#I love that Uta dressed them

[wigglesdtuff]

a villain should look the part right?

[firstdivisiongirl]

Day 8: Shanks (ft. Uta (platonic)) - You Need To Sleep or Santa Won’t Come

When Uta came up to you 2 years ago and asked you to be her mom, you couldn’t say no.  That’s when you started traveling with the Red haired pirates.  You loved being her mom.  She was the sweetest little girl!  Christmas was Uta’s favorite time of year.  She loved all the glitter, singing Christmas carols for the crew, and especially the presents!

“Mama!!!!  Papa!!!!,” she whined, “I want to stay up and see Santa!”

“Sorry Uta,” Shanks replied, ruffling her multicolored hair, “you have to go to sleep or Santa won’t come.”

“Why not?”

You sighed and crouched down in front of her, “Santa has a lot of toys to deliver and if kids like you stay up, he won’t have time to deliver them all.  And you don’t want another kid to not get their presents, do you?”

She pouted and crossed her arms, “no. But why would he skip the Red Force if I stay up?”

You really didn’t have an answer for that.  Thankfully, It was Uncle Benn to the rescue, “because that’s your punishment for being naughty and not going to bed. No presents for naughty kids.”

Uta nodded and went straight to bed.  “Thanks Benn,” you said, relieved.  You walked over to fill your cup up with more eggnog (to be honest, it was more rum than eggnog).  “Why is this so stressful?  I feel like we crushed her little hopes and dreams,” you sighed before taking a sip of “eggnog”.  

Shanks comes over and kisses your temple, “it’s fine.  She gets it.  Now come on.  I have a plan.”

The next morning Uta woke up and went straight to the tree to see what Santa left.  Santa left all sorts of presents from dolls to dresses to musical equipment for her concerts.  Uta went over to see if Santa ate his cookies she left for him.  Of course the milk and cookies were gone, but in their place was a picture.  It was Santa.  It was signed by Santa and said, “I’m your number one fan.  Sorry I can’t chat.  I can’t let your future fans not get presents!”  She was so happy that she showed everyone on the crew.  You hugged Shanks, “good idea Captain.  I think this will go down in the books.”

He kissed you, “I know.  But can I borrow some money?  I owe Lucky, 100,000,000 berries for this.”

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[bridgetotheskyyy]

Show Off - Utahime

Kinktober Masterlist

Warnings: 18+, mirror sex, reader's a bit of a bimbo, utahime is more dominant, lingerie

A/n: Day 12: Lingerie! I'm fighting for my fucking life guys trying to catch up to kinktober

Word count: 2.0k

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Utahime lifted her gaze up at the miniature store sign above the changing room doors. Stockings!!! And in a cotton-candy neon pink stinging her eyes the longer she held her glare. She sighed.

This was the last place she wanted to be on her off day: Huddled up in the stuffy changing room area of a swanky clothing store, the humidity sticking clothes to her skin. 

But you had insisted (and when had she ever been able to say no to you?), Shoko and Mei Mei voting on the trip as well. It had been unanimous. Utahime had felt particularly betrayed by Shoko. Traitor.

Utahime switched her glare to her phone, the blue-light glare aiding the imminent headache creeping to life. Another sigh.

Of course, there was another reason she didn’t want to be here. Seeing you in tight lingerie was not going to be good for her.

Shoko knew that.

Girls a decade younger giggled as they passed by with their chosen garments packed in designer paper bags. Utahime’s head thudded into the wall.

“How much longer are you guys gonna be?” she whined, fanning herself.

“It won’t be long!” You assured.

“Just a few minutes longer.” Mei Mei’s dulcet tones flitted through the changing room door. 

Utahime snorted to herself. “We all know you’re not going to buy anything.”

Mei peeked out the door, eyes perennially sparkling with ill-intent. “Who said anything about buying?”

Utahime rolled her eyes as  You and Shoko cackled offscreen.

“I found something I like.” That was Shoko. “Having a little trouble with the strap, though —“

Utahime struggled to imagine Shoko being sexy for anybody. But, she supposed, a woman could be sexy for herself. She couldn’t help but ask. “You’re trying on lingerie? What’s the occasion?”

“Why does there have to be an occasion, Uta? Maybe she just wants to look snatched.” Mei Mei echoed her unspoken sentiments.

“In fact, now that we’re on the subject,” Shoko began, “I am seeing a little man on the side.”

You gasped, followed by a harsh zipper sound. “Shoko! You never said!” You sighed wistfully. “Everybody’s got a boo these days.”

Shoko poked her head out this time, smirked at Utahime.

Utahime glared as Shoko giggled and retreated into the changing room.

“Done!” You said.

Anxiety married anticipation in Utahime, whirled her stomach as changing room locks came undone.

Shoko was first, fully dressed again in sweater and jeans — and of course never without a cigarette. “It’s just a bra and I’m buying it,” she said when Utahime gave her a crooked look. “They should let me wear it out if I show them the tag.”

Mei Mei was next, twirling in her new ebony-black corset. “Oh, my paypigs are gonna love this,” she said with a giggle.

Shoko laughed as Mei Mei felt the lacy fabric. Your door opened unceremoniously, jumpscaring the three of them.

Utahime stared wide-eyed and speechless as you presented yourself as though on the runway; it was a matching lacy bra and panties. The cups hugged your breasts in delicious black silk, and lace tickled up your sweet thighs from the stockings. You giggled as Shoko and Mei Mei cooed their approval.

Utahime’s mouth ran dry.

“Do you like it?” You asked her, turning to flash your ass. “Does it look like it fits?”

Utahime swallowed nothing. She composed herself when she felt Shoko smirking, adjusting her baseball cap to conceal a blush she knew was there. 

“It’s — it’s nice,” she told you. “And very pretty on you.”

Your blush tore at Utahime’s heart. “Awww, thanks, Uta!” 

“Let’s check out.” Mei Mei walked from the changing room, the clothes she had arrived with presumably in her bag. “That is, if you ladies are happy with everything?”

“You’re going like that?” Utahime deadpanned. 

“Why, of course!” Mei Mei said, giving another twirl. “Maybe I’ll pick another pig or two on the way home?” 

Mei Mei sashayed out of the changing rooms. 

“Oh, I’m not,” You said, still blushing. You retreated into the changing room and closed the door. “Gotta get this home in one piece, after all! I would have to rip it!”

Shoko sauntered toward Utahime and gave her a wink.

“Take your time,” she murmured before following Mei Mei.

Utahime gave her third sigh of the afternoon and reached down for her bag. 

“Ah!”

Utahime lifted her gaze to your door. “Are you all right?”

