#I also want to note that I LOVE pirate metal so much

[sheepkebby]

heya kebby I don't have anything of substance to ask or say so I'm just gonna ask

hi how are you :)

HI CHERRY!!! I'm doing good :) Today I'm doing one of my favorite hobbies which is studying music history and the conception of alternative music genres! It was super interesting seeing the evolution of rockabilly turning into metalbilly turning into psychobilly, and then also delving into the subgenres that inspired those evolutions, like horror punk playing a major part in shaping how psychobilly sounds!

I will now leave you with this absolute banger of a tune, enjoy!

[one-piece-aus]

Hii I hope your day is going well ! I was looking through your masterlist and saw your music hcs from a few years ago for the straw hats and I don't think you did the followup for supernova trio? I was wondering if i could request that myself or even music hcs for all supernovas if possible? Thank you :)

Ahoy! I sorta haven't been getting around to it like many of my other hcs and requests, but I am in the mood to do music related stuff! Also I've broaden my music tastes a lot since last time so I might need to update the Strawhats' later, but for now we're here for-

Music Genres/Artists the Supernovas Listen to (Headcanons)

Law

If your first thought is that he listens to the most edgiest emo music there is, you're absolutely right!/hj

Okay, but being real here, he's gonna be picky about the edgy music, I'd say it leans more to moody rather than depressed

Songs like that would be Something in the Way and Heart-Shaped Box by Nirvana, Paint it Black by Rolling Stones, Natural, Bones and (maybe) Enemy by Imagine Dragons, Heathens and Stresssd Out by Twenty One Pilots, Losing My Religion by R.E.M. , Crying Lightning by Artic Monkeys, Duvet by Bòa

Crazy by Gnarls Barkley was 1000% played a repeat nurmous times

Can be found at 1 am - 3 am listening and sometimes singing Wake Me Up Inside/hj

Oblivion by Dirty Palm on the other hand is played here and there but he's not too much a fan of bass songs unless he is at the club drunk and dancing all that stress & trauma off (love that one rave Law fanart )

Viva La Vida by Coldplay is a classic favorite for him

You know, he probably listens to Maneater by Daryl Hall because Dr. Heart Stealer gives those vibes

Enjoys the SIAMÉS album Bounce Into The Music but would also find comfort in their album Home

His go to genres would be soft rock or alternative rock but isn't opposed when it comes to certain pop songs like Don't You Worry Child (catch him at the right time and he will get emotional over that song)

Enjoys the older stuff & independent artists (I remember reading Law is German so many he'd like German music?)

Artists he listens to: Nirvana, Coldplay, Three Doors Down, Franz Ferinard, Artic Monkeys, The Score, Imagine Dragons, and Fall Out Boy

Kid

Metal Music

Was that not obvious?

Loves the classics

Metallica, Guns & Roses, Thrasher, Black Sabbath, Rob Zombie, Three Days Grace, Smashing Pumpkins

He enjoys rock

The Offspring, Foo Fighters, Skid Row, Rolling Stones, Finger Eleven, Ozzy Osborne, AC/DC

He enjoys some new bands like Yungbund, Blacklite District, and Goku Luck

I know there's pirate metal but he gives more viking metal vibes (does listen to both)

You know he's jamming out to the second Death Note opening & Kaiju No. 8's opening

Traitor by Daughtry and Unstable by Chaotica

He might like phonk

Says rap is crap (who's gonna tell him Goku Luck is hiphop)

Allergic to Country/serious

Is the kind of Metalhead that says Nu Metal is not Metal

Psst, can I let you in on a little secret? He secretly listens to Lady Gaga, don't tell anyone or he'll kill you

Killer

Listens to most of the stuff Kid does but also has his own tastes

Nickel Back, Coldplay, Valley of Wolves, Unsecret, Skillet, One OK Rock, Meatloaf, Opal in Sky, Okamoto, The Cranberries, and Man With a Mission

Killer is more familiar with sea shanties than Kid

He enjoys listening to Uta (Ado), his favorite song of hers would be Gira Gira because he does relate to the lyrics (he really wanted to go to her concert but the crew probably got caught up doing business on another island and missed it)

Secretly would go to a 90s pop rave, waving glowsticks as artists like 2 Unlimited blast through the speakers/silly

Is the kind of Metalhead that says Nu Metal is Metal (not in front of Kid though)

Also allergic to country/serious

Hawkins

Dark Academia and Goth Ambience

He enjoys the somber pianos, it's peaceful and helps him study

Organ pianos are pleasing to him as well, if played right

He might be able to play piano but the violin (which is another instrument he enjoys listening to) is tricky to find the rhythm he prefers

Does love classic violin yet finds the epic violin music videos on YouTube to be appealing

And if he’s not listening to that, meditation/ambiance music is playing

Unironically listens to background music from video games such as Minecraft or Genshin Impact

Moonlit Night from the Death Parade OST is one of his favorites

If you can't tell, he enjoys soothing instrumentals

Is a big fan of Tchaikovsky

Enjoys music from 90s Disney (Cinderella especially)

Absolutely listens to Phantom of the Opera! Look at this man! You can't tell me he doesn't!

Probably enjoys French love songs

Apoo

DJ Apoo is in the house and you know he's all about the funky music!

80s, 90s, 00s, 10s, and even 20s, he loves all the rave & bass boost songs

Eurodancer, Daft Punk, 2 Unlimited, it's all a bop

Hip-hop & Rap are his jam (his taste for that would not be mine so you may list them here)

Apoo is pretty organized with his playlists, being a DJ and all, has most of them separated by genre

He thinks listening to music from Anime, Movies, and Video Games is stupid (*hands you your baseball bat*)

Drake

His ass is boring

He listens to whatever is playing on the radio

Not much of a music guy so he doesn't have any custom playlists

He might be fond of a few songs that come on the radio

Music to Drake is mainly just background noise when driving

While he doesn't mind someone playing their music, he prefers if he can understand the lyrics

Drake will easily get flustered if he hears spicy songs being played, especially if someone else is there, if he’s alone he’s instantly changes the station

Bonney

Popstars by KDA

I think her taste leans to rebellious as in "Fuck you, I do what I want"

So her taste can go from Don't Threaten Me With a Good Time by Panic At The Disco, to Seven Nation Army by White Stripes

Artists she listens to on the regular would be The Offspring, Panic At The Disco, BTS(?), P!nk, Fallout Boy, Cozmez, Fake Type, UNSECRET, and Eminem

Maybe a few Kelly Clarkson songs like Stronger and Since You've Been Gone

She does not like others putting on music, you can expect her to make a fuss if you try putting on something

Auxcord hog

Bege

The Godfather OST/hj

But for real he does like Italian instrumentals

Has a taste for soft love ballets

A few French and Spanish songs are appealing to him

He doesn't like pop, hip hop, rock, metal, or rap, and doesn't understand why the youth enjoy it so much

Except for 80s J-pop, he can see the appeal for songs such as Airport Lady by Toshiki Kadomatsu or Telephone Number by Junko Ohashi

And soft rock, specially the love songs like Just The Way You Are by Billy Joel or Can't Help Falling in Love With You by Elves (he just loves his wife, guys)

Urouge

So basing this off one of his hobbies Oda has confirmed

He loves seductive music, whether it’s playing in the background or he looking for something to listen to

Most played songs is Careless Whispers

Jazz and spicy pop are his top genres

Prime examples are: Mirrors by Natalia Kills, Sway by Michael Bublé, Pause by Pitbull, One More Night by Maroon 5, Stalker's Tango by Autoheart Lent

I could make playlists for them if y'all want but for now, do what you will with these headcanons, make your own playlists ✨️

[grandlinedreams]

Hii !!! If you haven't done it already , can you make a part 2 to https://www.tumblr.com/grandlinedreams/732931737043255296/hehe-hi-lovelov-luvvv-the-angst-u-write-could (sorry I can't create hyperlinks due to my pc crashing everytime I try !) ? I loved it so much that I neeedddd a 2nd part that's just as angstyyyyy. I love your angst so much !!

Hiya!! I absolutely can, but i also got asked to resolve it well so I hope I can do this justice for everyone who wanted a part two! First part [here]

[Heads up!: canon typical violence, hefty dose of angst, hurt/comfort]

It's been a week since you bargained your freedom for Law's, offered your services to barter for his safety ㅡ and you still don't regret it.

The ship you've been forced onto is a far cry from the comforts of the Polar Tang with battered wooden floors and a hull that you're surprised withstands the waves that crash against it.

The crew also is nothing like the one you're used to ㅡ not that you see much of them. You spend most of your time at a desk with varying maps spread out before you, pen in hand as you're demanded to make note of any and all locations to treasure or anything of interest regarding the One Piece.

"If I find out you're lying, or if any of this is a trap," your captor hisses, pressing the sharp edge of a blade to your throat, "don't think I won't slit your throat and throw you overboard for the sea kings."

You don't bat an eye, even as metal bites into your skin, the warm drip of blood that follows. "I don't doubt it."

Your captor ㅡ Hendle, or whatever he'd said his name was ㅡ glares at you, clearly unhappy that he hadn't gotten the reaction he wanted. "I'll have someone drop food off. Don't even think of looking for an escape."

And then he's gone, leaving you with only maps and the guttering glow of an oil lamp for company. You reach out with the clink of the ever present seaprism stone cuffs, trace a narrow line of ink towards a place you've circled, tapping it thoughtfully.

Though it's a long shot and requires a heap of hope, if you can somehow leave a clue or evidence behind, if Law is tracking you (which you have no doubts he is, Trafalgar Law is a lot of things but one to abandon crewmates is not one of them), he can find it.

You bite your lip. It's a stretch and it'll have to be something both subtle and obvious enough to be from you ㅡ but you can at least try.

ㅡ

Though you're also a pirate, helping these kinds of pirates makes you feel slimy as you watch yet another chest of glittering gold and jewels be pried from its hiding spot and hauled back towards the ship.

"You've got an eye for treasure," Hendle tells you, eyes you in a way that makes your skin crawl and your fingers twitch with the urge to ball into fists. "I could get used to having you as part of my crew."

Anger flares. "I'm already part of a crew," you tell him flatly. "And it isn't yours."

The fist that connects with your jaw is expected given that the other times you've spoken out it's been met with swift violence, but the ring on his finger catches on skin, splitting it open.

"They're not going to rescue you," he growls, fury clear in his tone. "The sooner you understand that, the better."

And then he stalks off, leaving you alone. He clearly thinks you'll follow and while the idea of bolting is tempting, you know you're not going to make it far.

Blood drips slowly down your cheek, and you bring your hands up with the rattle of chain that's become frustratingly familiar. Swiping a finger against your skin, you stare at the tacky red, debating.

You can't ask for a pen, have no way of leaving proof you were here that won't disappear otherwise or be overtly obvious ㅡ this will have to do.

ㅡ

And so it goes ㅡ with every island that you end up on, you find some way to leave proof of your presence and hope that it's enough to point the right way.

If Law is even looking for you. You want to believe that he is, but what if he isn't? Logic is cruel ㅡ that he's wasting more resources than necessary to come after you. That he should cut his losses and move on.

It's a cold knife thrust between your ribs and up into your heart, piercing with the ache and fear that this is your life now, days measured by how useful you are.

What happens when you stop being of use? After all, there's only so many places you know of, and only so long you can get away with lying about information pertaining to the One Piece. Hendle is bound to figure it out sooner rather than later.

You stare at your wrists, the rubbed raw quality where the stone has chafed, the slow sap of any and all energy you manage to find by sleeping. And even when you do sleep, it's far from well ㅡ worries and fears follow you into dreamland, torment you with what could happen.

And what would have happened if you'd never done any of this in the first place. You've lost count or how many dreams you've been wrenched out of with a gasp, cold sweat beading on your forehead as you tried to push away the images of Law being killed in front of you, of feeling helpless to save him.

This, you decide, is far better than that.

ㅡ

This is the last island you've been able to mark on the map. Hendle has said nothing to you about what he plans to do with you, but you can assume it's nothing good.

Which is why you keep your eyes trained on him and the men that follow him, waiting until their attention is elsewhere ㅡ and then you bolt.

You know you're unlikely to make it far, but it's worth the way you can hear shouting behind you as you run as fast as your legs can carry you.

The chain clinks as you gasp for air, acutely aware of the burn of your muscles and ache of your body ㅡ but you keep going. You have to. Whether Law rescues you or not, you can't stand the idea of being around those thugs for another minute.

You'd rather die.

Something sharp bites into the meat of your left shoulder, makes you stumble and nearly topple before you correct your balance and keep going. Warmth leaks down your arm, white-hot pain that you use to ground yourself.

You can't defend yourself, best bet being that of running into someone who will be kind enough to help ㅡ and if you can make it that far in the first place.

You want to go home. You want the warm metal walls of the Polar Tang and the hum of machinery, the dumb jokes and silly arguments ㅡ you want your family. You want ㅡ

"Room."

Law.

"Shambles."

Your feet aren't kicking up dirt and pebbles anymore, the brief jolt jostling your shoulder and making you hiss as your legs give out.

You don't fall, though ㅡ familiar hands catch you, familiar tattoos ㅡ Law. He's here, he's real ㅡ he came to rescue you.

"You made it," you say softly as he picks you up, mindful of the way your shoulder is still bleeding. "You're late, though."

"I know." Law's lips press to your temple, and he closes his eyes as you lean into the touch. "I'm sorry."

