#@itmeanspeace

[gcmpirate]

@itmeanspeace Continued here

He could feel the sadness from her and it weighed on his heart. When she tugged at his hat, he didnt move, just allowed her to hide his eyes and choose to continue to speak instead.

Moving to take her hands, he kept his head down, his beloved hat covering his eyes.

"Of course i will protect you." He said openly, honestly.

"With my last breath, i will keep you safe. Its what I was born to do. I will keep you all safe."

[spcdesace]

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He'd frequented this particular port enough as the Commander of the Second Division under White Beard to know who the locals were and who, like him, came here often. It was small enough that not many ended up here as passer-throughs, preferring the larger port on the other side of the island. So if newcomers came through they were most often pirates or on the run.

Settling into his normal seat he grinned when the bartender asked if he wanted the usual, giving a polite nod as his crewmates spread out throughout the bar. "Been a bit since we made dock so the guys are thirsty."

Leaning back in his chair he relaxed, eyes closing for a moment before opening and scanning the area, spotting the stranger almost instantly. Typically that wouldn't have kept his attention for long, but there was something about her, a sense that had him assessing her more closely. Thanking the tender when his drink was delivered and taking a healthy gulp before turning his attention away. Staring wasn't polite and as long as she didn't cause trouble then he didn't care who she was or why she was here......but he still had a feeling he'd seen her face before. Maybe a bounty?

[shanburuzu]

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"I was trying to drink in peace." He muttered to himself when he spotted the familiar burning curls of the woman who had claimed the seat at his side. The last time he'd run into her she'd nearly given him a heart attack when she showed him her healing abilities. Mainly because she'd not bothered warning him before slicing her hand open as if it was butter. "How do you keep running into us?"

[inhcritance]

@itmeanspeace asked: “   i can handle all the dirty work .   ”

"I know you can." He tells her, and he means it. He's seen her in battle, he's seen fight and track and really, she is terrifying when she wants to be. And yet...

"I won't say I like doing it myself." He admits. Because really, it's not pleasant work. "But these are my plans, and my goals too, and it's only fair."

He has no intention of sitting back and just barking orders, not when it's his life on the line. Not when it would feel like taking advantage of her.

And then, to bring back some levity to the situation, he offers her a small smile: "Let me keep some of my pride intact, Shiloh."

[seaschef]

@itmeanspeace asked: "What's your name anyway?"

"Sanji." He said warmly even as he expertly tossed the fried rice that he was currently cooking up. Adding a few more spices and then flipping the fluffy concoction a few more times to evenly space the flavoring out before turning and dumping it all into a bowl. Flicking off the stove he placed the pan back down to cool before placing the bowl in front of her with a spoon. "Here you go, Robin said you look like you haven't eaten in a while so enjoy."

Shifting to lean against the counter, taking a small break before cleaning up the kitchen he added. "I'm glad we found you when we did, that looked like a nasty shipwreck."

[thuganomxcs]

"What'd ya know Glamazon, you're hittin' another holiday with me. Are ya more than ready t' drink the night away at my party t'night?"

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[aeviterncl]

@itmeanspeace * ✽ ❪ cont. from here┊☓ ❫

What a fucking moron this woman was! Who would actually save a bratty kid from a collapsing building by running headfirst into it and then not even having a plan for how to safely get out of the damned thing?! He would— but there was the difference in him being an oni who could handle impact and her being a fragile human who'd likely die on friggen impact! Not to mention, he had regenerative abilities. Even if he did break a few bones, he'd heal in a jiffy using those healing perks he had from not being human.

His elongated teeth bared as he clicked his tongue, and the scarlet haired boy glared down at the woman in his arms with his light brown eyes (also inadvertently scaring the kid she was holding flush against her body). Souta had drawn out his abilities a bit to actually make it to her in time— not that he'd say out loud that he did it for her sake (after all, it would be his problem if she and the brat got hurt in the end).

As tempted as he was to hit her head with a closed fist of irritation, he couldn't do that while he was holding her. Instead, his arms positioned under her knees and around her back tensed to keep her held securely against his body. He slightly dug his nails into her back unconsciously—the act being a warning about the upcoming reprimand, ❝ What kinda idiot are you?! ❞ he yelled at her, blatantly ignoring the kid as he really didn't know how to handle dealing with their presence, ❝ humans can't survive shit like that! Think before you try doing stupid stuff like saving bystanders! You and the brat would've died if I hadn't caught you! ❞

[3katanas]

@itmeanspeace asked: "You're not getting rid of me, so get used to it."

He'd tried everything he could think of, walking faster, taking sudden turns, breaking into a sprint. Hell, he'd even gone into a bathroom and climbed out the window. She'd still found him. Which had lead to his current sprint through the streets once more as he tried to shake her with him yelling over his shoulder. "Who the hell even are you!?"

[localwebslingers]

@itmeanspeace asked: [ collapse ] sender collapses into receiver's arms - MCU

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As soon as he saw the way Shiloh was moving, the slow and barely stable way that was either stumbling, or swaying, or something between the two. Peter wasn't sure, but he started over as soon as he noticed, "Shiloh?" he asked before hurrying the last few steps over to make sure he caught her in time. Holding them both upright easily and holding her close, "Hey...hey, are you okay?"