“Yeah, it’s just — ah, this hook, it’s so stubborn.” Your elbow must have knocked against one of the walls; there was a thump, then another. “Ah, I can’t get it. Uta, d’you think you could come in and help me?”

Utahime’s handbag fell from her hands. “Uh … Y— Yes, sorry, uh, just a second!”

Utahime’s hand quivered over the door; it wasn’t locked. She walked in on trembling legs.

Your back was turned to her, facing the full-body mirror, gaze lowered as you focused on the strap buckle. You groaned after another failed attempt to unhook it.

“You know what, maybe I won’t buy it,” You quipped with a nervous laugh. You glanced in the mirror at Utahime, almost for approval. That was funny, right?

Utahime laughed as she approached, wiping sweaty hands on her jeans. “It’d be a shame; it looks really pretty on you.”

You met Utahime’s gaze in the mirror. She cleared her throat. Slowly, you turned to her. A few seconds of silence as you smiled up at her.

“What’s the point of sexy lingerie if you can’t get out of it?” You said — purred.

Utahime blinked. Had she — had she heard you correctly?

You stepped toward her. “Help me get out of this, Uta?” You batted imploring eyelashes. “Please?”

Utahime’s lips parted as you came forward to plant yours against her jaw. Utahime flinched, froze, her heart drumming in her ears as you kissed down the outline of her jaw to her neck. 

“(Y/n) —!”

She had let you back her into the wall opposite the mirror. Utahime tried to grasp you to stop you — it was a bad idea; everywhere she touched was naked skin or skin housed in lace. You were soft to the touch everywhere.

“Mmm … Yes?”

“What are you doing?” Panic sprang in Utahime’s voice. 

“Mmm …” You raised your head to meet her eye. “Kissing you, silly. What do you think?”

“No,” Utahime moaned. She fixed her hands to your hips as you continued smooching her neck. “Stop. You’re — you’re drunk.”

You faced her again, a soft glare there. “I’m not drunk.” Your hand snaked down her thigh, coming to caress her clothed sex. “I’ve never been more sober, or conscious, of what I’m doing.”

Utahime shivered. She bit her lip as you massaged her cunt through her jeans. Your breasts crushed against hers as you kissed her full on the mouth. Utahime parted her lips in shock, inadvertently inviting your tongue to rub against hers. You bucked against her as you explored her mouth. The friction — 

Utahime felt a damn break; she flipped, flattened you against the wall. She broke the kiss, looked down at you.

“Fine then,” she said. “If this is what you want …!”

Her hand slipped past your silk panties, not yet paid for, and played with your moist slit.

“A—ahah …!” You threw your head back as Utahime slipped fingers into the slit of your cunt. “N — No fair, I think you — hah — should get out of your clothes, too …”

Utahime swept two fingers against your clit, relished your startled moan. She nestled toward your ear. “You’re in no place to make demands.” She yanked your panties down and continued her work on you, fiddling with your clit as you gasped. “Dragging me to this place to watch you prance around like a little slut. You know this set is too small for you, and yet you still …”

She scissored her fingers and squeezed them between your clit, jerking it off as she kissed at the shell of your ear.

“Aah! Ha— aha!” 

“Pipe down,” Utahime ordered, fondling one of your tits. “You want the whole store to hear you?”

Her hand, so occupied with your tit, wandered behind you and, with only one hand unhooked your bra. It fell away to your waist before Utahime threw it to the floor. 

You stared, half-naked and breathless, face brushed with red. “How … can I make it up to you?”

Utahime licked her lips — until she realized she could lick you and brought her fingers from your cunt to suck on. She paused in thought before glancing to the mirror. 

“Take those off.” She motioned toward the panties. “Then sit by the mirror.”

You did as instructed, leaving the stockings on. You strolled to the mirror and sat. 

“Spread your legs,” Utahime said. 

You did so. Utahime knelt by your, steadied on her knees. She brought one hand to cup and play with your neglected breast while the other snaked down the plane of your stomach to your cunt. 

“Look at yourself.” She spread your lips, the slick pooled like a honeypot for you to witness. “So you wanted this? To let me see your slutty clothes?”

You whined as Utahime flicked at your lobe, circled your clit with her fingers.

“Y—Yes!”

“You’re worse than Mei Mei.” Utahime slapped your cunt and you flinched from the sting. “Face the mirror. When I take you home tonight, you’re going to undress me and get me off.”

Utahime sunk her fingers into your slick entrance. She pinched and toyed with your nipple as you squirmed in her care. As ordered, your eyes remained fixed to the mirror. 

“You’re going to eat me out and suck on my clit.” Utahime paused as you cried out; she’d found the rough skin of your g-spot while her thumb flicked at your clit. “That’s how you’re going to make it up to me, understand?”

You arched in her hold as she teased you with a potential orgasm. You nodded frantically. “Yes, yes! Oh, god, I want that so much!”

Utahime kissed and sucked at your neck, adding a third finger at last to your torment. You sucked her fingers in with fervor. She thumbed harder at your clit, her other hand forcing one of your tits up to suck at its nipple.

You trembled as her tongue swirled around your bud, the pace of her fingers impossible to keep up with.

“I’m gonna — aha —!”

Utahime withdrew her fingers.

You gasped. “No! No!”

She caressed your face, slick with your wetness, and forced you to look at her from over your shoulder. 

“I’ve loved you for so long,” she said. “I want you to look at me when you cum, all right?”

You nodded, eyes dreamy. You trembled with anticipation as she snaked her hand back down to your needy cunt and submerged her fingers in again.

You captured Utahime’s lips, kissing and licking her tongue as her fingers worked your insides and clit. 

A string of saliva bridged your lips and hers as you parted, eyes widening with the coming climax.

“Cum for me,” Utahime urged. “Mhm, c’mon, you can do it, cum, cum —“

Utahime cupped your mouth in time to stifle your scream. You clenched around her fingers, but she kept massaging that perfect spot inside you. You fell backward, into bliss and into her as she rode you through your orgasm. 

Utahime watched you fall apart in the mirror. She couldn’t have dreamed of a prettier sight. “That’s a good girl, finally doing what you’re told.”

You came down from your high. You stared up at her dreamily. Utahime withdrew her fingers again, licking away your orgasm from her pruney fingers. 

“Did you know I had feelings for you?” Utahime asked as you came down.

Your eyes glittered. “No — I hoped you did! Oh no!” You looked to your drenched stockings, then to the bra and panties strewn over. “I didn’t pay for those!”

“Don’t worry.” Utahime said. “I’ll buy them for you. I want to see you in them again.”