[wgwingguns]

Chapter 2: The Shipwright's Brig and It's Captain

Powers: (Y/n) has powers of the Sut Sut No Mi. The Step Step Fruit. Which allows the user to walk on any surface and in mid air. Summary: (Y/n) Shristi also known as Captain Brig, a well known underground shipwright, has her own huge ship that harbors up to 8 other ships in docks that allow’s her crew to fix up other pirate ships that are in need of fixing or upgrades. (Y/n) who was a student under Dr Vegapunk for 8 years, after a tragic incident that caused her to lose both arms and legs. Dr Vegapunk took her in, gave her arms and legs prosthetics to allow the girl to walk and still be an adventurous teen, there (Y/n) learned and became a brilliant scientist and inventor. Back to the present where her mighty ship and mighty crew full of shipwrights, come across two struggling men in the sea, and then a whole crew and their ship split in half and in parts of their beloved vessel floating in the ocean…The Heart Pirates, and the Kid Pirates…How strange. Note: So this is after Law and Bepo escape Blackbeard, and Kid and his crew is fucking decimated from Shanks. Enjoy lovelies!! This is def not following the canon events-

WC: 4.5k

Fire, blood, pain. The buildings around abalzed, screams filling the air, men shouting and laughing. Laying there in pain crushed underneath burning beams. Unable to move, both legs and arms numb with no feeling. Her left blue eye looked around, blood seeping from her right eye unable to close fully due to a shard of wood embedded into her eye. Why can’t she just die and have all this pain go away? All that her family and village was doing was celebrating…then the damned marines had to ruin their fun. Turning her head to the side to see her parents laying motionless in the rumbles of use to be home, then down to her arm where a huge beam smashed into her arm like a pancake. All she could do was let the tears roll down her cheeks and hope to die, her throat sore and hoarse with screaming and calling out for help, now all that came out was strained air. She just wanted to die. She wanted the pain to end.

Finally the light appeared before her, and she closed her eyes accepting the light coming forward, finally to be at peace, no more worries, no more sadness and greif, no more pain. Hearing footsteps quickly approach, she didnt care. She slowly slipped away into the light where there was no pain.

She walked through the halls of the Labophase, following close behind Dr. Vegapunk. Passing by a room, the door slightly ajar, looking in only being able to see someone with lavender hair. But she didnt pay too much mind to it, looking forward to quickly picking up her pace to keep close to Dr. Vegapunk. Reaching her hand out to his, he would take it gladfully looking up at her with a soft smile. “My little Inventor Brig, someday you will be able to sail again, like your parents did. Imagine all the things you could do with that little smart head of yours!” he would coo up to the young adult holding his hand, following him like a little duckling with its mother. All she could do was smile softly. “Someday my little inventor, someday you will be the greatest inventor and sail across the whole world and Grandline. I just know you will!” He would laugh, and all she could do was just giggle softly at her mentor’s words.

“Maybe Dr Vegapunk, maybe.” (Y/n) would smile softly, towering over her mentor, her silt feet tapping against the tiled floor as she walked, and her cool metal hand meeting the warmth of her mentor’s hand. She saw him like her own father, and she would do anything for him.

Both Kid pirates and Heart Pirates are already up and in the galley with Angus and Yael eating breakfast. They were there later so they didnt have to deal with the large crowd of people in the galley so they could talk with one another.

“So Yael what are the plans today?” Bepo would spueak looking over at Yael. Yael would simply turn her head over to Bepo with some food dripping from the corner of her mouth. Bepo couldnt help but chuckle at Yael’s antics.

“Well, besides the rest of your crew, joining up with the other shipwrights, you two caps and your best men are going to be going into the warehouse to meet cap today after we show you around the ship.” she would talk with her mouth full, wiping the corner of her mouth of some food, then with a big gulp swallowing her food happily.

“Fucking finally! You keep fucking talking about your Captain but hardly say shit about them..” Kid would grumble, taking a bite of his food. Yael would just chuckle.

“We have our reasons.” Angus would hum softly as he would finish off his food, shoving the last piece of his pancake into his mouth. Killer would watch this man with such intrest, such a large man that everything about him screams to be a beast of a man, but yet such a teddy bear.

Soon with breakfast coming to a close, they would all take their plates, bowls, and cups to the dish drop. Killer's eyes made contact with the same white haired woman from yesterday. She quickly pulled the dishes onto a loading cart, her eyes meeting his, only giving Killer a soft nod before rushing back towards the kitchen. Angus and Yael lead the way out through some doors, and heading down a long hallway with many doors on the sides of them, soon opening a large door, and sunlight filled into the small hallway. Walking out one by one, they would be awestruck by the sight before them.

A huge deck in the shape of a U, with four docks on each side, 8 in total. Three large main masts with crows nests ontop of each one. The deck flooded with men, women, and non-beanies running around doing their chores. Children ran on all four with rags in their hands as they cleaned the deck having fun. A ship docked in the middle inner of the U shaped boat. This ship was MASSIVE. Not as big as the Gran Tesoro but definitely a large scale ship. The ship was a beautiful mix of browns and some gold and silver accents to it. Kid’s and his commanders, including Law’s and Bepo’s eyes were large and marveled by the sight.

“Holy shit! Who fucking built this ship?!” Kid would snap his head towards Yael and Angus who were just laughing at their shocked faces.

Angus would smile pointing to what seemed to be a warehouse at the end of the inner part of the u. “Cap Brig did and quite a few of us aswell. But with Brig’s science and technology, it definitely made the ship go by faster, still took 3 years to build.” Angus would chuckle.

“ONLY THREE FUCKING YEARS?!” Kid’s eyes looked like they were going to bulge out of his eye sockets. Yael couldn’t help but break out into a roaring laughter, tears escaping from the corner of her eyes. Kid was so astonished that only their captain and a few others built this massive ship in three years. But the fact that they say that Captain Brig has technology that sped up the process by alot was also intriguing. Law’s eyes were just wide as he looked around, and this stunning massive ship, the crew though seemed happy and unbothered, enjoying their lives, working hard making sure the ship was nice looking that everything was working properly with no loose ends. Law himself was just impressed as well. Bepo’s eyes shining with amazement looking around at this new environment.

“Now, now, come! How about we go see Captain Brig now, hmm?” His Rosey cheeks present with a large smile, his arms and hands resting on his hips as he looks at the guest crews. All they could do was nod, still eye candying the ship that they were on. They would begin to make their way up the stairs to the upper deck of the ship. Small buildings all around with signs on the doors with various metals, woods, and more. Supply sheds. They would head towards a small building with the words ‘Wearhouse 2’ above a pair of heavy swinging metal doors.

Inside was a small group of 3 women and 4 men seemingly to be working on a boiler. Law's eyes would widen upon looking at it, it was the Polar Tang's boiler that they were working on. A woman would be hammering out the dents in the metal of the boiler along with a man. The others putting mechanical pieces together and talking with one another. One of the men would peek up seeing Angus, Yael, and the visiting crew. “Angus, what brings you here?” The man would question tilting his head.

Angus would wave his hand heading towards another pair of heavy metal doors on the other side of this small wearhouse. “Taking the guests to go meet Cap!”

The man would nod his head looking back at what he was working on. “I will warn you, Cap was saying some pretty nasty shit earlier and now there's just loud music that can be heard from in there. Guess Cap is having a hard time with The Victoria.” The man would huff softly while screwing a piece together. He was right. They could hear the booming music playing now, and the distance muffled sounds of metal clanging.

“Thanks Path!” Angus would nod his head. Yael quickly made her way over to the new pair of double metal doors, and when swinging them open, the loud music would fill the smaller wearhouse. “Fuck I guess she really is mad.” Angus would laugh making his way in with Yael. Kid and his commanders followed hot on their trail at the mention of their ship beyond these doors. Law and Be possible stood there for a moment watching the men and women working on the boiler. Law could immediately tell they knew what they were doing, and they were doing it with precision and care, but Law would quickly go along with Bepo joining the Kid Pirates, Yael, and Angus.

Walking into the larger wearhouse, music loudly blasting, it was a sight before their eyes. Two huge cranes with chains and ropes holding the split in half Victoria in the air, along with two huge robotic claws holding the ship as well. Loud clanging in the corner of the wearhouse, as sparks were seen flying from welding. Stopping as a loud crash happens, and the a loud curse of a female “YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME! I'VE WELDING THIS PIECE OF SHIT OF METAL FIVE TIMES ALREADY! GOOD FUCKING PROPS TO WHO MADE THIS SHIT! JUST FUCKING GREAT!! MOTHER FUCKING BASTARD OF A FUCKING RETARDED FUCK WHO DOESN'T KNOW SHIT!” suddenly a large piece of metal would go flying and crash near the group that just walked in. Law, Bepo, Kid, and his commanders quickly backing away from where this sheet of metal is now gouging into the wall and floor. Though Angus and Yael didn't even move or flinch, just smirks on their faces. Kid's eyes wide with hearing such a colorful mouth from a woman no less.

“Yep she's mad alright!” Angus would boast, barely even being heard over the loud country music. Suddenly the shadow or a woman spiriting across over to a huge pile in the corner of the room full of metal quickly digging through, one finding a good sheet of metal would make her way back over to where the welding parts were. Quick sounds of hammer banging, and then sparks of welding once again came to a stop once again. Suddenly they would see the woman in full. 6’9, prosthetic metal arms with glowing yellow cores in the middle, prosthetic silt legs as well, a white lab jacket over her tall slender frame stained from rust, oil, and maybe blood. These sunglasses like goggles on her face covering her eyes, but her brown hair fading into a red, and the same classic black shirt, and brown overalls with the Jolly Roger presented on front with a tool belt over her waist. A strange red tattoo on the left side of her face near her ear. But this lady had gauges, pricings, and sharp teeth presented in a wicked grin of hers. As suddenly jumping into the air, she walked through the air towards The Victoria suspended in the air.

Stopping before she would slap the piece of metal onto a inner beam of the ship, taking out some nails from her tool belt and placing them in their places that she needed them. With ease she would back away grabbing what seems to be a large hammer with a very short handle, until swinging it, it would extend, and hitting it against the nail. With one heavy hit from the hammer and one hard hit the nail was fully in with ease. But she continued with a swift and smooth pattern, she would hit each nail with every hit. Then after a good few more swings, the nails are perfectly straight and perfect.

“Captain!” Yael would shout but the music was too loud, as the female was still in her own little world checking over her work. Yael would sigh “Angus! Do the thing!” Angus would sigh looking around finding a bolt on the ground picking it up and chucking it at the supposive captain.

Right about the nut was about to hit her, her hand would fly out quickly, the metal hand catching it with ease crushing it. As the female's head would turn to look at the group, the sunglasses goggles covering her eyes as she stared them down. Dropping the crushed bolt to the ground below her, she would reach up a hand to her glasses pushing them up with a finger to rest on her forehead. Her blue and yellow eyes staring down as she looked at them with a quirked eyebrow. Then pushing a button on her hand, the music would suddenly stop. “The fuck you want” she would speak.

“Cap, guests!” Yael would shake her head with a devious smile on her face. The female captain's eyes would turn to look at the guests. Standing up and suddenly stepping down through the air towards the group then landing on the ground in front of Kid. Her tall frame looked down at him. Her head would tilt to the side glaring daggers at him.

“So you're the captain of th-” Kid would try to speak till the woman would hold her hand up to his lips shushing him.

“Shut your fucking mouth… do you know how fucking broken you ship is?!” She would snap at him, Kid's eyes would widen. “The fucking fact that you have old rotting wood, broken beams, nails not where they should be! And not to fucking mention your ship is in fucking half!” She would yell towering even more over Kid. Killer would quickly make his way pulling his friend away before he could snap back. Angus would pull away the female.

“Captain Brig, calm please. He wasn't intending for this to happen.” Angus would speak hushed, as Brit's eyes full of rage slowly softened while looking at Kid without fear.

“Fine.. You're lucky that your ship is one of a kind and designed beautifully or I would have your head as decoration… “ she would scoff, turning away. Kid’s eyes were full of rage and curiosity of this woman. This was the Captain of this beautiful large scale ship? Law watched the scene before him. “Anyways, pleasure to meet you all the name is (Y/n) or known as Captain Brig. You all can just call me Brig.” she would sigh, dipping her head towards the group in greetings. Now noticing her accent had a southern accent to it, the accent strong but smooth. Law couldn’t help but look at her arms, and legs, the metal a dark grey with glowing pale yellow lights in some parts. The stilts for her feet, noting some small thrusters on the back of where her calves would be. More than likely used to make her run faster when needed. But another fact was, how did she walk through the air when there were no surfaces for her to walk on. Was it the small thrusters on the back of her calves or was it some sort of power like a devil fruit? Only saying a question could answer that.

“Miss Brig, we thank you for your hospitality. Now if you wouldnt mind answering a few questions for me?” Law would quip up, his amber eyes looking up at the tall captain. Brig’s eyes would snap towards Law, crossing her arms over her chest as she stared down the doctor. Her cold hard eyes would send slight shivers down his spine upon a look like that from such a woman.

“Sure.” was the only thing she would quip back at him. Those eyes of hers not easing up one bit.

“How did you exactly walk through the air? There are no surfaces that I see for you to walk on. By the looks of it, you have small thrusters on your calves. So did you use those to walk through the air or do you have devil fruit powers?” Law wouldn’t tear his gaze away from the cold stare she was giving him.

“Devil fruit. The Sut Sut fruit. It allows me to walk, run, sit, and lay on any surface of my choosing. That Includes water and air.” she would raise a brow now her own curiosity peaked.

“Intresting. Other than that, how long will it take for you to fix mine and Kid’s ships?” Law would flash almost a smug smirk on his face seeing that he caught Brig’s curiosity.

“Hmm…Well with your boiler of your ship almost being finished as is, the framework though is going to take a while. Your ship partially imploded once it hit a certain depth.” Law’s eyes would widen. “But doesnt mean im not up to the task of fixing it, cause I know I can fix it. But on a rough but good estimate for both of your ships…about another week give or take. At most two weeks.” A smile would finally start to spread across her face, the excitement of fixing these wonderful interesting ships, and getting them up and going and maybe seeing if she can do upgrades for them. Finally her eyes are not cold anymore but determined and almost have a light spark to them.

Kid would grumble quietly hoping that Brig wouldn't hear. Killer would nod his masked head, “Thank you we greatly appreciate your help in fixing our ship. We will do anything for you while we wait for our ships to be fixed, and once done we will leave, and hopefully sometime in the future run into you again and pay you back.” Killer would sigh thankfully at Captain Brig’s words. She would simply smile, nodding her head at Killer.

