but I got trapped in the world of writing.. I hope there isn't too many spelling mistakes and thank you for reading if you for this far!˙︴
Deadass just Trafalgar Law
The doctor looks at the test results, then back to you, and starts to shake. After a long silence, the only thing you’re told is a nervous,“You need to leave, right now.”
"the blue makeup's so pretty, 's a shame it'll be running down your pretty face soon.. you brought more to reapply before going back to the party, right, Din-ya?"
"'f course I won't wash off the lipstick marks ya left before we go back. Gotta make sure everyone knows I'm yours."
"we're both so damn sweaty," *chuckles* "we practically glow in the blackout light without the makeup, huh?"
"took me so long," *huffs* "-to put this stupid stuff on- y-yeah, i put on the makeup on my chest even though i was wearing a shirt. kinda knew we'd end up like- augh, f-fuck.. like this."
just a little bit of oc shipping with modern!law au at the blackout rave
YOU CANT TELL ME ITS NOT TRUE
NGL, I FEEL LIKE LAW WOULD LISTEN TO MSI(mindless self indulgence, songs like Stupid MF, and stuff yk???.?) IDK IM JUST TWEAKING
fuckass Modern!Law headcanon I have. you can’t tell me he isn’t a Hannibal. You can’t.
Btw listen to the song, possibly in Michigan. It’s what gave me the inspo
Making me feel all kinds of ways, Law.
😏🫣😳🥴🤤
⛓️😈⛓️
Why are Trafalgar Law x Reader fanfics so soulmatery coded like omg??? Like the majority is literally what i want to read and the way it's written is so tender and deeply in love typa shit and I'm fucking living for it. They r so good and well written, keep it up. Kudos frfr🫶🫶
(This is not the majority this is just a good portion of fanfics)
I hate when people don't portray a character correctly in a fanfic physically (unless stated in title but I'm talkin about canon fics)😭
I hate to break it to y'all, but unless ur talking about pre-timeskip Law (usually said in title). He is NOT a skinny twink emo boy, blud is BULKED UP
Abs made of steel