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine taking UTA and Luffy trick or treating with Shanks

Shanks: thanks for doing this, I know you probably had other plans for tonight.

You: *a friend of Makino's who volunteered to take Luffy for the night* It's really no problem, my plans changed when my friend got sick and had to cancel her party, so figured I take Luffy for the night, so both he and Makino could have fun.

Shanks: A party? Is that why you're in costume? Well, Uta'll be pleased, she was very insistent about all of us dressing up for her first time trick or treating.

You: Oh it's her first time?

Shanks: yeah it's something that's only practiced here in the East Blue

Luffy: Hurry up you two, people are starting to go already.

Uta: Yeah! If you take too much longer there isn't gonna be any candy left!

Shanks: Yes, yes, we're coming.... I like your costume by the way, it suits you.

Uta: ( TT n TT) What about my costume?

Shanks: Yours is gorgeous my sweet.

You: *nods your head* I can tell you put in a lot of work into it.

Uta: whatever, I have candy to collect. *runs off *

An hour later

Uta: *notices the way Shanks is looking at you*

Luffy: *runs to you and jumps into your arms* Look! Look! That house was passing out full sized candy bars!

You: oh wow, never seen that in this neighborhood before.

Uta and Shanks: *come over from playing a game at a neighboring house*

Shanks: what's going on?

Luffy: Uta, this house is giving away full sized candy bars. Jumps down*

Uta: EHH! No way! I want one! *pulls Luffy towards the door and rings the bell.*

Old lady: *answers the door*

Uta and Luffy: Trick or treat!

Old lady: *looks between Uta and Luffy, before glancing up at you and Shanks* Oh my, how scary! Who do we have here?

Luffy: I'm a pirate

Uta: and I'm a pop star. *Throws up a peace sign and winks*

Old Lady: I can see, you're very sparkly, dear. *let's Uta pick out a full sized candy bar from a selection* Now I believe I already gave you candy bar.

Luffy: *grins and nods* he he, yeah, thanks, I just came to bring her. You've already paid the toll.

Shanks: *wraps his arm over your shoulders and sighs*

Old lady: *catches the red head out of the corner of her eye and hands Luffy two more candy bars* Why don't you take these to your lovely parents. *Gestures towards you and Shanks*

Uta and Luffy: *look over at you two*

Uta: That's my dad! Keep your hands to yourself!

Luffy: but he's the one touching them?

Uta: and you're not my brother *shoves Luffy and marches over to you*, and you're a stranger.

Shanks: *mutters* Hopefully not for long.

Uta: What was that!

Shanks: I mean, I know we've only met a few times, but I want to get to know you.

You: really?

Uta: What!

Shanks: yeah, *ignoring his child* if that's okay.

You: okay, sure.

Uta: This is not happening!

Luffy: what's the big deal, it's not like they'll be setting sail with you... wait! If they get to go, take me too!

Uta: *throws the first punch* You're not coming either.

Luffy: You wanna go, fine, winner gets to go with Shanks, loser gets to stay here with my Grandpa. *Dodges Uta's fist and throws a punch of his own*

Shanks: Uta, knock it off!

Uta: More like, knock him out, cause that's what I'm gonna do. *gut punches Luffy

You: Luffy, you don't hit girls.

Luffy: no, you don't hit people weaker than you, which makes her free game, because she's older and bigger, and she knows how to defend herself.

You: does she?

Shanks: yeah, I wanted to make sure she could stand up for herself, and others *Pulls them apart and has to wrestle back Luffy.* Stop moving, ya damn brat!

Luffy: Never! *Flails harder*

Uta: *knows better than to fight Shanks on this and sulks beside you,* He would never choose you over me.

You: I promise I would never ask him to choose me over you. Okay? *Holds out your pinky*

Uta: *hooks your pinky in hers* I'll hold you to that while making no promises of my own.

You: I want you to get to know me as well, for Luffy, you're an important friend of his. So that makes you important to me too.

Uta: Fine, I guess I'll be doing you a big favor, because I'm gonna be famous one day. I'm gonna become the best singer in the world.

You: Well I guess I'll have to get tickets to your concert when it comes to this island.

Uta: You'd come see me perform!

You: I'd love to hear you sing, you could even pick the song.

Uta: I'm performing at Makino's bar tomorrow night at three, don't be late. Oh, and ticket cost a candy bar.

You: Yes, you make have my bar, and I'll be there a two thirty, and you can tell me the tales of the adventures of Uta and Luffy.

Uta: *points* HA! They agree with me, Luffy!

Luffy: Wait what?

Uta: They agree with me that "Uta and Luffy" is a much better than "Luffy and Uta."

Luffy: What! (Y/n), you're my friend, you're not supposed to agree with her!

Shanks: Sorry kid, "Uta and Luffy" flows better.

Luffy: I'd suddenly rather be home with Makino.

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[beanghostprincess]

Hi again! And yes I am just as normal about Buggy and Uta interacting.

What I love more about Uta at Karai Bari. It's that Buggy went from a wet sad cat to a dry unbothered cat. And how it completely GALLS Crocodile (Mihawk would be more amused up until it's HIS turn to be treated like that.)

Like meetings during Uta's visit, Buggy is a completely different person and acts like any other business man if he's absolutely needed (which is barely). He's not looking at them, just the papers. He's almost monotoned with every answer, showing that he's obviously bored. Hell, he'd be as bold as to file his nails and clean the underside, not giving a flying fuck.

But as soon as the meetings over, and Galdino comes by saying Uta is waiting by the entrance, Buggy is practically beaming and is the first to leave. Not even as much as a 'see you guys later.' Nada.

While it's true that they don't mess with Uta, they come to find out another scary similarity between them.

They both garner a legions worth of followers. All of whom are willing to do ANYTHING for their idol. While Crocodile and Mihawk aren't afraid of Buggy's fans.... they sure as fuck are wary of Uta's. (Coff coff Uta uses that as shovel talk to any of Buggy suitors coff coff)

What really balms Crocodile is when Buggy and Uta are exchanging dressing styles. More specifically, when it's Uta's turn to dress up Buggy in more mature idol wear. He and Mihawk wouldn't necessarily complain of the view, just that they can't nothing about it.

(I feel like Uta would actually love wearing Buggy's comfy style for a while. Is it all over the place? Yes. But she loves not having to constantly worry about staining her white dress. She'll find the ringleader is to be her absolute favorite.)

Buggy tho, he'd be a bit more shy of wearing those type of stage outfits for a day. (Im thinking KDA Ahri or Evelyn types of fit), but Uta, her girlfriend Perona, and her bestie Pudding would just hype him up!

This is actually sooo sweet!