“The pleasure is all mine. Angus and Yael will ask you what your best attributes are, and you all will be set in different places to help around as payment for now.” (Y/n)’s smile now a gentle and endearing smile instead of the cold stature she had moments ago. “Now excuse me, I must continue to work on your Victoria cause fucking hell it won't fix itself.” she would chirp happily, as turning back around and with quick steps, back into the air she goes towards the Victoria, reaching her hand up tapping a button on her hand again the loud music continuing from where it stopped.

Angus would motion for them to follow, and they would do so, Wire though couldn't help but stare back at the Captain of this ship with such marvel. A ferocious but caring understanding woman. Wire turned his tall frame back towards where the others were headed, and he would quickly follow, catching up.

Kid was assigned helping with fixing machinery, Killer was assigned in the kitchen, Heat and Wire was assigned in helping make sure the sails and the ship was clean. Law and Bepo were assigned to help in the medical bay.

Kid was having the time of his life talking with other tinkers while talking about how he could help them, as well as giving him some time on things. For once, Kid wasn't snapping back at people. Killer was enthralled to work with people who knew how to cook. He also learned that the white haired lady was the second in charge of the kitchen, her name being Umai comically enough. Both of them got along with one another quite well, having the same interest of wanting to hide their faces due to being insecure about their faces. Wire and Heat had fun getting to know the shipwright crew that they were working with, some of them being kids who marveled at Wire's height and Heat's scars. Law and Bepo felt like they were in heaven with the amount of medical supplies they had on this ship. Yael, also being the doctor and herbalist of the ship would just cackle at their faces, upon seeing how much stuff they had, and items that would also help with injuries.

Time would fly as they did their business, helping the shipwright crew with their daily business and chores. Soon in the distance, kinda muffled, the lunch bell would ring twice. Everyone would begin to make their way to the galley to eat.

Kid's crew would sit at one end of the many tables, and on the same table at the other end was Law's crew. Already food piled onto their plates as they began to eat and talk with one another of how everything was going with their respective assigned jobs at the moment.

“Fuck man! When I tell you I have never been this rock hard then ever before, well i fucking am! It's so fucking nice to geek out about shit with other people for fucking once.” Kid would laugh loudly. Killer would roll his eyes under his mask, his shoulder shaking a bit saying that he's laughing quietly.

“Not the rock hard part, but I agree. The cooks in the kitchen are all very nice and welcoming. They definitely know what they are doing.” Killer would slurp some of his noodles through his mask.

Law on the other side of the table hearing this would roll his amber eyes, shaking his head softly. Though he did have to agree with Killer. Yael knew a lot of stuff and was glad that he and Bepo got to learn some new things today from Yael. Everything about everyone on this ship knew what they were doing and seemed to do everything with a passion.

Though Law's mind would go back to (Y/n). Thinking of how she lost both of her legs and arms to have the need for prosthetics. Who built her prosthetics? Did she perhaps build them herself? How has she managed to be under the World's government knowledge for so long, not a single peep about the Shipwright Pirates. So many questions spiraled around in his head while he ate. Bepo was talking to Shachi and Penguin about what Yael had shown him and Law in the medical bay. Penguin and Shachi got to help around on deck making sure everything was clean and tidy with a small group consisting of a few kids, teens, and some adults.

Yael would stroll past their table, Law's and Bepo's attention turned towards her as she walked toward the grand staircase headed towards where Grid's wearhouse was. A plate in her hand, and repeating what she did the other day, hitting the metal doors with her foot, slowly the huge metal doors ever so slightly opening, and the same metal hand reaching out grabbing the plate and receding back through the door as it closes. Yael would quickly make her way back over to the table where the two crews sat, sitting in between Law and Kid. Setting down her own plate full of food she would begin to dig in eating it like an animal.

Kid would glance over at her with wide eyes, this woman herself is definitely beating him by how fast and animalistic she was eating her food. She must always be hungry…remind him of a stupid monkey of an emperor. Kid would shake his head turning his attention back to his food to continue to eat happily and being in his own world while talking with his commanders.

Then all peace and comfortable loud speaking in the mess hall would come to a close and the loud panicked bells ringing. Everyone eating would freeze quickly getting up and rushing out of the messhall leaving their plates of food on the tables. Yael choked on her food coughing then hitting her chest violently trying to help her catch her breath. Law seeing everyone panic leaving the messhall quickly he would look over to Yael with a concerned look in his amber orbs. “Yael what's going on?”

“The alarm bell! We have marines on us! Quickly up! UP!” she would scream as she would get up rushing out towards the door that leads to the deck. The Heart Pirates and the Kid pirates would share a look with one another before quickly standing and following after Yael quickly.

Rushing down the hallway to the deck, emerging out onto the deck they would see the shipwright pirates rushing around getting the cannon’s ready, the smaller ship that belongs to the shipwrights, slowly being hauled up into the air by large chains and rope so now the inner part of the ship was empty. “Find your groups that you were with earlier! Get with them and ask them what you need to do! We are going to need all the help we can get! Law Bepo you are with me!” She would turn heading towards the stairs that led to the upper deck where the Helm was. Angus is already up there talking with some of the Helms men and women.

Yael with Law and Bepo following close to her, keeping up with her, they would get onto the helms deck. “How many Marines do we have on us?” Yael would run up to Angus asking quickly.

“We have three sinkers!” Angus would yell while then barking orders at helms men and women. Sinkers? Law would then look over to where Angus was pointing for Yael to see the marine ships. They were large scale Marine ships, but not as big as the Shipwright’s Brig. So they must have code names for different types of marine ships, which was actually pretty genius then giving the marines credits for calling them their actual names. “Turn hard port! We need to face them head on!” Angus would cry out angrily. It had been months since they last had their run-in with marines.

“What are you going to do? If you go down the middle of them you will get sunk!” Law would turn his head towards Angus, what they were doing was something really sketchy that could sink their large lucious ship.

“Dont worry, we know what we are doing! There is a reason no one knows about us yet!” Angus would laugh, as suddenly the sounds of huge metal doors were opening, looking down he would see the huge door’s to the warehouse opening. Suddenly a long metal track would start to extend down the middle of the ship to the very tip of the ship. Suddenly sounds of things coming to life as suddenly this large scale cannon would zoom out, and ontop of this cannon was (Y/n) with a vicious wide smug grin on her face. Violence and a crazed look to her eyes.

What the hell were they doing now?

Tag list: @h0n3y-l3m0n05

[louveshin]

AHHH😭 in that case may i request for a yandere shin please 🙏🏻

your savior | shin hati x reader

summary. with shin’s new experience of love and devotion for you, her true nature of destruction and chaos erupts when you are ripped away from her.

content warnings. mdni! yandere!shin x reader, dark fic!, suggestive themes but no smut, nothing gory but there’s some blood, also shin kills a few(?) people *awkward thumbs up*

note. it’s a little short but i hope u like it! and thank u for requesting :)

Shin didn’t expect to love you as much as she did. The first time she saw you, you were newly recruited by her master, thinking that Shin could use an extra pair of hands on her ship during solo missions—a replacement for that battered astromech droid she found that keeps malfunctioning on board. In the beginning, talking to you—well, besides giving you orders—was a rare thing to happen while you were there. But even so, you talked to her anyway, even when it seemed like she couldn’t care less. But, she liked the sound of your voice. It soothed her ways she couldn’t even imagine. And despite everything, Shin is observant. She’s been watching you ever since she saw you. She knows your routine, your habits, everything… she fell in love with how you acted when you thought nobody was looking. You were just beautiful. And you could feel it sometimes; a pair of eyes lingering on you when you were rewiring the control panel, when you were cooking, even while you were… changing.

After spending more of her time alone with you, controlling herself around you had gotten incredibly hard. It had gotten especially difficult when you had to patch up a cut on her cheek—a mistake in battle that she did not take lightly. Shin remained tense as you carefully applied a bacta patch, your eyes fixed on the process as her jaw clenched. Something flutters in Shin’s stomach as the pad of your delicate fingers carefully touches her face—something warm, something… scary. Her intense eyes shift downward to the sight of your lips, your bottom lip seeping with blood after your own fight against the people that attacked you, and they couldn’t look any more appetizing to her. Shin’s thoughts are fogged up with this devoted insanity, as you worked quickly to patch her up. The irresistible desire to press her lips against yours muddles her brain. You were just so pretty, so caring, so… bright. Unlike the way she could ever be. She wanted you to be like this with her forever. She needed you to.

But when that dreadful time came when you had been taken captive by pirates—those goddamn pirates in the Outer Rim Territories—her calm and composed demeanor shattered as her emotions surged to the surface. It was rage, like she had never experienced before; her hands were clenched and trembling in anger, and her eyes blazed with fury. With unmatched skill and relentless determination, Shin slashed and cut through every single pirate in her path, leaving a trail of destruction and chaos in her wake. She spared no one, her lightsaber cutting down anyone who dared to stand in her way.

And your heart leaped as soon as Shin came into sight. But, as Shin drew nearer, your happiness gave way to a growing unease, the air thick with tension and the metallic scent of blood.

There, before you, Shin's silhouette was framed by the eerie, pulsating glow of her lightsaber, and the flickering lights only made her blink in and out of existence, almost as if she were a phantom haunting the corridor. Bodies lay scattered on the floor, lifeless and motionless; a grim testament to the power that she had just unleashed. The soft hum of the lightsaber filled the corridor, a haunting melody that echoed in the cold, lifeless space. And her face… Shin’s face was splattered with the blood of the pirates she had mercilessly dispatched. And instead of the warm, comforting expression you had hoped for, you were met with a twisted smirk on her face. It was a triumphant, cocky grin that seemed out of place in the midst of this chaos.

"Shin…" you breathed out, shifting under her gaze with your hands tied behind your back to some old, rusty pipe against the wall. "W-What did you do?"

"I killed them for you," she said, the hum of her lightsaber ringing in your ears, and she smiled.

“You… you killed…” You looked at the fallen bodies behind her, "A-All of them?"

"I did it for you. To save you."

You shivered, flinching at every sudden noise, at every thud of her footsteps, and at every sudden beep of the pirate’s base alarm. It was a terrifying reminder of the darkness that lurked within Shin, and you couldn't help but wonder what this power had cost.

With Shin’s brain muddled with the fantasies of having you with her again, her heart fluttered at the sight of you so disheveled, so rugged, and so… vulnerable. To have you beneath her, staring up at her like that. So gorgeous. In that moment, she thought of you as a weak, fragile, and precious thing that needed protection—that you needed her. She wanted to kiss you, even take you on the floor of this goddamn pirate lair if you’d let her. And even with the fear in your eyes, you still looked so, so beautiful. It didn’t matter to her anymore if you looked at her with love or hate; she just needed you to look at her. Because for you… she’d burn the galaxies.

— navigation!

[descendantsramblings]

I wish to request a Morgie x Male Reader story (*"another one" meme starts playing*)

reader is Bridget's and Ella's bestie and into Morgie, he Planned on asking morgie out for castlecoming but then the whole Flamingo feather accident happend and instead of asking he just starts giving Morgie magic letters from a secret admirer and Morgie is just a confused mess about it

Either reader cowards out of actually asking before castlecoming or he asks him out last minute with morgie maybe being not that interested (due to having a reputation as a villain)

So... Hurt/Angst maybe?

<Lukas>

One fix without him now I’m back on the Morgie Grind (that sounds awful, oh well)

I sorta went Awal and made it where Morgie does like them back and has to pretend he doesn't (more fun for me, sorry if you hate that). Also, in my head his magic works like The Cat King's from Dead Boy Detectives where it comes with puffs of purple flames because that's so very fun for me (I love TCK). Morgie's perspective instead of the reader's lets go snake boy!

Love Letters

Morgie le Fay x Prince! Reader

Pronouns Used: he/him/his

Summary: He was growing a touch too accustom to the silver envelopes that popped up when he needed them.

Warnings: Morgie assumes the reader is a girl at first, that's really about it

Word Count: 1.6K

    He’d grown used to the purple flames that appeared in tufts around him. The likes of them disappearing as quickly as they’d come, leaving nothing but a silver envelope fluttering in their wake. The first time it happened, the boy thought he himself was on fire, though realized soon enough that there was nothing to cause the flames. An envelope’s first appearance was met with nervous hands, the boy making Hook open it for him instead. Watching the golden metal attached to his friend tear through that pristine silver envelope made his breath catch in his throat. The boy turning pink as the pirate read the letter out loud, in an animated voice with theatrical moves to match. He always thought having a secret admirer was kinda creepy, until he had his own. Now, four letters later he was absolutely giddy about them.

   At one point, due to the flames, he feared they might have been from Maleficent, cornering her in a nervous way as he asked about it. When she laughed at him, he felt almost relieved. Not that he didn’t adore his friend, but the implications of something like that was far too much for him. Now though, four pages deep, he felt like he was going crazy. He had no way to learn anything about them, no way to ask anything back. It’s not like he could catch them sliding the notes into his locker or under his door. They were magic, letters that popped up by mere will as they saw fit. It was as infuriating as it was exciting. Morgie couldn’t stand the not knowing, the wondering had him tearing at his hair. No one had ever spoken to him the way the author of the letters did. He couldn’t recall the last time he felt like someone saw him as something to be adored. Of course, he was sure if they knew him, like genuinely knew him, there was no way they’d feel that way anymore. No one else did, surely this stranger was no exception. 

    It was like Hades could read his mind, the boy lightly shoving his shoulder in their “Witchcraft and the Occult” class, talking to him more than whispering as he should have. “So, snake eyes, you get anymore of those cute little love letters?” He bites his lip, looking down at his long forgotten worksheet with a bashful blush. “Not since Monday, and it’s weird because I’m missing someone I don’t even know. I just feel like I’m going crazy. It’s like I’m at her will, whoever it is. I just want to know who she is, or at least something about her. I want to be able to find the author. It’s exhausting not knowing.” The god beside him shakes his head, twirling a blue pen between his long fingers, “What if it’s a princess or something. That would be so lame.” He weighs the thought, would it be lame? He wasn’t sure he wanted it to be a princess, or a her at all. He wasn’t sure if he was ready to say that out loud though, so he simply shrugs, lifting his pencil again. “I guess so, I just. It would be nice to know is all.” 

