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regensia · 7 months
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@mediicusvitae / Lamy said . . .
She's just going to give her favorite arsonist a smooch on the cheek (´ε` )♡ { hello yes I've missed you and also these two <333}
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"Lamy!" As far as surprises went, this one from the woman was one of the most pleasant ones, Sabo's face unceremoniously squished as she pressed her lips to one cheek and hand to the other. That was something he adored about their dynamic, the playfulness they could have ( or at least her ability to tolerate his own impulsiveness ) , a comfort in the chaos of their lives and schedules.
"I didn't know you were back!"
To wrap an arm around her waist and keep her close was a natural instinct rather than anything considered on a more conscious level, and it would take a bit for him to finally release her. Not until he could turn his face and press a kiss properly to her lips, his own curved into a smile.
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namifloof · 1 year
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hehe art trade with @mediicusvitae >:) LAMYYYYYYYYYYY
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ikkaku-of-heart · 1 year
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@mediicusvitae​ responded to this post:
{ okay but the image of the coffin boat cruising around like a jet ski is literally so funny to me asdfghjhgfdsdfgh }
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It’s an amazing mental image. Ikkaku will bestow Mihawk with the greatest goth jet ski she can create to get him to Joras if she has to. Let this poor dapper swordsman zip around the foggy North Blue waters then sip wine in his Stephen King mansion. It’s what he deserves.
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cardiacginger · 1 year
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For @mediicusvitae, the ritual is complete in an instant. The Hallowheel creaks to a halt.
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Halloween AU - Vampire Squid
Lit with spectral markings and a chilling assortment of spiked bone, Lamy descends at the Witching Hour's chime. A cape extends from her shoulders, able to stretch to double her body length and wrap the being, or an unlucky prey's appendage, in a barbed bubble. She can emit a pulse of blinding light at will, and can send out invisible feelers to monitor her surroundings. While her bonded soul may have given her a preference for scavenging, she's hardly incapable of bringing her meals to their necessary state on her own.
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pirateborn-a · 1 year
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    Sdsjhdsldjs     yeah     remind me to think ab how they got their hands on that devil fruit n reactions some point,      but god like    Roger would be.    Okay so realistically Roger would just jump in after whoever fell overboard but also it’d be really funny if
Roger: Soooo.... Ray,,,,, funny story, Rayleigh: What did you do-- where’s the kid? Roger: Okay so I might have yeeted him overboard just a tiny bit-- Rayleigh: You what--
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luazasvogel · 1 year
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" if not for that old cunt's use in obtaining useful soldiers, i would say by all means...snap his neck, make his last few minutes painful. unfortunately, he still has his uses. "
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crewisms · 1 year
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💀 — eyes glare down upon lamy, a grimace spread on his painted face. he was supposed to be nice to this one — law already threated to excommunicate his heart if he was to act out, but she was annoying him to no end. finally, he broke, an outburst rising from him. "what? why do you keep staring me, little girl?!" // @mediicusvitae me excited to write with lamy!!!!!!!!!!
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medicus-mortem · 1 year
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@mediicusvitae​ asked: Her katabasis had continued deeper into the tomb, where the stone walls perspired grey, muddy water. The very air smelt old. Lamy blew some dust off the heavy tome that sat in front of her, the bound leather groaning from age as she flipped the cover open. She pulled her torch closer and went over the scrawl of ancient notes, the ink smudged and indecipherable at parts. Footsteps from behind made her look up briefly, her hand waving the approaching figure closer as she turned back towards her findings. “Slept well? Look at this!” she grinned, pointing at the strange symbols on the opened page. “I think I might be able decipher the missing parts of this spell with my notes.” { for Lich!Law ♥ }
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   Eyes come open in one sudden motion. The body does not breathe, his lungs nothing more than set dressing on a merely functional outfit. His flesh is stiff, muscles seizing with the lack of magic fueling its function. Waking to rigor mortis is not a pleasant thing, which is why the Lich prefers to sleep in only his bones but for now appearances need to be kept. He can’t simply let his flesh melt away before sleep. What if his new apprentice saw? Either she’d be horrified or incredibly fascinated and the Lich is unsure of which outcome would be worse.
   He sends a burst of necrotic magic through the dead flesh, giving it a mockery of life and dispelling the rot. Motions are slow at first, bones moving muscle more than muscle moving bones. The Lich sits up and swings himself out of the cot that’s been placed in the cleaner of this tomb’s chambers. It’s not the first time he’s woken in a crypt and won’t be the last, but he admits to himself waking with a sky above him and not a stone slab is a little still. This tomb holds something he wants. Knowledge from an ancient past he has forgotten.
   The Lich turns his attention to this excavation and the teaching of his apprentice. It has been an age since he last had one of these and perhaps this girl is the only one he has taken on willingly and without planning on taking some terrible price from the student. He isn’t quite sure why. There is a familiarity to her. Like his soul knows hers. A strange sensation and one that grows stronger as he approaches the fledgling necromancer. He comes up behind her, hands clasping behind his back to lean over her shoulder and look upon the ancient journal in her hands.
   A grimace. Those words are familiar. They are his own. Made when he was young. Made when he was mortal and hunting for a way to cheat death. He has made great strides since those terribly embarrassing days.