I love how Buggy doesn't care about anything other than Uta when she's around and how protective she is of him, also. I think he doesn't even realize she's that dangerous. Like he knows she can fight on her own and protect herself but imo he sees her as his gorgeous, cute, wonderful girl, so of course he doesn't realize she's fucking crazy. "She's very normal she doesn't bite" she indeed bites.

And the two of them exchanging styles is something so funny because Uta would look extremely gorgeous even with comfier clothes. And Buggy would look surprisingly stunning in idol clothes. Mihawk and Crocodile have a bit of an awakening here but they can't really do anything about it because Uta is around. She's scary, too. As long as she is there they won't touch their clown. (<- Buggy has no idea this is happening btw).

So you have Uta, Perona, and Pudding (Cross Guild's princesses, ofc) cheering Buggy up because he looks GREAT and he feels like the most stunning person in the world because there's nothing better than his dear princesses being so supportive. Mihawk doesn't even know what the hell Perona is doing here but he doesn't want to know (but she knows he is suffering every second because they can't have a moment alone with Buggy, so she will stay even more time only to be annoying).

[mytheoristavenue]

Day 10-

OP Tafalgar Law x Reader - Christmas Shopping

Summary: Law struggles to slip away from you during your shopping trip long enough to find a gift for you.

Warnings: short/rushed, grammar, grumpy!Law, pre-established relationship, takes place before the events of Film: Red but after Uta's debute, fluff

This was hellish to Law. Trapped in a seaside shopping center the week of Christmas, being drug along by you. His every upper appendage was occupied by some type of box or bag, even separate ones dangerously dangling from separate fingers. The worst part of this was, that even though he'd passed billions of things you'd love, he couldn't stop to get them without being noticed.

Suddenly, law nearly jumped out of his skin, hearing you squeal. Before he could react, you were pulling him into a pop culture shop and dancing giddily in front of a display. "You're kidding..." he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Oh, come on, Traffy!" you whined. "Anything from here and we can cross Bepo off the list! He'd love it!" The captain's shoulders dropped in defeat, looking across the table of Uta merchandise. "Please, babe?"

"Fine," he scoffed, knowing he could never tell you otherwise. "Two things maxium."

You squealed again in delight and went to work picking out the best options. "Thank you, thank you!"

Now that you were busy, he could look around the shop himself. Wandering off and surveying the selection they had, he noticed a very soft, plush blanket in your favorite color. Glancing over his shoulder and seeing you still tied up, he carefully took it off the shelf and held it in front of himself, letting gravity unfold it. Oh, yeah. It was plenty big, much more than any old throw blanket. Cautiously, he rolled it up and stuffed it under his arm and began to creep towards the check out counter. When suddenly...

"Hey, hun, whatcha got there?" The gig was up and he sighed.

"Nothing," he deadpanned, unceremoniously tossing it onto an incorrect shelf. "Did you get the stuff for Bepo picked out?"

Uh huh!" you chirped, shoving a CD and a boxed figurine into his hands. "What do you think?"

"Perfect, now let's move on."

-----

A short while later, the pair of you were sharing some lunch from the shopping center, when Law noticed your gaze fixed on something. Following it, his eyes landed on a boutique window with a mannequin wearing a lovely dress in that special hue. "I wish I had something like that," you mused. "Not that I'd ever have an occasion to wear it to."

"I have to use the bathroom," he said suddenly, jumping up. "You should go on ahead of me. I'll meet you at the bookstore."

You looked up at him, puzzled. "The bookstore? That's all the way on the other side of the center, we should go there last."

"No." he insisted. "They..." he paused for a moment. "They close earlier than all the other stores. I wanna get there with time to look around."

You thought for a moment before smiling. "You're right, you're so smart, Traffy!"

-----

With you now all the way across the shopping center, Law had the perfect opportunity to slip away and get you that dress. And he did indeed, with minimal need for assistance. Little did he know as he strutted out of the store, bag in hand, what the 'thing' you were referring to in the window, was actually the diamond necklace that the staff had used to accessorize the dress.

Oh well, at least he could cross you off his Christmas list.

[shanksxbuggy]

do you have headcanons for buggy and shanks?

I’d say most of my headcanons are influenced by fan content and other people’s headcanons. I’ll see a headcanon or take and either be like yeah that’s cool or no that doesn’t seem right to me.

But since you got me thinking, I tried listing some that came to mind! Some of these are just silly or fun headcanons.

Buggy has advanced Observation Haki, and he does have the potential for Conqueror’s Haki, he’s just unaware of it and it only comes out occasionally and unconsciously. It makes him immune to other people’s Conqueror’s Haki as well.

Shanks can’t keep a stable relationship not because he’s a player, but because he’s a pretty shitty romantic partner. Shanks is a great friend and Captain to have, but as a boyfriend he will neglect you and make you do the legwork in the relationship. He needs someone like Buggy to pull him along and force him to pay attention. Buggy is the one who keep things afloat.

They genuinely tried to get over each other and move on after Loguetown. See other people and forget what was lost. But in the end, the first heartbreak between them was too strong, and neither could really get over it. They fucked over each other’s romantic prospects, unaware of what they did.

Shanks has had many offers of people willing to be his partner, to wait for him. But he could never make any promises because the moment Buggy ever came back into his life he’d drop anyone to go back to his old childhood love. 💔

Buggy used to be a pickpocket as a kid, and his obsession with stealing came from how he used to live on the streets.

Shanks used to believe all babies came from treasure chests. (Roger said it as a joke). Shanks believed it and thought he and Buggy could have their own treasure chest baby in the future. One day Rayleigh forced Roger to sit the boys down and drop the truth on them.

Since they were kids, Buggy was good at math and science, meanwhile Shanks barely knows his multiplication tables.

Their tastes are so different they love all the foods the other doesn’t like, so at meals they’re always eating off each other’s plates.

Shanks was closest to Roger, but Buggy was closer to Rayleigh and Scopper.

They we’re each other’s firsts in almost everything. Buggy first put out after the crew separated and that’s why he was especially pissed when Shanks gave up on their dream.

Shanks promised Roger before he died that he’ll take care of Buggy. He feels bad that he wasn’t able to keep his promise.

They collected every single one of each other’s bounty posters over the years. Buggy uses Shanks’ posters as target practice. Shanks keeps Buggy’s posters somewhere private where he can look at it by himself.

Buggy doesn’t give a shit about gender, he dresses how he wants. He’ll wear skirts, stockings, high heels, and of course he loves make up and accessories.

With Shanks down an arm, Buggy will just casually lend him an arm to help him with things. Pouring drinks, opening jars, helping clean and fold laundry, or even just to scratch his back. Buggy does it without thinking, and Shanks thinks it’s the sweetest thing anyone could do for him.