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    He’s laying in his bed, tossing a stress ball in the air above him the next time he sees a bright purple flame. The ball knocking the silver paper to the side slightly before it falls, landing on his stomach with a slightly crinkled edge. He tosses the little ball beside him, reaching down to retrieve the letter. It’s got another little red heart keeping it closed, standing out on the metallic paper in a way that immediately catches the eye. That same purple stationary waits inside, perfect curly handwriting standing out in thick black ink. His eyes eat at it like they’re starved,  drinking in the written attention. 

    “You know, maybe you’re feeling so crazy because you’re looking for a girl. I didn’t think I was that giddy, do I really come off as a girl? And so yeah, maybe a princess is lame, but you’re looking for a prince. I mean, surely you’d still find me lame if you knew who I was, but if you’re in search of me, I may as well set you out to looking in the right direction. I hope that’s not a disappointment to you, Sunshine. - Your Secret Prince.” 

   He reads it three times before letting the paper fall to his chest. A prince, he might not have liked the sound of a princess but a prince he could get behind. Not that it would mean anything different to his friends, but the idea made him happier. Wait. He freezes, lifting the letter to read it a fourth time. The only way that he could have heard that conversation was if he was in Morgie’s Witchcraft class. What princes were in there? His mind races trying to think of them. There was Charming but he was so smitten over that peasant girl that there was no chance he’d be looking to add a villain to his arm. Maybe Naveen? Naveen would be messy though, he had a pretty, loving girlfriend, one who he looked at like she was the coolest person he knew. So there was no way it was Naveen, not unless he was majorly playing Morgie to filth. So who did that leave? Who else was in that class? Hans perhaps? His friends would be okay with that, everyone knew the boy was a villain at heart. But did Morgie want that? Someone with no shame in being selfish? He didn’t think so. 

    And then it hits him, hard as a rock and sharp as shattered glass. Prince (Y/n), the one who always ran around with Bridget and Ella. The boy lets his eyes close, sighing more like a pouting dog than a person. It couldn’t be (Y/n). Uliana would lose her ever beloved mind if she saw the two of them together. And, there was no way that the sweetest prince at Merlin Academy had it in him to look at the villain kid that way. The serpent was awful to the royal’s friends, all of his own friends were. More than once Morgie had been the one to have him pinned to a wall, teasing him. Whispering foul things to the boy while he had no way to run. Not that he could do more than that, something about (Y/n) made him impossible to hurt. Or perhaps Morgie had a thing against hurting him, the boy who had been so sweet to the sorcerer when he started there. Before the VKs cared to take him in. As if the prince took in the school’s strays. Sometimes, when he was awake way too late, he would admit to himself that he missed being one of the boy’s strays. Not that he’d ever say that out loud. He loved Hook, Maleficent and Hades were good companions to keep. Making Uliana happy made him feel like he was doing something. He was a good villain, he was evil and nasty and it was where he was supposed to be. Little love letters and perfect princes couldn’t change that. He was rotten, he couldn’t let himself forget that. His mother sure wouldn’t let him forget that.

   Still, the boy fell asleep with the thought of the prince fresh on his mind, the purple stationary tucked under his pillow like he wanted to manifest something. Not that it would be good for either of them if he did, he shouldn’t want that. Not with who he’d put in work to become. And to bring the perfect prince into his world was too cruel, he would never put him in harm's way like that, he couldn’t. 

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     Bridget came with treats, ones that Morgie seemed to always be too far away to reach. Today’s took the cake though, or at least Uliana took the cake. Flamingo feather cupcakes, the whole school seemed to be dotted with pink and their leader craved it. She could be pretty in pink and evil all at once, who wouldn’t want that? He knew he should be paying attention to her, being the good lackey he was supposed to be, but it was so hard. How was he meant to focus on Uliana when the prince he had fallen asleep thinking about was sliding through their friends to approach him. The only thing he could focus on was the nervous way he wrung his hands as he walked up. The way that the royal’s eyes never met his hazel one in a nervous way that he couldn’t quite explain. It wasn’t the way it was when they met, (Y/n) had been so confident then.  Had the VKs beat that confidence out of him? Morgie hoped not. 

   He was smiling though, despite the way his arms crossed over his chest, as if protecting himself when he got too close.“Hey, Morgie, long time no-” the boy stops right as he starts, turning to sea witch beside them with widened eyes. The girl had started coughing out pink feathers, earning the attention of the crew sound around them. “Oh, what did she do?” (Y/n) darts away from Morgie faster than he had approached him. And the serpent was much too busy to let himself dwell on it. Hazel eyes focusing in on the sea witch as he runs to her, trying to stop whatever chaos was set to occur. Their gaze doesn’t miss it though, that metallic sheen tucked ever so slightly under the Prince’s arm, or the bright purple burst that happens as the silver he was holding disappeared. The sorcerer guessed that answered his question, bringing him both relief and the worst crushing feeling he’d ever experienced. As if the second he finally pulled air into his lungs, it got knocked right back out. At least he could pretend he didn’t get the note, no need to embarrass the first person to show him kindness. He might be a villain, but Morgie would never forgive himself for being that cruel.

[samobservessonic]

If you’ve been wondering where Sonic’s been keeping the Chaos Emeralds since the start of StC, well, this issue opens with the answer to that, as Plunder and Filch give us a quick reminder of what transpired last time

But Sonic and the others are right behind them, to the point where I wonder if this was a setup on their part or else if Sonic took Porker’s confession remarkably well and just realised they had other priorities right now (EDIT: After reading ahead, they don't mention it, so I guess Sonic really was just okay with it)

Have a neat shot of the Freedom Fighters diving into battle. They have pretty much immediately given Amy her crossbow girl role after the kidnappings in her two original appearances. She hasn’t had a big role in any of these stories so far, but it is interesting to see that the action girl role was quick to be reached and not something that happened slowly over time

Illustrating this, here’s Amy saving Porker. And if you are starting to think that poor Porker might be a weak link in this team outside of his tech knowledge, this is also a plot point that’ll be addressed further down the line

We once again see that when Tails is threatened, Sonic immediately gives up to Plunder, that being the second time that Plunder has taken advantage of this weakness. Not only that, but there’s a lore note about how the Chaos Emeralds are charged up with pure evil, thanks to the mistaken ideals of Dr. Kintobor trying to purify the world. On another panel, Tails also points out that the emerald’s need to be kept cool. All part of your Chaos Emerald maintenance training, right here, folks!

And here they are in the flesh for the second time in the comic! The first time was back in issue 8, where they were all green, like in Archie, but from now on they’ll all be different colours. StC might make up a lot of its own lore for the Chaos Emeralds, but I do appreciate that they keep them colourful

Sonic and Tails give chase to the sky pirates in the Tornado and what they find when they get there is what can only be described as peace and love on Planet Mobius

There’s not even a struggle to get the emeralds back, as Sonic explains to Tails that they absorb evil, not dish it out (what that means for Super Sonic is another question). But even if they’re loving life now, that certainly won’t be the last we see of Captain Plunder and his crew

But in case you’re wondering what’s happening in the ever-unlucky Emerald Hill Zone right now…

Here’s Metal Sonic! No more hiding in the shadows or being teased - in the next issue, Sonic’s robot doppelganger is going to be front and centre

But for now, I want to end by saying these last couple of issues have been a blast! I talked before about how I’m glad that Captain Plunder is here to give us a villain separate to Robotnik, and in doing so, it’s allowed Robotnik to work in the background to build up suspense for the big Metal Sonic reveal next time

[sweet-berrry]

…………if you want another episode……….58 maybe?

Episode 58: The Tides Between Us

This one is 4,211 words long, and 1.5k words longer than my other post. I had so much fun transcribing this and thanks for requesting it!!

Information: ● Scenes are roughly separated by bullet points - while sentences or smaller pieces of info are separated by dashes - this helps me type faster and still keep things somewhat organized - Pink text is my commentary/reaction

Warning: When I say "transcription", I am lying. This is a strange type of note taking where I try to write as much information down as fast as possible with minimal pauses. It serves as typing practice and fun (for me). I did not proofread this. Spelling and grammar mistakes are very likely.

EPISODE 58: The Tides Between Us

Intro - Everyone introduces themselves enthusiastically - including…. Chinsicle [I love visual bits in my podcasts] - Chinsicle got in through the vents and craves chins for “chin time” - They suggest playing dnd and Chinsicle screams in pain 

INTRO MUSIC 

RECAP - The trio woke up in the night to find Ollie had become a child again - Chip had made a deal with Niklaus to restore Ollies youth - Ollie is torn between being happy to be a kid and sad to leave the crew - The crew made it to Allport alongside Lizzie’s crew and ship - they docked and chip tried to reunite Dre and Lizzie - It did not end well - Lizzie asked Jay and Chip to meet Rufus, the lovely shopkeeper and ex-black rose pirate - Gillion and Caspian went to The Tank and Gill reunited with Eden Tidestrider [wahhhhhhh wahhhhh] - Chip and  Ollie are with Rufus (investigating what kind of bird Apple is) - Gill and Caspian are leaving The Tank - Jay is with Lizzie and they are headed toward The Porthole - END RECAP

Chip and Ollie are hanging with Rufus - Turns out that Apple is a magical bird! - Rufus isn’t sure what kind of magic it is - Chip pokes Apple to learn more [?] - “Yep, bird, bird” - Rufus tries a potion that supposed to dispel the magic - Chip worries that the magic might be keeping the bird alive - They hear the door opening, and Rufus’ wife walks in - She is named Amber and is a Kitsune [I hope I spelled that right?] who has very long hair and a blue silk kimono style robe. She also wears a lot of jewelry - She asks chip who he is and what they can do for him - he answers appropriately - She says that she noticed the sense of magic but thought it might have been something he was trying to pawn - Chip blows on Apple to try and reveal something, nothing happens 

Ollie is interested in a belt that gives you super strength, Chip is also interested - Amber suggests they focus on Apple - Rufus helps Chip with the belt - It costs twelve thousand gold pieces, actually 1200 pieces - Chip asks for a deal “for an old friend” - he rolls a 19 for persuasion - Chip promises to use it for good on their adventures - There is purple smoke coming from the Apple room - Rufus says he can give Chip a deal since Amber isn’t paying attention - And gives him fifty percent off [I wish real life worked like this] - Rufus checks him out - the belt is made of leather and metal and there is a swirling engraved design of two mountains - Rufus asks if they want anything else - chip says no - Ollie asks if he can wear the belt, chip says no - Ollie starts to cry and asks if he wears the belt, can he stay on the crew - Chip dodges the question and suggests they check up on Apple

Amber returns and says that making Apple “back to normal” will be difficult - She also confirms that Apple was not always a bird and that the transmutation magic used on her is very old [at this time Apple is referred to with she/her pronouns so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯] - A magic that you don’t learn from books - Chip says that Amber might be able to keep the bird [*sweating*] - Rufus hints at something - Amber mentions another sorcerer who is a recluse who might be able to help them  - Chip asks where he could find him - She says his name is Grimm and lives in the northern sea - but it’s very dangerous in the north sea - Chip kind of promises to bring Ollie there [smh] - Rufus brings up that Chip was wondering about teleportation magic to take Ollie home - Amber says that it might take a couple days to set everything up - Chip asks for more time - Rufus warns that they close at sundown - the time is waning, they have two or three hours till sunset - Amber warns that teloportation is very expensive and can be dangerous - Chip examines Ollies reaction - Ollie is resigned and straight faced. Obviously mildly upset, but is taking it like a champ - Rufus says he could give Chip a discount, but Amber objects - Chip leaves Apple with them overnight - They say their goodbyes and Chip and Ollie step out

They see an intricate shopping center surrounding a main road - behind it is a wooden platform that leads to the lowest level of the city - Directly in front of them is the main wooden street - Chip and Ollie are walking casually - Their are mostly humans and elves walking the streets - This middle level of the city seems to be very well planned - Chip is looking for the Porthole to meet up with Lizzie - He rolls a 14 for perception and recognizes that this level will not have a pub like that - They walk to the lower levels of the city

Chip attempts to conversate with Ollie about the possibility of teleporting Ollie back home - He tries to make light of it, but Ollie is obviously reluctant - Ollie asks if there is anyone on the crew who can teleport - Chip says he if they can and they haven’t told him he’d be pissed - Chip decides to be honest and tells Ollie that he wants him to go home, but doesn’t want him to feel like he’s getting rid of him - Ollie reassures Chip that he wants to go home, but he will miss this adventurous new home - Ollie was lonely at home, but he feels more brave when he’s with the crew; like he has a purpose - “I hate being a kid [crying sobbing on the floor] - Chip says that he understands Ollies frustrations, but that Ollie deserves to have a childhood - Chip reassures that he enjoys Ollie’s company, and that he is so grateful that he hasn’t tried to or threatened to kill him [ok chip chill, he’s twelve] - “Maybe if you knew how to stab me, you would” - Ollie says that being with the crew makes him feel better, and that he would be sad to miss out on any of the adventures they go on - Chip says that maybe Ollie can come on just a few more [Chip, you deserve every bit of that slap] - Chip then hands Ollie the belt - Ollie is very excited - Chip tells him that he needs to use the belt to stay safe, not to put himself in danger - The belt is a little big, so he looks a little silly - The belt doesn’t work immediately [you have to attune to it I think] - Chip then invites Ollie to geta tattoo with him - Chip is looking for a tattoo shop and finds out that he can get a tattoo at the Porthole - They walk there pretty easily

Gillion decides to wait for Eden to get off of work - He says he considered breaking the glass but changed his mind. Eden giggles at this and Caspian encourages him before realizing that he would be banned from drinking there. Gillion says since everyone is aquatic anyway… it’s just an idea - Caspian explains what a nine-to-five job is - Gillion is shocked and wonders if maybe he should break the glass - they continue to banter and plot until Eden’s shift ends - Eden does have dental benefits though, so Gillion is coaxed out of using a barstool to break the glass - Gill asks where Eden wants to go - Eden says she can’t stay for long, but she’d love to meet Gill’s friends - Gillion tells “Meh” (the gate keeper) he hopes they meet again - They all leave The Tank and as they step out, Eden throws her hands around Gills neck and starts crying - She wasn’t sure he was still alive and is overjoyed to see her brother again [I’m cryinggggg] - Gill apologizes, saying he didn’t mean for it to be so long before they met up again  