   “You’re still pouring over this old thing?” the Lich sighs, straightening. “That spell is incredibly inefficient and tedious to craft. It’s asking for fresh rot gut, for pity’s sake. Do you have any idea how long it takes to produce that substance, let alone in the quantities the spell needs?”
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umbrx · 2 years
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❝ Asking her to stop drinking the cocktail is equivalent to asking her to stop breathing. You could say it’s... essential to her existence. A vital part of her personality. ❞
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marinehero-a · 1 year
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@mediicusvitae​ replied: { Don‘t you love it when you get casually manhandled/ratgrabbed and clownnapped for your own safety by your dead Captain‘s rival/???? and forced to join the marines and sing boring recruitment songs while also almost drowning several times a week agdjdksgdjdjhk (I love them your honor) }
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     Drowning builds character !!!  All good sailors should drown now and then in order to prepare the body in case of emergency --
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muselexum · 2 years
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@mediicusvitae​ sent:
"Singing in the shower is fun until you get soap in your mouth. Then it's a soap opera." { tfw when your father and gf have the same corny dad humor- }
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Uta’s hands paused mid scrub, suds falling to the tiled floor as a silence fell between them. The diva stared down at the top of Lamy’s head in disbelief, the lame joke she made filling Uta with a strange and upsetting nostalgia. 
Uta brought one of her hands to Lamy’s chin, tipping her head back so they would meet eye to eye. “Please don’t make stupid jokes like that again.♡” She said, kissing Lamy’s forehead before letting the girl’s head back up. She returned to washing Lamy’s hair without further comment.
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regensia · 1 year
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@mediicusvitae​ / Lamy said . . 
Lamy gently took a certain revolutionary’s face into her hands and pressed her lipstick-adorned lips all over him, laughing all the while. { Mwah mwah, happy Valentine's day Sabo ♥️♥️♥️ }
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A bouquet was the best he could do for today in terms of gifts, both having rather packed schedules themselves, and Sabo to leave very shortly for another island himself. All in a day’s work, but they still managed to make it all work, something about absence making the heart fonder or something about pining, he wasn’t sure. Hand tightened upon the flowers he had tucked behind his back ( an assortment of sunflowers, daisies, chamomile, and delicate small roses, all in an assortment of oranges, yellows, and whites, with green leaves to accent ) once Lamy approached, but there wasn’t much opportunity for him to whip out the gift when instead she had seized his face.
Sabo stilled, blinking a bit innocently in curiosity before kisses were peppered across his face, the mere sound of her laughter enough to cause similar within himself, the sensation of her repeated embraces a bit tickling anyways. With that bright shade of red upon her lips, it wasn’t too far to guess that some of it had been left behind on his own skin, but the thought was merely dismissed as his hands drew around. The free one grasped one of her wrists in gentle hold to attempt to free himself, the other inadvertently stuffing the flowers close to them, petals and leaves catching a few errant hairs of both parties from their heads.
“Hello to you too!” Chuckling, the Revolutionary finally managed to lean back and free himself at least temporarily, now insistently pushing the bouquet into Lamy’s face, a paltry retaliation for the assault he had endured, but it would do. “Take that!”
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polarurchin · 2 years
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@mediicusvitae said: { she will become a doctor and get that certificate even if she has to fake it herself and THEN we‘ll see who‘s beneath who >:C grrgrr!! }
// Unfortunately Lamy came late to the party and so as far as Uni is concerned, he can hold seniority over her head as much as he wants ;)))
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imitormusa · 1 year
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❛  You don’t look so good.  ❜ { for Baby 5! c: }
@mediicusvitae |  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.
"I'm fine," Baby smiled at the other woman. Despite everything that had happened over the past week or so, she was fine. She wasn't injured, not as bad as she could have been, and she had a place to go when everything was settled. She could move on from this with help. For the first time in a long time, the future was unknown and that was okay. 
But there was still a weight on her shoulders. 
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"How... how are you?" She hesitated to ask but she had cared about the girl when they were younger. Baby had loved having another girl her age around and had been very upset when Lamy and Law had left with Cora-san. She didn't want to think about what came after that... "You weren't injured? You'll be okay?"
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xamassed · 1 year
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⟬ meme / @mediicusvitae​ ⟭
❝ What are you going as for halloween this year? ❞ { for Sanji! c: }
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“A disgruntled chef that spends more time shoveling food into his captain’s mouth than he does sleeping.” His flat and drawling sarcasm was given a moment to settle before he realized that his temper may have slipped just the slightest bit.
Slumped forward, Sanji let loose a small sigh.
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“I’m sorry, Lamy-chan. I’ve been trying to think of a costume, but I kept coming up blank.” He finished prepping the vegetables in front of him just as an idea finally sprang to mind, though it wasn’t as complete a concept as he would have liked. “Why, what are you going as? If you’d be alright with it, I could always try to match with you.”
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luazasvogel · 2 years
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The fact that King has probably been growing a lingering possessiveness over this government agent who he feels nothing more than wanting to just. Rip her apart, but also knowing how useful she is and that part of him that's still humanized is saying that she is useful to him, that because she is working for him that she is HIS.
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