Shanks is obsessed with Buggy’s hair. He’ll run his fingers through it for as long as he can until Buggy shoves him away.

Buggy has drunkenly confessed to Shanks that if he had to choose a third for them, he’d choose Mihawk.

Buggy is a terrific dancer and he’s super flexible. He moves like a trainer acrobat. Shanks can do a jig but he’s not good at graceful dances like Buggy.

Buggy never wanted kids, but Uta is the exception. She’s a great performer like him, and he can teach her all of his showmanship skills. Buggy’s the type to say he hate kids, but once he actually gets one, he becomes wholeheartedly attached.

Shanks is not a frequent bather, meanwhile Buggy has a 15 step skincare, hair, and make up routine he does every morning. Buggy will forcibly drag Shanks to wash up so he doesn’t stink up the place.

Buggy is the breadwinner between the two. He brings in good money through his mercenary and weapons business and in general is good with finances. He supports Shanks who always seems to be barely escaping poverty.

They’ll fight and ‘divorce’ for the fiftieth time, but they’ll always come back to each other in the end. Shanks will re-propose after each breakup, and Buggy accepts it every time.

[stormruff]

ALL ABOUT MY OC:

author's notes on pink

Name actually: Nicodorium D. Akane.

current age: 22

She's Shanks adopted daugther, and is part of the Redhair Pirates. extremely loyal to Shanks.

biologically the daughter of a vice-admiral.

She was born on an island in the East Blue.

She is part of the lost group "elementals"

I created this "race", I don't know how to call this, but basically this Group, can control a basically element, water, wind, fire and land, and in each sea (East Blue, North Blue, South Blue, West Blue) there is an elemental island.

And in them the devil fruits of each element probably originated primarily. (Mera Mera no mi, Kaze Kaze no mi, Mizu Mizu no mi and Tochi Tochi no mi) and whoever is born on one of these islands can control a certain element (example: if you are born on the island of fire, you control fire and speak with spirite of fire.)

location of the elemental islands:

Water island, South Blue.

Flame island, North Blue.

Land Island:

West Blue. Wind Island: East Blue.

These islands were hunted by the world government, for helping pirates and for having a relationship with the Poneglyphs. three islands were exterminated, leaving only the one in East Blue.

The name of the island she lived on was Kazemandia. only pirates knew about the island. That's why the world government sent Akane's parents to infiltrate the island for six years. Akane was born on this island, so she is an elemental. She had a lot of potential, and from the moment she learned to speak she heard the voice of the wind. she learned archery from her parents and to play the flute from the natives.

At the time, her parents were navy captains under orders from Admiral Sengoku. when the time was right they issued the Buster Call. Several vice admirals were called, including, at the time, Vice Admiral Kizaru.

Akane fled the village, going to the coast and hiding among the rocks, she thought her parents had died.

She looked through the crack at a man dressed in a navy robe, along with two other marines.

Her parents.

They went to the navy ship, and a yellow light appeared, decimating the entire village.

Luckily, the place she hid was not hit, but she could see the island in flames, her parents kill the people who welcomed them. You didn't move for three days straight. She was hungry, thirsty, with heatstroke, she will die in some days. When she feels a cold hand on your forehead and nothing after this... she was rescued for Shanks and his crew, As he already been in the Pirate King's ship, he knows all about that island, as Gol D. Roger had already been in Kazemandia, years ago.

Heyy I"m gonna make a post telling this story 'bout Akane meeting the red Haired pirates and Uta <333333

Her personality:

She is so educated (Shanks teach her omgg) even with the enemies, in marine she reffers to him based in his patent (Adimiral Aokiji, Fleet Adimiral Sengoku/Akainu, Vice Adimiral Garp) always when she talked, the only people she's dirrespect is her biological father, Kizaru and Teach.

She absolutely loves greeted fish (especialy if it was made by Lucky Roux)

She calls Red Haired pirates officals to Uncles (Uncle Yasopp, Uncle Beck, Uncle Hongo) except Monster.

She calls Rayleigh and Shakky like this.

She has three types of haki, but the most advanced is observation haki. (she's a shooter, Yasopp's apprentice, omggg)

Despite being super polite, she has very short patience. (Shanks sees Buggy in her)

she has a pet eagle. A female. her name is Komodoro.

she and Monster fight A LOT, and when it's not Akane who's fighting with him, it's Komodoro.

She is a very powerful archer, she uses Haki in the post-timeskip to coat her arrows but in the pre-timeskip she had arrows coated in Kairoseki.

One of her weapons (in addition to the bow) is a transverse flute, and she is a great flutist, with the flute she can create super strong wind waves, and shape them however she wants.

She can imitate the power of almost all paramecia-type Devil Fruits (almost like Katakuri does with his Devil Fruit, ).

She learns very quickly, in the middle of a battle, for example, she can imitate an attack in a matter of seconds. (she learned how to use Kamusari, the move originating from Gol D. Roger that Shanks used to stop Kid's attack)

I'm going to release a one-shot of her with Ace. I don't know when but I'll do it.

[pochipop]

＃KAZE TO KI NO UTA !! ♡ — I STEEP YOUR HEART IN MY CHAMOMILE TEA (SERGE X GILBERT).

#. synopsis! — serge will love gilbert until the day he dies .

#. characters! — serge x gilbert .

#. warnings! — angst, explicit mentions of death and canon-typical dark content .

#. word count! — 1.4k .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @hhoneypop (moodboards) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

#. a/n! — please accept my humble kazeki spotify playlist <3

It was never that Gilbert didn’t love Serge as much as Serge loved him. No, it wasn’t a matter of choice, or want, or desire, —it was a matter of possibility. By the time they met, it was much too late, although Serge never wanted to believe it. He was a smart young lad, but a child is always a child. And Gilbert was a child too, even if he didn’t seem it at times. They were doomed from the start; by the heavens, by God, by earthly forces and celestial ones alike. They were doomed by every season, by every whisper of wind, by every hand that had ever touched Gilbert’s aching frame, stealing more of him away.

When he met Serge, there was nothing left to give, no matter how badly he’d wanted to. He was a void, some cosmic hole of nothingness that sucked things in and never spat them out. He was broken, and tattered, and torn at every edge, —and he did love Serge for whatever that was worth, but in the end, it wasn’t much. Gilbert was living on Serge’s borrowed time, feeding off his warmth, pulling him under. . .