Eden pulls out a cloak for Gill to wear from her bag. It’s to hide their Titon features from prying eyes in Allport - Gillion doesn’t understand why he would need to hide - She smiles and jokes about his wanted poster, but she reasserts that he needs to protect his identity - Gill worries that Eden isn’t safe at Allport, but Eden reassures him that she’s been safe [really?? Really Eden?? Is that the truth????????] - They swim through the tunnels back up to the surface - Gill asks Eden how she got here - Eden says that she came to the surface after Gill disappeared. The elders stopped letting her see Gill, but didn’t tell her that he had been banished. She went searching for info about what happened to him. She got into some trouble and thought she might die, but she was saved by a random kind gentleman who she hasn’t seen again. It was Niklaus. [rrraahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh] But she denies making a deal with him - Gill warns her that he is not trustworthy and that if she sees him again she should swim in the other direction - She says that she will trust Gillion, but also the “Nicholas” left a very good, honest, and selfless impression on her. [ooohhhh, that’s why I saw ship art of them a couple days ago] - after being saved she came to Allport - They both talk about how smelly the oversea people are - Gillion specifically warns her about how stinky Chip is - OOC: Bizyl says, “She’s gonna love the musk” [what.] - As gill and co make their way to the Porthole, and Caspian magically dries them all off - Caspian calls Gillion “The Driplord” - and they continue toward the The Porthole

Jay and Lizzie are walking together, with Jay opting to stay silent and wait for Lizzie to start conversation - Lizzie is walking in front of Jay and gives a little bit of a tour of Allport - Lizzie leads her to The Golden Circle Market. It is gold and in the shape of a circle and a market - She leads Jay to the edge of the market and to a ladder - At the top of the ladder is another section of the city, entirely lit by lanterns - it is primarily a woodworking/construction sector - There is a ship embedded in the wall that has been repurposed into a multi-level tavern - Lizzie goes up the steps to the entrance door. The door has a minotaur bouncer - The minotaur demands a code. Lizzie asks Jay if she knows any of the pirate code. Jay says that Chip only told them that the first rule was not to piss your pants - Lizzie is shocked that they don’t know anything about being a pirate - Lizzie tells her another tenant is “If you don’t consent, you die” [I think maybe Grizzly meant “If there’s no consent, you die” cause that makes more sense] - The minotaur winks at Lizzie and wishes Jay and Lizzie a fun time [the shipping] - Jay asks how Chip and Gill are gonna get in - The inside is literally just a pirate ship that’s been converted to a tavern - It is warm because there are tons of people. Also it stinks. -  Lizzie leads them to the bar and asks the bartender for a few rounds. The bartender slides four tankards over and Lizzie gives Jay one.

“I wanna have a conversation, but I think I gotta be a bit drunk to do it” - Jay takes a sip, rolls a six on the con save and immediately gets a little drunk - Lizzie also fails the save but doesn’t start talking yet - Lizzie drinks her second tankard, but rolls a nat 20 on this save - Jay starts the convo, but it’s still very awkward - Jay is nervous about how quickly she is getting drunk, but Lizzie encourages her to drink - Jay reminisces about the last time she did a keg stand and Gill blew up the ship - Lizzie asks about it and Jay explains - Lizzie finds it a little funny and drinks another tankard, fails the save and is definitely drunk - She asks about Jay’s dad and past - Jay downs her drink in preparation and rolls a nat 1 (she is drunk beyond belief) - She just starts crying about her dad always breaking things. Like her doll when she was a child (he shot it) and Lizzie’s ship (he sawed it in half) - Lizzie agrees he sounds like a dick, Jay says he always loved her - Lizzie confesses she cares about Chip, and that she tried to convince Chip to leave her - Jay admits that when she first started sailing with them, she was a spy

Lizzie gets a little suspicious, but Jay says she never reported anything to them - Jay gets giggly when drunk [so cuteeeeee] - They talk about their mutual love for Chip, despite his sillyness - Lizzie admits there’s hope for some of the Black Rose pirates to be alive - When Jay starts to worry they’ve made the conversation to dark, Lizzie reminds her that that’s why you drink. To open up with people you wouldn’t usually be able to - They’re the women, the girlbosses - Jay says she wants to be the best pirate ever, but Lizzie warns her that’s there’s lots layers - Lizzie says she wants to prove everyone who ever called her weak wrong [by very extreme methods] - Jay says the Navy is a lil fucked up - Lizzie says they should redistribute the power so everyone is equally fucked up [I think Caspian is canonically a communist] - they both get another drink and fail, if they fail again they’ll pass out - they really like each other now - Lizzie slips and says Jay looks a lot like her sister, but backtracks saying she didn’t know Jay had a sister - Jay wants to beat the shit out of everyone in the Navy - Jay asks what Lizzie will do now that John is back - They will use John knowledge to find some shit out in the North Sea - Lizzie admits they have some double agents within in the navy, but she can’t say more or else Caspian would kill him

Chip walks in with Ollie - They’re talking about what tattoos they want - Chip promises that they will prank someone today - Then they make their way to the girls - Jay grabs his face, “You’re real” - Chip sets up to prank Jay by getting her to get a tattoo - Jay tells him that they were having a heart to heart - Lizzie says Chip should shut up if he doesn’t want to get killed - Lizzie has a pink wave tattoo sleeve - Lizzie challenges Chip to a fight in The Pit

Gillion walks up to the porthole with Eden and Caspian - When asked to give a piece of the Pirate Code, he recites the “don’t piss your pants” one - apparently it’s a rule because “fear piss” attracts the strongest sea monsters - and they walk into The Porthole and find the others very quickly - Gill introduces Eden, Jay calls her cute and Chip goes “wow” - After Caspian reminds her they’re safe among pirates, Eden lets her hood down - “Gill, why didn’t you tell me you had such a cute sister?” “Because I didn’t know if I would ever see her again :|” - Chip immediately starts acting a fool - Lizzie drags Chip to the pit before he can start flirting - Eden feels very awkward, but warms up to Jay fairly quickly

The Pit is a beam over a mud pit - Lizzie rolls up her sleeves and says winner gets the other persons ship - Chip denies those terms at first, but everyone tells him not to be a pussy - Eden knows Lizzie - Ollie cheers for Chip - Jay picks Ollie up so he can watch his uncle fight - Lizzie rolls a higher initiative and throws a punch that misses - Chip doesn’t really want to hit her, so he slides behind her and uses the bandana to mimic her - Lizzie boops him, and then her eye starts glowing purple - Moving to the side, Chip shoves her in the ribs - Lizzie just barely keeps her footing - Lizzie throws another punch, but misses again - Chip trips her, sending her into the mud pit - The crowd that has gathered cheers for him, before Chip cannonballs into the mud with Lizzie - Everyone is in good spirits and standing - Still covered in mud, Chip introduces himself to Eden. Poor, poor Eden starts gagging from the stench surrounding Chip. - Caspian helps Lizzie and Caspian clean off before they meet again towards the back of the Porthole

Chip still has a big head from the win - Caspian starts the conversation while Lizzie naps a little bit - Ollie and Chip tell Gill that Apple is a magical not bird - Gill tells Chip that he’s met people and he’s met birds and he’s 65 percent sure that Apple is a bird [I love himmmmmm] - Chip explains transfiguration - They ask Jay if she’s a bird and she tries to fly - Chip starts trying to impress Eden, introducing himself as the captain of the Riptide pirates and ignoring Gillion explaining the co captain thing - Gill gives the funny crew run down - Chip asks if she’s ever had anybody important like a crew in her life, obviously trying to find out if she has an S/O - Eden admits she doesn’t know much about pirates, but that it’s great to hear that they have such a wonderful family - Gill shows Pretzel to Eden, and Eden remarks on how big she’s grown - Eden is happy that Gill wasn’t completely alone all this time - Gill says they don’t have to talk about his childhood right now - In order to change the subject, Eden admits she doesn’t have anybody right now, and that she’s sorry she had to show up in her work clothes - Chip says she looks great - Jay comes back wondering why she thought she was a bird - Eden says that she has her parents back home, that her and Caspian are good friends, and that she’s met Lizzie twice now - Chip continues to be insufferably, remarking that oh yeah, he’s kind of like Lizzie’s older brother, no big dea, you know, he just tries to look out for her is all B) [I cannot with him.] 

Gill asks how the parents are [it was just a mistake to you. To me? Gill calls them THE parents because they were never really HIS parents. Not after they abandoned gave him to the elders] - Eden responds that she tries to visit them, but doesn’t think they know they are in the oversea - Gill worries that he was banished from his home and will never be able to return, but Eden comforts him that whatever the elders decided proves nothing about Gillion’s character. - “I thought I did everything right.” [I’m crying. He sounds so tearful. I am not normal about this man and listening to this podcast reminds of that] - Gill tells her the elders are well informed to make good decisions, but Eden tells him that no matter what they told him, a lot of things are going to change.

Chip asks why they didn’t grow up together - Gill explains that he didn’t have many friends or family visiting him while he grew up in the palace - Gill says the duties were not always nice. [understatement of the century] - Eden and Pretzel were some of the only reasons he made it through those times - When Eden found out that Gill had been sent away, she’s been looking into the elders and trying to find him - Gill tells Eden he’s sorry he didn’t find a way to contact her - “Gillion, it’s not your fault. Nothing that you have been through has been in your control, and none of it is your fault.” - Gill starts crying - “If you were suddenly dropped into the middle of the ocean, surrounded by strange creatures that didn’t share your ideas, understand what you were, why. And yet you held these things with such conviction. It’s easy to become a representation. It’s just a lot.” [catch me crying into my sour patch kids] - Chip says I didn’t know you had a sensitive side, and Gill responds “It’s because I don’t” [once again, he’s just like me fr]

Eden asks if they can help her with something - She’s been looking into the Undersea Elders and the RAFT Navy - She thinks the navy is gonna try to create an artificial leviathan, to oppose the undersea gods - She can’t say how she learned the information - She needs them to break into RAFT HQ stealthily - Allport is technically neutral, but the Navy is gaining power and targeting undersea dwellers - Eden requests they investigate a specific office that should have the location where they’re building the leviathan - “Besides stopping the underwater mech god, do you guys have anything else going on?” “I mean, kinda” - Eden urges Gill to keep a low profile, only getting the location, or else the citizens of Allport will bear the burden of pirates causing havoc [foreshadowing foreshadowing foreshadowing]

Chip tries to remind Gill of his grandfather, and asks Eden if she remembers anything about him - Eden admits that she doesn’t have many memories with him, but knows that he was a brilliant man who went to the oversea - Chip affirms that Finn is alive and Eden suggests that he might have a lot of the answers that Gill’s been searching for - Eden can’t be associated with any pirates publicly or anything so she really appreciates them being willing to help out - “I don’t mean to brag… but I don’t know if we’ll be able to get up there without being arrested” [Chip, you sad sad man]

Eden asks about Jay being a bird - So Gill and Chip start lying about her actually being a bird who magically appears human - Jay tries to fly again - Ollie tries to help Jay up, but because he’s so strong, he accidentally throws her up into the ceiling 

Chip helps her up and takes her to get a tattoo - he wants to get her a little jaybird feather - Grizz explains how magic tattoos work, but our pirates are broke ass bitches - For Ollie, Chip wants to give him a little riptide flag - And for himself, Chip wants full sleeves of tattoos of blue waves - Jay falls asleep during her session 

Gill asks Eden if she found anything of interest about the elders - Eden is sorry, but she can’t tell him the entire truth yet - Gill tries to see if it’s her choice to keep the secrets, but he can’t fully discern her complicated feelings, but she is not afraid - Gill says he trusts her - They once again celebrate meeting again - Gill voices his desire to destroy robot god, although Eden tells him that the goal is to destroy it before it’s built - Gill asks Caspian for help learning new sword fighting techniques, but he doesn’t have a sword - Caspian gives Gillion his own sword, saying he can lend it - Caspian argues it will give him time to practice hydromancy - In return, Gill gives Caspian the immovable rod - “And as the pirate code, all deals are sealed with a shake” “hmmmmmm… yes. What are the other ones?” - Caspian says he should ask Lizzie some other day - And he picks up Lizzie ready to take her to the ship

Eden promises that they’ll meet again, but she can’t say when - “Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow” [feeling ill about them] 

Chip also gets a coral crown and a bluejay tattoo on his back

They make their way back to the ship with Chip leading the way and Jay leaning on Gill - While passing an alleyway they hear coughing and see drop of blood - Immediately investigating they come upon Old Man Earl clutching his stomach and bleeding profusely 

END OF EPISODE

If you actually looked this far, just know that I appreciate you

[seamstressthepainteater]

I don’t think I really like how The Mandalorian has been MCUified if that makes sense

Like the first season was it’s own thing, Mando went to different places across the galaxy trying to hide some kid he found from remnants of the fallen empire, it was largely its own thing and helped make the Star Wars galaxy seem bigger for me. It also had its own characters that managed to be memorable and interesting. It was a unique take on Star Wars I wanted to see more of.

Then season 2 comes out, and it’s a bit larger scale wise. Mando’s gotta find another Jedi to fulfill his kid’s destiny, which brings him back to going around the galaxy finding leads on one of these Jedi folks. There are a lot of returning characters in this season; most of the surviving season one character show up for at least an episode, Mayfeld gets some damn good characterization as a former imperial after being a one-note asshole in season 1, Ashoka gets an episode to learn more about Grogu and set up her own show, Boba Fett is a looming presence until he actually shows up and fucks shit up, Bo Katan returns with her besties, and even Luke Skywalker is in this bitch. Now I don’t like cameos just for the sake of having them, but the legacy characters at least either have good reason or are done well. Ashoka needs setup for a show, Fett is finally given the chance to be cool as shit, and Bo Katan going from ruler of Mandalore in Rebels to just another pirate gives context to why Gus Fring has the Darksaber (Luke’s just kinda there to be there though). I wouldn’t like to need to watch Clone Wars and Rebels to know what the hell Ashoka, Bo Katan, or the Darksaber are if I didn’t already, but I feel they’re given just enough explanation to make sense without it. And all of it was tied up in an emotional ending with Mando and Grogu that payed off everything set up throughout the season and made the entire thing feel grounded. It was probably the best ending the show could’ve had. This was the last time I would feel this way.