Slowly and carefully, he started moving to sit down, keeping Shiloh close and making sure he still had a good enough hold not to drop her. Not that he would, he was strong enough he barely noticed her weight. As soon as they were settled he started checking her over of any injuries, as best as he could. Just to be sure that she wasn't hurt badly.

It was impossible for him to be everywhere but it wouldn't make him feel any less bad.

Satisfied that he didn't find any serious injuries, Peter reached up and brushed her hair back, "Hey....Shiloh, I've got you, you're alright. Just take it easy for a few minutes, okay? We can just sit here for a few minutes and then go somewhere else, it's okay." he could even carry her if she wasn't able to get up and move around yet. That was fine with him.

[parainvestigate]

@itmeanspeace 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝙼𝙾𝙻 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻

Bringing the file down from his horns, checking in the mirror to make sure he hadn't missed any spots. “I can see ya staring at me in the mirror.”

[gcmpirate]

@itmeanspeace Continued HERE

He saw her coming, saw that she was unaware and knew this was his moment. He didnt know why he had become so preoccupied with kissing Shiloh. Maybe it was because she always made a nice face after? Maybe it was because it made him happy? Probably a little bit of both. HE would of course stop if she ever asked him to, but she seemed to not mind... so here he was.

Swinging from the main sail, he spun around and landed on his feet before her, a wide grin on his face.

Yup, kissing her did make him happy.

Her next words however had him lost.

"Jealous?" He asked, his brows kitting in confusion. "I dont know about that."

[spcdesace]

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His hand shot out, gripping her wrist tightly enough that it would break through the clear rage she was in. Unworried of the flames licking up her arms as he did so. Gaze locked on the person before her as he asked softly. "Is he worth it?"

He wouldn't really stop her. Even if she burned the guy to a fucking crisp so that even his ashes were a distant memory, he wouldn't stop her. But only if it was what she really wanted. Only if it wasn't done in a fit of pure blind rage because there had been a few times when he wished someone had been there that could have stopped him.

[emeraldbuilt]

John had pushed himself to the end of his route. Leaning against a wall while trying to recover his breath from a run, watching as the sun climbed higher into the sky. Running hadn't helped him feel tired enough to sleep. That's when someone joined him. "Hey, I've seen you running this route before. You do speed runs or endurance?"

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[inhcritance]

@itmeanspeace asked: 52.  MEAL :  for both muses to prepare and share a meal together. || Accepting

Cooking has always been something he loves. It was something he learned at home, and then perfected at FEAST, and it has always, time and time again, been an expression of care. Of wanting to spend time together, or wanting to help, or wanting to do something nice for someone.

Cooking together, in his eyes, is even better. Because he knows most of his usual and favorite recipes with eyes closed, but there's fun in trying new things. On the little failures and salvaging them or in the little successes instead, when they're not larger. On doing something together that will taste well after it all -and it will taste well, it's Harry's pride on the line- once the recipe is followed to the end.

Cooking with Shiloh, from a recipe book she brought, is even greater, because these are recipes he doesn't know. Recipes he doesn't have the slightest idea of how they should look like or smell as they are cooking.

"Do you think the spice ratio is okay?" He considers, doubtfully eyeing the bowl. Because it feels a bit too strong for a dessert, but maybe that's the way it should be?

[tangleweave]

[ slap ] sender slaps receiver in the face - to Venom (because she would)

[ When Words Fail / Accepting ]

Sometime in the future, They might claim that They saw the strike coming from a city block away. But the truth was, her hand hadn't had much distance to cross in the first place -- Their face had been inches from hers, leering widely at her. Daring her to do something about it.

She'd delivered. And for such a small, slight specimen, she knew how to deliver a wallop. Moreover, she'd sunk more than a few sparks into it, leaving that much more of a sting in Their face as Their head was set spinning.

They slowly turned Their head back to face her once more. Now one eye was squinted, the other open wide, a parody of a raised eyebrow on a hairless visage.

"And how do you expect Us to respond?" They asked, tilting Their head. "Dangle you by your hair? Easily arranged."

[thuganomxcs]

❝ poltergeist report: 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 | 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 : Deciding it’s time to give Yusuke a taste of his own medicine, Shiloh sneaks up behind him and gropes his butt. “You do have a pretty cute ass.” | client: @itmeanspeace | 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.

It was a regular day out between the two of them..that is UNTIL she decided to be a little 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨𝙮. The act was so atrocious and surprising that it almost made him stumble. Yusuke’s body teetered forward a little, hopping ontop of one leg until regaining his balance..then turned towards her with a face that’s slightly flushed. It was PURE embarrassment, he felt as though he’s lost a little bit of power when she had done that.

━━   ❝   𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓?!  ❞  The sudden outburst caught the people around them by surprise and they slowly tried sneaking away from the two hoping they wouldn’t have to witness any violent acts. But the truth is Yusuke was far TOO embarrassed, but he’s still a rather stubborn person. The only way he knew how to deal with this feeling of embarrassment was using hostility. “Where’d that come fro- I-..NO, I don't."