The sun sets upon another day, one that Gilbert never saw, and Serge sits alone in his room, dressed in clothes that don’t feel like his own. Because they aren’t. He’s always been more tall than he’s ever been proud, and this ruffled collar and gold-buttoned vest may have looked dashing on his father, but they swallow Serge up just like Gilbert used to; trading one prison for another.

At least when it was Gilbert’s doing, Serge felt more like himself.

But here he sits in this stuffy manor, brown eyes flickering across the ornate paintings hung about the room. They’re all trimmed in subtle bronze, carved into filligrous vines, and it’s all so melodramatic that it’s giving him a headache just staring at them. The art itself is expertly done, —mostly flowers and cabins stuffed somewhere off in the woods. For a moment, Serge thinks to himself that he should have run somewhere like that with Gilbert, somewhere they could have hidden themselves away from the world for as long as it took him to get well. Forever, maybe, if that’s what he needed. 

It’s a pipedream now though. Gilbert is gone; has been gone for years, and yet Serge still finds himself thinking of him as if he were soon to walk through the door at any moment’s notice. He can’t eat chestnuts without tasting Gilbert’s burnt flesh on their surface, can’t sleep in any bed without the ghost of Gilbert’s arms encircling him, —and sometimes they’re softer than others, but they never change their size. Sometimes when he closes his eyes, Serge can still smell Gilbert on his sheets; one’s that he never even laid on. He hears his voice when he plays piano, humming along to the melodies he plays, —he feels him when the wind rustles, when the sun shines, and when rain takes over the skies.

If there’s one thing Serge knows for certain, it’s that Gilbert will live inside him for as long as it takes to make things right. He’ll apologize a million times for mistakes he never had the chance to make, and he’ll pour an extra cup of chamomile tea, even though Gilbert probably wouldn’t have liked it anyway.

He’ll sit and think far too often about how Gilbert would have grown in tandem with him, —getting taller, and warmer, and kinder, like Serge was melting ice in his palms. He’ll visit his grave and tell him about his days, even if he’s never really felt Gilbert there where his name is carved into marble and brownstone. He’s the only one who ever visits these days, and it would be a shame to let his resting place become some overgrown mound of weeds. Maybe Gilbert wouldn’t mind, but Serge does.

He’ll try not to cry as much as the days go by. Time hasn’t healed his wounds the way he thought it would, —but he’s not doing himself any favors with the way he digs his fingers around in them every morning, desperate to keep them festering like some metaphorical maw of devotion. It’s what Gilbert always did, picking at his cuts and his bruises to keep them around.

Serge will bleed on every inch of Lacombrade Academy, then on every stone on the streets of Paris, just as Gilbert would have wanted.

He’ll carry this guilt like a cross on his shoulders, —unadulterated and proud, each step heavy with the weight of remorse. Serge will lug this love like a burden and a gift from some forsaken savior, a constant companion, shaping to the contours of his soul, merging down to the muscle. This is where he feels closest to the writhing boy he lost to the rain and the mud and the horrors of his mind. This is where he feels Gilbert so strongly; in the sinews of his being, rotting on the inside but sickeningly sugar-coated.

He puts an extra cube of sugar in Gilbert’s tea and watches it dissolve, then takes a sip of his own.

It’s mild, —floral, and maybe it would be soothing if Serge allowed for it to be. He won’t, of course.

Shadows dance off the walls in the late evening light. The air is thick with melancholy, the kind that permeates the tea in Serge’s delicate porcelain cup. He almost smiles when a whisper of wind from the open window makes the curtains quiver and snuffs out the candlelight on the clothed table. Gilbert never did like romantic gestures. He preferred something raw and much less tangible, clawing at Serge until he came apart, just so he’d put him back together.

And he always did. . . Until he couldn’t. Serge always knew how to fix Gilbert; how to pull him in and soothe the ache, until the echoes got louder, until Gilbert got high enough to block them out, even when it came at the cost of blocking Serge out with them. At least he was delirious at the end. It’s a somber sort of comfort knowing Gilbert wasn’t in the right mind when it all came crashing down, —but more than that, it’s a reminder to Serge that it’s his solemn duty to keep those memories alive until he’s food for the worms to eat.

There wasn’t enough love in the world to save Gilbert from himself, and Serge has yet to reconcile with the bitter truth that he knew that all along. He’d known it from the moment they met in that claustrophobic dorm room when Gilbert came crashing in, teetering on the edge. It was only a matter of time before his sadness caught up to him. He was running from ghosts and the whispers of his mind, from the attention he craved and begged for, and found in the arms of whatever upperclassman or old, nasty man he could sink his teeth into for a night.

And Serge couldn’t kiss that away.

He couldn’t ever hold Gilbert tight enough, so he settled. He settled for the tanned hands brushing golden strands from his face, caressing him gently even when he begged to be hurt. He settled for whispered words against his neck instead of canines on his flesh, for big, brown, innocent eyes that were just so disgustingly kind. Gilbert settled for love when he wanted to be hurt.

Worst of all, he liked it.

He liked how Serge held his cheeks and kissed his tears away and how he always kept the promises he made.

Now, Serge sifts through memories of pale skin and lean muscle, —emerald eyes that never really had a spark. But heaven knows they were so, so pretty when Gilbert wanted them to be. His heart wanes like the humble moon, the ache of loss still ever-present, no matter where he goes. He lives with a chill that follows him wherever he ventures, undeterred by the warmth of his tender memories or the cup of quickly cooling tea in his palms.

Gilbert’s love was never perfect, and it never came without great costs, but Serge would have traveled to every end of the Earth to keep it. He’d have paid every price imaginable just to pull him from the depths and breathe new life into his fragile lungs.

But it’s too late now. . . So Serge sits alone at this table, holding a cup of chamomile tea the way he once held both their hopes and sorrows. He clings to what he has left, —the reminders of what he lost and what he gained. 

The last sip lingers like Gilbert’s lips always did on his collarbones, and Serge settles the empty cup back onto its saucer.

[kyotakumrau]

2024.02.16-17 sukekiyo at Kyoto Gekijo

I really wanted to write about each show separately but then the 17th was filled with too many exciting things and there was no time. So I'll try about them together. And because of the setlists it also feels like they both belong together anyway.

2.16 The first day flow felt like the young idol started bright and excited, innocent, but then fell, experiencing the dirty side of love and people, but wanted to find love somehow anyway. And it finished with 呼吸・kokyuu...

As the BGM they are playing another movie (sound only).

5 minutes to and then at 6:30 the theatre buzzer sounded to signal the start of the show.

They had the usual see through screen in front of the stage (always done for the seated shows). sukekiyo and the tour name appeared as the snow was softly falling in the dark. At the same time band members walked on the stage, Takumi first, followed by Yuchi and Mika, then utA and Kyo last.