When Book Of Boba Fett was announced at the end of Mando season 2, I was exited. I loved how Boba Fett was handled in Mando and hoped that the show would flesh him out better. It was then that the rug was pulled from under my feet. Like Fredrick Fitzgerald Fazbear coming down upon a poor night guard in the dead of night, I was jumped with the truth of this show. This wasn’t a show about Boba Fett. This was just a season of Mando they shoved Boba Fett on for more runtime.

Theatrics aside, BOBF was just really disappointing to me. The Boba Fett stuff was kinda garbage, they perfected his character in Mando as a brutal goddamn terminator man, then they went back and went “he doesn’t want to be a bounty hunter, he just wants to live peacefully as a crime boss or something” which felt really weird to me. The Flashbacks were also so fucking boring, they could’ve been shorted down to one episode and given more time to Boba. I praised Mando season 2 for both giving legacy characters purpose and explanation so you didn’t need to know what their deal was. But you see, I’m pretty sure Cathleen Kennedy read my complement on that, realized she fucked up by making a story that can stand on its own, used her fucking Disney witch magic to go back in time, and had the guy who worked on the writing for those episodes shot at point blank range because holy shit they fucking shattered the ball with Cad Bane.

The show makes a point of saying that Cad Bane and Boba had a history, and this confused me. They never specified what exactly this history was, so I looked through everything I could get my grubby mits on. I looked through every one of both Bane and Boba’s appearances in Clone Wars, checked comics with Bane, looked through all of the officially released media I thought could be a lead. Then I noticed something about Bane in BOBF, he had a metal plate on his head. This wasn’t much, but I thought it was something, so I went through his animated appearances one more time and noticed he had the same plate in The Bad Batch. This just made me more confused, so I checked around and found it. The “history” the show was referring too. See when they brought back Clone Wars for season 7 they took unfinished arcs and gave them new life, but some were left on the cutting room floor. I said “couldn’t find any officially released material” because what they were alluding too was an unfinished episode, you can even see the part where Bane gets shot in the head. The crux of Bane and Boba’s unfinished business was an unfinished episode that wasn’t even considered canon at that point.

This was my Joker arc.

This show was so lazy, so uncaring about making the story seem complete without supplementary material, that the only thing they did to give the main villain a connection with the hero was a vague allusion to an event that wasn’t even officially released. Could they not have cut some of the boring-ass shit in the desert to flesh out this relationship? Was it too much to ask for this show to get even close to how Mando used it’s legacy characters? Was it too much to ask for competence?

Besides that, I thought that it kinda fucked up the great ending I thought Mando season 2 had. I knew they weren’t gonna be separated for that long, but I would’ve liked them to be apart a bit longer, or have them reunite in their own show. Feel the same way about Mando’s new starfighter, I think it would’ve been less alienating to have him get that in the beginning of season 3

Speaking of season 3, it’s also kinda disappointing. I think the shift from Mando to Bo Katan was disappointing, it’s like what happened to Boba Fett with Mando ironically enough, but it’s still disappointing that in a world where it seems like almost every character is slated for their own show, Bo was shoved into Mando. I also think Gus Fring seems less intimidating, I feel him being a part of this “Shadow Empire” is less threatening than a warlord trying to bring about his own empire. It also has the same problem as BOBF where you need to know stuff beforehand. I don’t think they ever explicitly state Gideon carpet bombed Mandalore, they just kinda said it was cursed. I know it was mentioned in BOBF, but again I shouldn’t need to watch another show to understand what’s going on in this one. I’m not gonna go too long with this one since it’s not over yet, but I’m not sure it’ll fix my problems with this season.

Anyway my biggest takeaway from this is that I hate Book of Boba Fett way more than I first thought.

[whimsicaldaydreamss]

What I like about you: your mind and how cute you are (based on what you like and reblog)

About my pet: his name was Gaahl, he was a black hamster named after the former frontman of Norwegian black metal band Gorgoroth. He was my little companion and we were like a pirate and his parrot because I would put him on my shoulder when I would walk around the house. I taught him tricks and to answer when he is called. He loved to eat and the thing he loved the most was to sleep in the nook of my neck while I read a book or took a nap. I feel like he was the definition of my spirit animal. It is truly a fact that pets are like their owners.

Question for you: What is the one thing about you that nobody knows or you haven't told anyone?

Ps. This time is anonymous but I think you know who this is hahaha. ^^

Thank you so much! I really appreciate this! I don’t think anyone has ever said they like my mind so this is quite the compliment (and also fascinating to me)! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ♡

You should make a little picture book story about your hamster! I’m actually sobbing right now. It’s so wholesome and my heart feels so filled with love! (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )づ♡ I’m sure Gaahl will always be with you no matter how old you are and no matter where you are in your life! As you said, just like a spirit animal trying to help guide you to the right path -`♡´- And I totally agree that pets are like their owners! I always love seeing people’s pets. When I do, I’m mentally connecting all the dots between pet and person. Most of the time I’m like “yes, I see I see. You two match very well” ♡( ˃̶᷇ ‧̫ ˂̶᷆ )♡ Also side note: I gave myself a shock when I switched from my lofi-nighttime music at full volume to listening to a song by Gorgoroth (all at 3am) haha. I gave myself a mini heart attack! Every once in awhile I’ll listen to metal so this will definitely be on my list! ⋆🎧✮⋆

Also, if I told you one thing no one knows about me then I guess it would defeat the point of no one knowing right? (⁎˃ᆺ˂) Just kidding haha. I guess one thing is I’m actually a pretty anxious person. I have no idea what my future looks like and honestly I’m not sure what to do. Although the thing that bothers me the most is I don’t want to disappoint the people around me. It’s easy to say who cares what people think but it’s always easier said than done right? I’m pretty good at keeping these worries internal because I don’t want it to cause problems but it can get difficult (and a little lonely haha). Sometimes I find myself checking in with others and give them advice/words of encouragement because making someone else even a little happy makes me happy too. For now, all I can do is keep my head up, check in on myself, and keep pushing forward. ♡(.◜ω◝.)♡

Anyway, thanks so much for this Anon! It made my day and honestly made me feel a lot better too! (And I think I do know who this is haha! So sweet! (∩˃o˂∩)♡) I hope you’re doing well and having a great day/night! Please stay well and take care! ♡(.◜ω◝.)♡

[onlydoingthisforthensfw]

You make me Bloom

Authors Note: UUhhhhhh I'm not entirely sure how to write stuff, especially with the tumbr format so forgive any problems. This is part 1 of 2 for a fic about an OC of @soulkhunscompass (Calan) and my own OC (Tchort). A bit of background- 1) The scene is set with the pirate ship that they're on being attacked by Angels (the bad guys). 2) They're lovers in this fic, because I said so. 3) Also we love them dearly <3. That's all!! I hope you enjoy-

“GET DOWN” A woman’s voice screamed before being cut off by the sharp, metallic sound of a blade meeting another blade. Echoes of gunfire and swords meeting cutlass surrounded the action that had fallen upon the Angelus Reprobri. It was a mighty ship, large on the outside and even bigger on the inside. However, it made for an easy target in times of crisis. It was also an even easier target for the branch of angels that had descended upon the ship as the crew was leaving port. An explosion sounded off the side of the boat, ringing the ears of everyone who was within a twenty foot radius. Someone was firing the cannons. In the middle of the ship was a pair, scrambling for cover as a barrel was sent into splinters to the left of their position. The larger, a demon from the pits of Hell, lifted his arm to cover the shorter man. The other was a blonde with a staff held firm in his hand.

“Calan- you need to stay here.” Chips of wood bounced off of the demon’s skin, and he turned his head to stare at the blonde. His own black locks were thrown around with every sound that reverberated across the deck. 

“That will be the last thing I do. Stop babying me, I can help.” Calan’s attention was completely focused on an angel that was chasing down some other member of the crew. 

“I’m not babying you!” The larger man moved his forearms out into a half shrug and gestured to the mage. “There’s no storm, you physically can’t help as much as I think you want to-”

“Oh shut up Tchort, and let the kid work.” A new voice echoed and the staff in Calan’s hand upturned slightly, and moved just enough to make it known that the staff was the one scolding the oaf.

Tchort pursed his lips and looked up over the row of cover to examine the battlefield. There were at least 40 angels, all assorted in stature and abilities. Half of them could be seen on the deck, another 10 or 15 seemed to be trying to get down into the space under the hull. The remaining angels were high in the air, observing the chaos below. They ranged at different heights in the sky, putting themselves above the other fighters that were taking control of the ship. The Captain, a fallen angel named Blakely, was nowhere to be seen. In the distance across the ship, Tchort could just barely make out the giant of a woman. An elf, one of the first mates. At least there was some form of control being had in this chaos.

“The First Mate has this under control, Calan listen to me and just fucking hide.” Tchort ducked back behind cover and looked to his side to where Calan had once been. Now, the man was gone. With a gargle that was a mix between a shout and a groan, the demon pushed himself to his feet while breaking into a slight run. He stumbled as he finally scrambled to his feet, and he looked around the ship like a panicked mother looking for a lost child. 

Suddenly, there was an eruption of lightning that hit the deck. It sent sparks and electricity across the ship in a violet wave, stunning at least a dozen angels as well as dropping one of the angels that had previously been in the sky. The winged celestial bounced off the railing on the port side and spun in a limp fashion into the water below with a splash. As for the rest of the angels on the ship, they froze with slight horror at the feeling of being hit with the after effects of a lightning strike. Halfway across the ship stood the blonde mage atop a collection of barrels with his back to the demon. The end of the staff sparked with a quick crack of purple and white light, and a glow pulsed through the man’s veins. It was noticeable even from where Tchort stood. Calan turned his head slightly to look to the left, his irises violent in their purple color. His chest fell as he exhaled sharply. The exhilaration from letting his ability go wild seemed to rattle around his insides. Tchort could have sworn that with the exhale came a trace of smoke slipping through the grin of the blonde.

Noise on the ship had gone eerily quiet at that moment, but kicked back up as everyone seemed to remember where they were and what was currently going on. Angels on the deck who had been chasing pointless mice-like members of the crew now turned their attention onto the man who stood on the barrels. Calan seemed to be moving the staff once more for another attack, but not before a few angels would reach him. Suddenly, Tchort’s left side was wracked with a firm smack. A sword blade bounced off and clattered to the deck as an angel stumbled back behind the raven haired man. They didn’t seem to realize what trouble their sneak attack would get them into. With a roar of pure adrenaline, Tchort crouched and pivoted to throw a fist in the face of the angel that was behind him. Instead of bashing in the celestial’s skull, however, the demon opened his balled fist and grabbed the entirety of the angel’s head in a firm grip. Tchort was a giant in comparison to his assailant.

The angel was near 5 feet in height, and built like a stick. They were small. They were throwable. Their posture visibly recoiled as the demon dug his nails into the winged being’s hairline. They screamed and lifted their hands to claw at the forearm of the monster, and were met with resistance. It took effort to make the next move, but Tchort was irritated. Calan was his, there was no doubt about that. His mage, his blonde, his angel. Calan was everything to Tchort, and the devil himself would stop at nothing to keep his ray of purity and perfection safe. So why was it so hard for the blonde to listen to Tchort and hide during the attack? Rage bubbled in the large chest of the horned man, and it coursed through his veins. With a fluid motion, he pivoted once more to face back toward Calan’s position. His arm stiffened and lowered, dragging the angel with it. A cry for help sounded and the celestial’s wings puffed up and flexed as if they were trying to fly away. Tchort didn’t give them the chance. Like a piston, the arm of the demon turned and rotated, the tenseness switching out for a coil of nothing but muscle. With what could have been a snap of his wrist, he threw the angel in the direction of Calan. The celestial screamed and tried to flap as they were thrown, but it only caused their inevitable crash to hurt that much more. 

Behind the mage, two different angels approached. One reached toward the back of Calan’s leg, but never got the opportunity to touch. A crash sounded as the angel that Tchort had thrown connected with the pair, causing all three angels to tangle in a mess of wings and limbs. 

The blonde turned to look behind himself after letting off another blast. An eruption of lightning struck the ship in front of Calan but he now faced away from it, finding a new interest in the mangle of angels that piled up behind the barrels he was using as a stage. His eyes rose to meet Tchort’s as the demon approached in a half panicked jog.

“Where did you go?” The mage asked with a smile that was laced with pride. He seemed to be enjoying himself. All that came from the demon’s lips was an appalled sputter.

“Where did I go? You ran off-” 

“I was missing the fun-”

“You almost got ambushed.”

“...But I didn’t.” 

“Because I helped!!” The demon threw his hands into an exaggerated shrug and his fingertips split to make way for claws of bone. They were sharp and deadly when used correctly. 

“Good! Now do it more-” Calan laughed with not a care in the world, but something in his eyes made Tchort think that the care-free attitude would come at a price later down the line if they didn’t wrap up this fight sooner rather than later. The demon exhaled through his nose and turned to face the side that the mage couldn’t see. If Calan wouldn’t listen to him; then he would just have to make the blonde untouchable. Electricity pulsed once again and static was sent up the demon’s spine as a blast exploded from the end of the staff that Calan was waving. Tchort could have sworn he heard the staff say something to the mage, but he busied himself with KOing another winged assailant that came from the left instead of thinking too much. Feathers flew as the body dropped, bouncing on the wooden planks with a muted creak. The demon leaned over and grabbed the angel by the feet, grunting loudly as he threw them off the side of the ship. He waited for the splash before grabbing one of the three angels he took out before and doing the same to them. 

Getting them off the ship and into the water would waterlog their wings and make them unable to follow the crew- so long as the ship kept moving. As he turned back to grab another one of the angels, he was met with a wall of two more. ‘How many of these fuckers were there?’ They seemed to be endless. Though the only real reason was that they had given up trying to get below deck and were now focused on stilling the crew. The demon balled his fists and adjusted his feet to bounce lightly. He didn’t know much about fist to fist combat, but he knew that he hit like an absolute train. Hitting hard was about all that the crew could do here. None of them had the tools to really do any real damage to their attackers. 

One of the angels, a red head with a stupid haircut lunged to attack Tchort with a weapon that closely related a spear. It took a side step and a quick adjustment of his bones to divert the attack with a bone spike that protruded from the back of the demon’s wrist. The clang of metal hitting metal rang out again and Tchort took an opportunity to punch the red head right in the stomach after taking a step to get closer. They recoiled and the other angel, a man with a brown bob, made his own advance.

“You and this ship will be taken into custody. Give up now and we will spare a few lives for these traitors.” The man hissed out, and Tchort huffed.

“Yeah I don’t think so, buddy. This isn’t my ship, but I don’t plan on letting you do anything of the sort.” The demon moved forward and took a swing at the brunette, but the hit didn’t land. Now, the angel produced a sword that was previously hidden. The blade was dark, and glistened with an odd aura. With a frown, Tchort took a few steps back. For the first time in quite some time, his face twisted with seriousness. 

“Where did you get that?” His question came out in a low growl, and his eyes flickered from the blade to the Angel’s face. The celestial seemed pleased with the reaction, but didn’t say another word. As they continued their staredown, the demon was hit with another whack of the redheads staff from behind. Tchort turned slightly and reached out to grab the pole from their hands. He wrapped his claw around the staff and then felt a sharp pain split through his ribs on the opposite side. Tchort’s voice cried out in a deep rumble and he tore the spear from the red heads hands, hitting them across the head with it using nothing but brute strength. Their head gave a slight crack and their body fell to the ground. They weren’t dead at all, only sleeping. Now that they were out of the way, the demon had a second to look down at his ribs. He lifted his arm to reveal a gash that ran about six inches across his side and a good half centimeter deep. Dark crimson slowly drew a line down his skin from the corner of the wound. His pupils shrunk to be nearly pinpoint. 

“Hurts doesn’t it? I’m sure it will sting even worse when I’m done with you.” The angel’s voice was laced with venom and confidence. As if a switch had been flipped, Tchort lifted two fingers on his right hand to slightly smudge the blood coming from the wound. He was bleeding. The angel began to move to attack again, but the demon seemed more obsessed with the feeling of pain that was sending shocks through his nervous system. The brunette swung the blade again, this time aiming to embed it into Tchort’s right bicep, but he dodged and took only the tip of the blade through his shirt. As he circled the attack he moved his arm under the weapon and lifted it out of the way. It caught and he threw his hand out to the side, knocking the blade from the angel’s grip. It flew a few feet away and embedded itself in the wood of the ship as if it was the sword in stone. Tchort had yet to notice but it had made a smaller incision on his opposite forearm as it spun away. Now, he slipped his opposite hand along the chest of the celestial and took a grip of the cloth of his shirt, shoving him back against the railing of the ship’s edge. The demon’s breathing was heavy, and he brought the two bloodstained fingers to his tongue, licking a stripe off of them. His tongue stained red and the angel gripped at the wood behind himself. 

“Your ignorance and lack of skill is what got you killed. Remember that when you go crying back to your ‘God’.” With eyes focused on nothing but the blood that could be shed, Tchort took a firm step closer to the angel. His face was inches away, mere millimeters by the time that a scream broke him from whatever blood lust had been activated at the sight of his own blood. His frenzy was instantly stopped as the blood that was boiling ran cold. He turned just enough to glance behind himself at the location where Calan was. How long had it been since the last lightning strike? Why weren't there any loud explosions anymore? And why was it only now in this moment that Tchort realized that his hair wasn’t standing on end anymore from the electromagnetic field that had been created with every shock. The demon’s eyes pinned and focused to meet Calan’s.

Time moved twice as slowly as he witnessed the action of the celestials. A hand was wrapped around the blonde’s throat. A hand that wasn’t his own. And on his arm, and on one of his shoulders. Calan’s staff clattered to the ground as he was pulled back into a wave of feathers. His eyes were locked intently onto Tchort’s as if they were the only thing that he could cry out with. After making out the situation, there wasn’t a single thought that registered in the demon’s head. The angel he had been tormenting was no longer even a spark in his brain. Tchort watched as three separate angels grabbed onto Calan and tore him down from the barrels, throwing him onto the ground with a loud crack. 

That crack was one of the last things that Tchort heard before hell broke loose.

[ambrosialdesire]

What kind of music do ur ocs listen to? Or like what do u think they would like?

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OMG WAIT TULIP THIS IS A REALLY GOOD ASK I MIGHT MAKE PLAYLISTS LATER BUT I'LL GIVE BRIEF DESCRIPTIONS

note that i have the worst music taste of all time and never make proper themed playlists, so bare with me if there's pretty popular artists/songs in the playlists, i don't really find much underground artists like that LMAO

achelous: classical music, jazz, and country music; he's a big fan of songs that are mostly instrumentals and less lyrical. he also loves his traditional greek music, though he can't really find much original songs from WAYYYY back then, so he finds ones that are similar. he wasn't allowed to listen to music or join in the parties back in the roman empire days, so he used press his ear as closely as he can to the walls to listen to it. country music is in the mix due to him living in the south most of his older life and being surrounded by it regardless, so he has a few favorites.

sung-jae: his own music (nah i'm joking... kinda), but he's a frequent club-goer, so he's constantly listening to club/electronic music. he doesn't really listen to any other music outside of the club and since his other job is a singer, he's busy making his own music rather than personally listen to others. he sorta prefers quiet more than anything tbh but if he has to have something in the background, it would have to be on the softer side of music.

pollux: he feels more of a classic rock and a modern rock listener, even an indie music listener; he's more of a mixed bag tbh that likes most song genres. there's not much songs back in his home (esp since it's underwater lol), but he loves hanging by the bar near the beach and listening into whatever they're playing. back when he was still just living in the water, he'd pull up to boats all the time to listen to their music on the radios they had or even way back then, he'd listen to the shanties and watch as the pirates get drunk off their asses.

steinar: doesn't listen to music at all since he lives deep in the forest. he used to enjoy the parties and celebrations he attended during his viking days, but nowadays, there's not much worth in music anymore since all his friends and loved ones are all long gone. if he had to have some sort favorite genres, it would be actually opera and classical music tbh, much similar to achelous since they're both old men lol

valerius: it's literally all religious songs i'm not joking, so it's ig classical/opera/choir?? idk haha some religious songs in the church that i used to attend were kinda bangers LMAO but yeah, he doesn't really listen to outsider music since that's a "sin" in his eyes. BUT since i don't want to make a whole ass playlist of church music, he'd be a listener of metal/rock that's SPECIFICALLY religious based, cause prior to him being a priest, he used to be a metal listener.

levy (ugh): this fucker is probably the best one that i'll make unfortunately cause i knew what vibes i wanted him to have ever since i made him. he listens to rock, like the midwestern emo type of rock or grunge/emo/shoegaze yk those kind of vibes, and metal like alt/nu metal or thrash. he also listens to j-rock and j-metal bands (since he's a fucking weeb lmao), but you will rarely catch him listening to any sort of pop (except when it comes to his best friend's gf cause she's definitely a pop girly haha). he's also the type to gatekeep "underground" artists/songs and the "name 5 songs that aren't this this and this" so don't ask him for recs or tell him which song artist you like that he likes.

OKAY I'LL MAKE A SPOTIFY OR SUMN SO Y'ALL CAN LISTEN TO THE CERTAIN SONGS THAT FIT THEIR TASTES LATER IN THE MONTH OR SUMN CAUSE I GOTTA STUDY FOR FINALS LOLOLOL

[aurabear2001]

Echoes From The Past

Echoes From The Past - Preface

"All Aboard"

Kid x OC

Warnings: Swearing - Word Count: 1169

 Author's Note: Hello, everybody! My name is Aura, and this is my first time writing here on Tumblr. I've been writing fanfiction on and off for about 15 years now, but I rarely have the courage to actually post it.

This fic is a Kid x OC fanfiction. It takes place post-timeskip and a after the events of Sabaody Archipelago. I really can't say much else about the fic without giving everything away, so you'll just have to read it for yourself!

This fic is also kind of an informal introduction to my OC, Bellatrix. I made her wayyy back when I was a sophomore in high school so she's been around for a while.

There's no warnings in these first few chapters, aside from swearing and canon-typical violence, but we're dealing with Kid and his crew, so that should just be a given...

Anyway! Enjoy the first chapter of this fic and let me know what you think!

Synopsis: The Kid Pirates are preparing to dock on an island and "greet" the locals. Little do they know; they'll get more than they bargained for.

The Kid Pirates--A notorious crew of pirates known for their violence and infamy. On this ship, there’s no time for bitching and bellyaching. This crew of pirates, led by the ever violent and bloodthirsty Eustass “Captain” Kid, didn’t take just anyone on board with them. To hang with these guys, you had to be tough. In fact, tougher than tough. Thankfully, that’s no problem for me.

I’m Bellatrix Quinn, but I go by Bella. I'm one of the few people bold enough to board the Victoria Punk and survive. I make the majority of the weaponry Kid and the crew use. I make guns, knives, swords, and gauntlets to name a few. The only disadvantage of my job is that I'm always up to my ears in repairs. If not one thing, then another.

But that's to be expected. This crew is largely made up of men, but there are a few women on it. Hip, Hop, House, Dive, Quincy, Emma and I are the only girls on this sausage fest of a ship. I love them all to death, but if Quincy doesn't give my bra back-- Okay, I'm off topic.

Anyway, I don't want anyone to think I'm ungrateful. I'm damn grateful to the crew, especially Kid, for taking me in. He didn't have to save my ass like that. I'll be the first to admit that I was in pretty bad shape when they found me. If they hadn’t taken me in, then…

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Ayo! Bella!” The loud gruff voice of my captain broke me from my thoughts. “You in there?”

“Yeah.” I hollered back, putting my wrench down on the table. 

The door opened and a fiery red-haired man with a large imposing stature and a large metal arm walked up to the work bench.

“Arm giving you fits again?” He said, looking down at my smaller metal arm.

“Nah, a screw or bolt or something is loose.” I said squinting as I aimed the wrench at my arm. “I just can’t find which one it is.”

“Lemme see it.” He crouched beside me and took my wrench. “While I’m fixing you up again, I’ll let ya know what’s going down.” He took my arm and sat it on his lap. “We’re stopping at an island a little North of here. Killer says there’s a family there rich beyond your wildest belief.” He examined my arm and began to tighten a screw. “We’ll stop by, rob ‘em blind, and be outta there by morning.” He let go of my arm. “How does that feel?”

I move my fingers and nod. “Feels good as new. How much supply do you reckon we’ll need?”

Kid shrugged and gestured with his hand. “At least one sword and one gun for everyone here. Wouldn’t hurt to have backups, but your shit don’t break easily.”

I smirk. “They’d hold up a lot better if ya’ll weren’t hell on them.”

Kid raises an eyebrow at me. “Watch it, Bell. Mouth off again and I’ll throw you back in the sea.”

“Oooo, I love a good swim.” I smirk wickedly at him and giggle. “How far are we from the island?”

Kid scoffs at me. “We’ll be there in about an hour.”

“Sounds like a plan.” I go over to the weapons closet. “See ya on the deck!”

After getting a box of firearms and swords, I make my way up to the deck of the Victoria Punk. I set the boxes down, crawl up onto one, and sit down. I scan the crew, looking for House, Emma, or one of the girls. I mostly see the guys sitting around playing cards or chatting away. Where the hell are they, dammit? I look across the deck and see Kid standing at the ship's bow. I imagine he's sporting that devilish grin of his.

I feel someone tap on my shoulder. I turn over and smile. “Oh, hey Killer.” 

"Hey Bella, how's your eye?"  He gestures to his left eye. I gently touch my right eye. I went a little crazy during a fight with another crew. To put it simply, I am nearly blind in one eye and had to cut my hair off to save my skin.

“It’s fine. It’s healing pretty well, actually.”

"Good to hear. Take care of yourself today." Killer said and began to walk away. He's a pretty nice guy. He makes sure we all keep our shit straight. He's even pretty good at keeping the captain reigned in. He's kept Kid from dragging us into the belly of the beast more times than one. I'm glad he's here, because God knows he won't listen to any of us!  

“Bella! Shit, there you are!” A girl with silver-blue hair came trotting up to me. 

I turned around, hopped down from the boxes, and grinned at her. “There I am? House, I’ve been looking for you for the past 30 minutes!”

“Oh, lay off, Bella Quinn,” House rolled her eyes. “I had to get the sick bay ready and it’s not my fault you practically live in that stupid workshop!”

“I don’t live in the workroom!” Well...she’s kinda right. I'm always behind on repairs, trying to finish weapon blueprints, or designing new ones. I barely leave the workshop to eat, let alone sleep!  Luckily, Kid has a trundle bed in the shop, so I'm not sleeping on the floor.

House crossed her arms at me. “Oh yeah? I bet 50 berri you won’t be in your own bed tonight.”

I chuckle deeply. “That’s all I have to do? Sleep in my own bed? That’s easy!”

“Yeah, in your own bed and not someone else’s…” House smirked at me wickedly, glancing over towards the bow of the ship.

I blush darkly. "That was one time, and nothing happened!" I might as well tell you my dirty little secret. I was up late, playing poker with Killer, Kid, and some of the other crew. I was on a losing streak and drank entirely too much. The next morning, I woke up in Kid's bed, with him snoring in my ear and nearly shoving me against the wall. Quincy, I swear to God, your ass is grass!

“Alright, listen up!” 

Speak of the Devil. 

House and I turn around to see Kid standing in the middle of a small crowd that’s begun to form around him. It’s go time.