And Takumi started the piano melody of Margaret. It's so nice that they again chose to start with the last song from the previous tour, like they're creating a connection between then and now.

The stage was mostly their normal setting, but Kyo's stand had a dark bouquet laying in the middle of the table, I'm pretty sure it was the one with the doll in it that he shared in his Instagram story. There was also a high chair on the right side of his stand, right next to it.

And a new addition were big light bulbs hanging on wires over the stage, one over each band member hanging lower and four more a bit higher, nine in total. When グロス・Gloss started they lit up but dimmed when song got quieter.

During 愛した心臓・Aishita shinzo Kyo was dancing, he also came close the screen stretching his arm towards audience. (but I'm always unsure how much they can see from the other side because of how the light works on the screen), he crouched when dancing. Kyo was very dancey, utA as well (I was sitting on utA's side that night, aisle seat though).

They all wore outfits from their last artist photos. utA's hair was more standing, full 90s visual kei style. Kyo changed his look having a very different hairstyle. Because he shaved his head to get a new tattoo in January his hair is still very short, like in Citta he glued things on though, for sukekiyo he had two thin pink braids, one on each side, styled in a way they created two rings. And he had the porcelain doll effect make up, shiny face with drawn eyebrows, dark eye make up and full lips. The back of his dress is quite open so we could see his tattooed back. And he wore pink tabi boots to complete the look. (you can check those tweets 1️⃣ 2️⃣ to see fans drawings of him, just pls don't repost)

Both Candis and Valentina were quite fun with the pen lights. And this part had a lot of dancey songs that even come with set dance moves... But since it was a seated show it was only Kyo dancing, with other band members rocking and jumping as well, fans had to endure and stay in their seats😂

With 口に林檎・kuchi ni ringo the stage went darker and Kyo was lit up by his mic stand's pink light. aftermath followed with the soft dark mood in the venue and the video on the screen. Some of the autumn temple has been edited and changed to pink cherry blossoms with petals scattering. Kyo sang standing by his mic stand, illuminated in pink.

And after the song ended Takumi played the piano melody that starts the session. Kyo softly walked towards the chair and sat with one leg over the other, very dignified, like a film noir singer or a diva. A black clothed staff member walked on the stage from the left side holding a make up case and started to 'do' Kyo's make up. He patted Kyo's face with a towel, he then used a sponge and a brush, then 'did' Kyo's lips. I don't think he actually changed anything but it was a part of the performance. Kyo stayed seated almost motionless through the whole process.

Then Kyo softly got up and walked to his mic stand, the session continued as Kyo joined singing. The cheerful idol from the start of the concert was gone by now, the innocence lost. The want, the hurt, the darker feelings took place to create someone new.

訪問者X・HomonshaX had Kyo dancing like a bug, very different from the way he danced as a cute idol.

It felt to me that the lights towards the end of the performance were changing between red - fiery, angry and strong - and blue - calmer and sadder, to me it felt like there was a battle of various emotions inside of our heroine. I aways have a ton of respect for Mika who is creating the visualisations for the shows. Like during 変わってくれませんでしょうか・kawattekuremasendeshouka? when the front screen is very simple and the sides are dark with water falling over Kyo in the middle as the rain is supposed to wash everything away.

During 夢見ドロ・Yumemidoro Kyo was dancing more seductively, even wrapped his leg around the mic stand, baring it to the people. During Scarlet Kyo was pointing his lips with his index finger, 'I want you to kiss me'. Even broken things want to find love.

And at the end the acceptance came and resignation. Ending with 呼吸・kokyu had many people crying, if they were not crying by then anyway.

At the end Kyo slowly turned and left the stage. The end credits started on the screen, the audience was clapping as the rest of the band members slowly left as well. But many people kept crying even then (yours truly included).

But we did get the Gion Matsuri tour announced! 4 days at Kyoto MUSE! I wonder how many people will manage to hit all tickets on one account... I'll try😂

2.17

One more thing that was different was Kyo's stand, on the second day there were no flowers there. So I guess it was a present for his birthday?

The setlist flow was was different on this day. They started with 訪問者X・homonshaX and Kyo's bug dance. He was also pointing at the audience as he sang.

During グロス・Gloss the light bulbs lit up again. There was one moment when Kyo made a movement raising his arms like he wanted to catch his light bulp between his hands.

The video for The Hole had a mix of colours and Kyo was dancing. He definitely had more of a seductress in his movements on the second night. He stretched one arm and moved the other with the music and switched them. The idol songs following felt quite different because of the way they started the set and the mood.

After aftermath the staff came again to 'do' Kyo's make up and it was followed up with a session. At the end the stage was quite dark with a simple spotlight on Kyo.

With 論外な生き物として・rongaina ikimono toshite I love how the song switches from soft to heavy, from Kyo carresing the mic stand softly to him headbanging.

And the hair set he had made it kinda interesting for headbanging 😆 he had thin pink braids glued to his hair again, this time the loops were shorter so the end of the brace was behind the loops. So they bounced when Kyo moved. He wore a cropped black top with puffy sleeves and strands of pearls over it. Flowy pleated black skirt and again pink tabi boots. Make up was very similar to the first night. (fan's drawing)

The rest of the band members had different outfits too. utA again had a very classic v-kei outfit, this time his hair was styled to the right side. Takumi had a long white collar outfit. Mika I couldn't see, from my seat Mika was obstructed by Kyo's iPad stand 😅 Yuchi had a sleeveless Nike top with long gloves, he changed his hair style too to add more braids.

I can't play any instruments and I don't have especially trained ears, but I'm always impressed with the sound quality at sukekiyo shows as well. I can cearly hear all instruments and they create this amazing harmony together. And I also enjoy the fact that band members use different instruments for some songs (like aftermath). I could hear the wonderful bass promised by Yuchi, Mika's powerful drums, utA's guitar, especially during solos, Takumi's piano and guitars. And Kyo's voice. 🖤

For ただ、まだ、私。・tada, mada, watashi. there was no visualisation on the screen, so it looked like there was no screen besides a bit of a smoke by the floor. There was light coming from the back of the stage and very lightly the band members silhouettes appeared above the stage. And because of this the stage appeared to be very deep.

I liked the flow of the last part of the setlist, it didn't feel as gut wrenching as the first night.

The end credits started aready during Margaret and Kyo calmly left as soon as the song ended. The rest of the band followed as fans started to give applause.

I'm so curious what we will see in Tokyo. Only one more performance left.