“This job should be simple for you bunch of idiots. If you need a new weapon, go get one from Bella. She’s got a whole box of ‘em over there! Now, I don’t want any damn excuses! Let’s go in there and kick their asses!”

The crew cheers, and I smirk slightly. Sailing on the open sea is nice, but I've been itching for a good fight. It's been a long time since I've fought someone worth a shit. It'll feel great to get out there and start raising hell again!

The ship docks at the harbor, and we all start filing off. I can feel adrenaline rushing through my veins. 

Let’s kick some ass!

Thank you for reading! Please let know what you think and leave any comments or questions you may have!

[popculturebuffet]

So, ever see Sonic Prime and if so, how is it?On a voice acting note, pretty much everyone except Deven Mack(Sonic) & Adam Nurada(Knuckles)are MLP Friendship is Magic veterans with Ashleigh Ball(Rainbow Dash/Applejack)voices Tails,Brian Drummond(Mr Cake/Filthy Rich)voices Eggman,Vincent Tong(Flash Sentry/Sandbar)voices Knuckles' alternate counterparts,Shannon Cant Kent(Pinkie's singing) voices Amy, Ian Hanlin(Sunburst)voices Shadow, & Kazumi Evans(Rarity's singing/Adagio/Moondancer)voices Rouge

I have not. I might at some point, as a sonic fan but from what I can tell it sounds.. okay but only slightly seems to tap into the potetial of a sonic multiverse show. I'm fine with no crossovers, Sega really hates old incarnations so it's a tall order as much as i'd love that, but the worlds seem to be a one premise idea; what if they were feral and amy went enviromentalist, what if they were pirates, what if there was world without sonic? the last one is the most compelling but while their fine, none of them really seem to tap into the series most intriguing idea, one i've heard gets explored in the new yolk stuff: the effect sonic's absence has on his friends. It seems to be visually great and have some good ideas but just lack the character stuff that a series like this should be pushing. It glances at it but it's not all there. I do like the unique takes on a metal sonic and having Shadow be his main sidekick this time around, as it not only seems to create a nice push and pull between sonic wanting to not kill all these new versions of his friends and Shadow seeing them as just reflections. It's also nice to see shadow get to lead in one of these animated series. So in conclusion it seems alright and has some really great ideas i'm just not running to see it.

[maelysgriffonne]

It also amazed me X).

Yeah we finally have a name for this boy. I love Freddy when my friend proposed the idea because it fit him well, a big squishy metal man who gives bear hugs (and totally not because I'm biased and a big fan of Fnaf).

Law is a surgeon and Peter is best in biophysics and biochemistry, Doc is just to well fitting to choose something else. Doc know everything there is to know about the human body and biology, it terrified Ussop, Nami and Chopper. Everyone is put off everytime he talk about the human biology even the Hearth pirates, except MJ and Robin, MJ because she to much of a queen to be put off (and also she has much has wiped for Peter that he is for her) and Robin because she can be has morbid come on.

Luther and Sher just lovingly cuddling while Sher still lightly flirt with a flustered Luther, Ace and Sabo are crying on the floor at this point, the other are amused. May approved by the way and is just cooing at the site. Sher nickname for Luther is Luth-ya (gotta keep Law weird naming thing) or just Sunshine, while Luther nicknames for Sher is She-She or Locky.

I will gladly tell them my dear friend :). Btw they also very like your Writer Anchor au.

It does the same to me don't worry, when is was first proposed we all burst out laughing our ass off. Deku will cry at any occasion okay but he can still beat your ass till you can site straight anymore. Akainu hate him, but don't worry Deku hate him to 😊.

Martin is the ultimate alcoholic and dad friend, okay he will be drinking till he pass out but if Luther touch a bit of alcohol Martin will stop him immediately (Tony is doing this, Shanks could careless). Luther just done at this, when Martin is around he is just straight up hiding away still he go away. Sometimes May will stop Martin or other time she will joins or do nothing, but the end result is always the same Luther suffering with Ace and Sabo mocking his poor but. He will and already used dad jokes on Luther, Luther just slump with a despondent look.

Omg nobody, except MJ, were ready to see Peter just punch Sanji in the face so hard he flew into the wall.

Sanji flirting: Here for you my lovely deadly flower~

MJ: I don't think that it's a good idea to do that simp.

Sanji: And why is that~

MJ: Because reasons one I could reduce you to atomes if I want to and you should run by the way.

Sanji: Wha-

Peter just came in running punching Sanji into the wall pist off

MJ smirking: Here is reason number two, now loser calm down it's okay, if you didn't step in I would have acte don't worry your pretty head *hug a pouting Peter, who pout harder will blushing*

Everyone else: O_O

Peter is the one taking notes of everything for Law and Chopper. Right now Zane is the winer.

A sassy, smart-ass bitch that who a fusion between MJ and Peter be come on. Name Dalhia, both because of the murder and because that was the gift (a black dalhia necklace, broken) Peter gave to MJ to tell her he loved her.

Hey @botankirishima just continuing the one piece fusion au here, because the thread became way to long..... again X).

But anyways here is a list of all the fusion we created so we can remember them more easily:

Luke: Ace/Luffy

Sapphire: Sabo/Luffy

Sam: Sabo/Ace

Axle: ASL

The favorite Lucy (Lucifer): Law/Luffy

Zane: Zoro/Luffy

Raphael: Ussop/Luffy

Louna: Nami/Luffy

Orchidea: Robin/Luffy

Seb (Sébastien): Sanji/Luffy

Cotton: Chopper/Luffy

Mel: Brooke/Luffy

Freddy (lovely named by one of my friends): Franky/Luffy

Arun: Jimbe/Luffy

Senshi: Yamato/Luffy

Caranougat: Katakuri/Luffy

Anchor: Shanks/Luffy

Crow: Law/Luffy/Kid

Coffee: Carotte/Luffy

Luther: Peter/Luffy

Doc: Peter/Law

And here are some my friends created will we were in a vocal on discord:

Sher (Sherlock): MJ/Law

Devil: Monster trio

Deku: Coby/Luffy

Mike (Micheal): Zoro/Sanji

Obsidian: Shanks/Mihawk

Harmony: Uta/Luffy

Asahi: Ace/Yamato

Spiderlily: Robin/Peter

Jester: ASL + Peter

Martin (Martinique): Tony/Shanks

That all of them :).

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MJ is a queen okay, Sanji can't get close to her for two reasons, one she can and will destroy him and two pouting Peter that it. Like I say goth to goth communication, Luther is the sunshine while Sher is the sunshine protector.

Everyone is just exasperated at Ace and Zane sleep competition at this point.

No no I get what you mean, Lucy the therapist will Zane is the emotional support dog and he will happily do it.

You forgot the two queen May and MJ, both of them and Luffy are the only one that can calm down Doc enough. Poor Doc having endless thought going through his mind, an a worrying anxiety level and enhanced senses, he is literally vibrating right now, somebody help this disaster of a man.

[enchantedbarnes]

Uncle Buck Returns

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Single Aunt!Reader

Summary: Our little menace of a nephew has secured a date for you. Here is part 2 to Uncle Buck.

Word Count: 1401

Masterlist: One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven

A/N: what in the actual f👀 is going on 😅 I was expecting maybe 10 or so people to read Uncle Buck. My notifications haven't stopped going off since I posted. Thank you so much everyone that read it and enjoyed it. I hope you also enjoy this little continuation. P.S. GIF replies are my love language so if you enjoy send me your best (or worst 😈) 🫶

As soon as the pair return home and walk through the front door, Benji skips his way in shouting, "MAWWAGE! MAWWAGE IS WHAT BWINGS US TOGEVAH TODAYYYY!" Arms high above him as he rushes through the living room in search of his parents.

"Benji, please don't make me regret letting you watch my favorite movie," you sigh, flopping onto the couch, hands covering your face.

He stops short and looks back at you, "Have you the wing?" He bows and giggles, then turns back around to continue on with his search.

"You're back!" Your sister shouts while she snatches Benji up into her arms, covering the small boy in kisses. "Did you have so much fun with Auntie today? Why are we shouting Princess Bride quotes?" She gasps, "Did you get to meet the dread pirate Roberts??"

Benji looks up at her in confusion, "What? No Mom, we saw Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson! And guess WHAT!"

"Ohhh, what?!"

He whispers into her ear and throws his head back laughing like a tiny evil madman.

"You did what???!" She laughs.

You groan from the couch.

She walks both of them over to you.

"Did I understand him correctly, is there something we should know? Are you betrothed to a super soldier?"

"I'm gonna go throw up," you groan again.

Sweating doesn't even begin to cover it.

Your entire body feels like it's on fire.

You agreed to meet Bucky for a late lunch the following day. You've been sitting on the floor by your closet for what you thought was 30 minutes now, staring into the clothing abyss, spiraling into an internal panic.

You don't go on dates. You keep to yourself. It's comfortable. Living in a combined household with your sister and her small family you're certainly never alone.

What are you even supposed to talk about?

Your current job is nothing super exciting to talk about. You do like to go to concerts and musicals... However you can't really imagine the 106-year-old super soldier going to a pop punk or metal show, nor do you imagine him attending Wicked 3 times. Note to self: do not bring up Rogers the musical. Yikes.

Your sister has already talked you off a ledge 3 times since last night when you got home.

While still wallowing in self pity and loathing, two outfits are scattered by you and you have three more in your arms.

Your sister walks by your open door and backtracks peering in.

"Y/n," she sighs, "just wear the first outfit. You'll look great, I promise." She walks over and grabs the armful of clothes from you, dumping them on the bed and grabbing the first outfit. Your favorite pair of black jeans and a sweater you bought specifically because it was so damn soft.

The doorbell rings and your eyes widen. "He's early?!"

"He's on time, you would have noticed if you weren't staring into space for the last hour."

"WHAT?!"

"Don't worry we'll keep him distracted while you finish getting ready."

"Oh sure, don't worry. That fills me with all the confidence..."

"Benji has already asked him to marry you, what's the worst that could happen now?"

"I don't even want to think about the answer to that. So many possibilities come to mind."

You grab your outfit and start rushing around.

"Can I get you something to drink, Bucky?" Your sister asks while she moves about the room.

Bucky and Benji are seated at the kitchen table, just off from the living room. Benji is across from him with his tiny arms crossed on the table, and a very serious look on his face.

"I'm fine, thanks."

"Ok, I'm sure she'll be down in just a moment. Make yourself at home. Hopefully we will see you around again soon," she smiles, "I'm just gonna go switch the laundry over quickly. Benji," she looks down at him while pointing two fingers at her eyes and then over to him, "behave yourself," she warns while leaving the room.

The table stare down continues.

"Where do you live?" Benji asks.

"In the city," Bucky answers.

"You have a house?" Benji fires back.

"Apartment."

"Own or rent?"

"Rent."

"Where’s your office?"

"I don’t have one."

"How come?"

"I don’t need one."

"Where’s your wife?"

"Don’t have one.."

"Yet," Benji squints with a tiny smirk, "but how come?"

"It's a long story."

"You have kids?"

"No I don’t."

"How come?"

"It's an even longer story."

"Do you prefer dogs or cats?"

"Both are fine."

"Do you have one?"

"I have a cat. Names Alpine."

"Is Steve Rogers really on the moon?"

"What's your record for consecutive questions asked?"

"38."

"He's up there all right." Bucky answers with a nod.

"Your metal arm and regular arm match well with how ginormous your muscles are."

"How nice of you to notice."

"I’m a kid, that’s my job."

Bucky raises a brow, "Why am I getting the 3rd degree here?"

"Just checking in on my investments. If this didn't work I was going to ask our neighbor Frank, but he kind of sucks," Benji shrugs his shoulders.

Before Bucky can question the language and what the 8-year-old said, you walk into the kitchen and quickly look back and forth between the two of them.

"Oh no, how long have you two been alone in here?? What did he say?" You ask Bucky, looking over at Benji quickly after, "What did you say??" Your eyes narrow.

Benji grins and holds your purse up for you. "Have fun storming the castle," he cheekily smiles with that glint in his eyes.

"Benji," you glare down at him.

Bucky clears his throat while standing up from the table. Walking over to you he points to a small bouquet of flowers that were already in a vase waiting on the kitchen table, "Um, these are for you…" he smiles.

"Thank you so much, they're beautiful," your reply is breathless while you look at the arrangement filled with a small mix of your favorites.

"He also gave me this," Benji holds up an RC truck with a Captain America shield painted on the side.

"That was very nice of him, did you say thank you?"

"Duh," he rolled his eyes while grabbing the remote to the car and rolling it out to the living room, "Thanks Future-Uncle Bucky," he grins and chases after it.

"Anyone ever tell you guys he's kind of a strange kid?" Bucky whispers conspiratorially while offering his arm to you.

You throw your head back with a quick laugh. "Oh, you have no idea."

Your date is going better than you expected.

You have managed to not make a complete fool out of yourself so far and both of you seemed to be enjoying your time together.

You have apologized multiple times for Benji's antics.

Bucky laughs, "He reminds me a bit of a young Steve and my sister Rebecca combined. Didn't realize that combo was possible, it's a little terrifying. I hope they have great medical insurance," he jokes.

"His father's a nurse, so we have in-house medical on demand. My sister tried to convince me to go to law school so someone can represent him when he undoubtedly tries to take over the world. Guess I can save some money and time on law school now that we have a super soldier plus a Captain America connection that can potentially stop him before lawyers need to be involved."

"Your sister already welcomed me to the family when she opened the door to let me in," he smirks.

You put your face in your hands, elbows leaning against the table in support.

"Well now you know where her small menace gets it from."

Bucky helps pull your chair out for you as you're both about to leave. As you stand up your purse falls off the back of your chair, spilling some of its contents on the floor when it lands.

Bucky ducks down to help collect your things when something shiny appears next to your chapstick. His eyebrows furrow as he picks both up and holds them up to you.

You let out a slightly strangled cough as you realize what he's holding up to you.

Bucky Barnes was kneeling holding up your peppermint chapstick and your Grandmother's opal ring that was supposed to be safely in your jewelry box at home.

...Benjamin!

Next: Part 3 Lord of the Pins

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