[broadwaydivastournament]

Broadway Divas Tournament: Round 1C

Two-time Tony-winning dancer-extraordinaire Bebe Neuwirth (1958) is best known for her winning role as Velma Kelly in Chicago (1996) alongside her beloved Annie Reinking. After playing Velma off-and-on for some years, she then took on Roxie, and later Matron "Mama" Morton. Bebe has also won for Sweet Charity (1986), and is a two-time Emmy winner for, of course, Lilith in Cheers. Other credits include Here Lies Jenny (2004), Fosse (2001), and Cabaret (2024), opening next month. In addition to her beloved stage, Bebe is a devoted cat-lover, and activist. She founded the Dancers' Resource program to provide support for injured and/or aging dancers.

Stalwart theatre veteran Laurie Metcalf (1955) is also a two-time Tony winner and four-time Emmy winner. Her consecutive Tony wins for A Doll's House, Part 2 (2017) and Three Tall Women (2018) places her on an elite list of just six other performers (including fellow Diva Judith Light). She has also appeared in Misery (2015), Hillary and Clinton (2019), and Grey House (2023), an experimental horror play that ultimately flopped. (And I have opinions on that.)

PROPAGANDA AND MEDIA UNDER CUT: ALL POLLS HERE

"Let me be abundantly clear. Bebe Neuwirth is my ultimate Diva. It may be stiff competition, but she wins the bracket of my heart every time. I would follow this woman to the end of the earth and back. I love everything about her from her cats, to her giggle, to her exquisite grey hair. I so admire any woman who chooses to age gracefully and without resentment, and Bebe's really settled into this adorable cozy old cat lady life. Back in the day, it was all stiletto heels and tight little black dresses and yes, that was very sexy. But now she's enjoying the comforts of flat sturdy boots, massive sweaters with cute little cats on them, glasses on chains, and divine grey hair. Gorgeous, yes. Talented, fuck yes. This woman has music in her bones and not even three hip surgeries can steal it away. I love her."

"Oh, Bebe Neuwirth? Love of my life, champion of my soul? Her legs are simply to die for. Not convinced? Search up When Velma Takes the Stand on YouTube and feast your eyes. You’ll be watching clips of her entire Broadway career next, trust me. She is truly a powerhouse of a woman, and one of Bob Fosse’s greatest interpreters." Propaganda submitted by anon "V"

"The pandemic robbed us of many things, but for our purposes here, the greatest loss to theatre was the revival of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf starring Laurie Metcalf. During the dinner scene, so I'm told by the gays on twitter, she came out in a sheer white blouse and black bra, and I am devastated we didn't get her unhinged Martha. She would have done Uta Hagen and Elaine Stritch proud."

Bonus poll in the tags/comments: Tell me who you think wins in a fight? Lilith from Cheers/Frasier, or Jackie from Rosanne. If you're too young to know what I'm talking about, what are you doing here?

[bookishtheaterlover7]

👸 to make up for my sudden outburst early I come bearing news:

In a respected outlet Chris was listed as attending 2 parties, CAA's and UTAs. Little Miss Nazi is not mentioned as attending either in said respected outlet. However we know there are pictures of the two of them at UTA's party BUT TMZ croped her out of them. (And TMZ loves drama so theyvnormally wouldnt have done that) No wonder the nazi spent over a thousand bucks on a dress. She went to one party it was her only chance to honnob with some of these celebs and directors and products only to be left out of every single mention minus the forbes guy who didn't even hashtag her... and the dude made sure to tag everyone else, (as well as Chris later on in the thread). The press in Portugal hates her and the press here does too. There's only a few reason why press on two diffrent contents can hate the same person. And it has nothing to do with Chris or jealously and if you noticed I refrained from saying the degree of how estatic he was and the fear he had in his eyes...oops....

I smell desperation... 😌

[sillypiratelife]

Zoro and Luffy childhood friends au where Perona taught Luffy all about clothing confection and Uta taught Zoro how to dance and sing.

The funny part is that neither Zoro nor Luffy realize what the girls were doing until they were deep into the trap lol.

Perona started by giving Luffy random facts about bugs that produce material for webbing and then teaching him about bugs patterns and colors. She slowly roped him (ha!) into paying attention to all those details and explained that people are like bugs in the sense that they use clothing for many reasons: to protect themselves, to show they are dangerous or make people pay attention to them, to show their joy or freedom, etc etc etc.

She failed A LOT trying to make him take interest in any form of clothing confection tho. So much she was also in tears. If you wonder why she was dedicated, maybe she made a bet and her pride was on the line lol. Anyway, she followed by telling Luffy the relation between certain fabrics. Silk, leather, wool, mostly stuff related to animals and bugs, then found a way to connect those to other types of fabrics.

Perona was like "you need to recognize how some people dress to identify who has money, so you know who can pay you for more food" 😭😭😭

After a masterclass in manipulation techniques, Perona somehow made it. Gave herself an award and everything. Most important moment of their journey was when Perona taught Luffy how to fix his strawhat and told him that fixing your friends' clothing is a way to show love.

Uta's job was so much easier. She arrived one day and told Zoro she was teaching him breathing techniques to make him stronger. Then she went to teach him how to identify tones because (all according to her) sounds said a lot about the world around them and paying attention could make him a better fighter.

Next step was to convince the kid that dancing was almost like doing katas and that it was a good way to learn how to move along with things and still not hurt anyone. Uta gave him a million more reasons why to keep up with her plans: because adapting to any rhythm means he could adapt to any fighter, because he could learn to move each muscle individually, so Zoro could intimidate in a freaking party, to work on his space awareness, as workout routine, to become faster, to allow his body to flow for a better performance....

Uta convinced Zoro that he needed to take care of his throat and voice like he took care of his body. Warm up, practice, control it completely to your will. What is dancing if not the ability to tune your body to the sounds around you and become one with them?

I need to laugh. By the time they were teenagers, they were completely screwed. Being Luffy and Zoro, they just accepted it for what it was lol.

Perona can ask Luffy on the phone to describe Zoro's outfit if they have to go somewhere decent so he can change clothing accordingly.

Uta borrows Zoro sometimes because "the public loves the muscles!" and "you need to see their faces when Zoro's sing!" and also they win a ton of money on dubious bets.

Imagine the interactions with the rest of the Straw Hats... Imagine the chaos...

[sigewienne-writes]

Yandere! Uta Alphabet

Yandere! Uta x GN! Reader This was meant to be in the time where Uta was alone on Elegia with Gordon btw.

Affection : How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

She mostly shows it in a physical way, but she'll show you verbal affection too.

She loves it when you're head is on her lap and she's playing with your hair, singing you to sleep.

And for the intensity, she can get pretty intense at times. It's Uta after all. It mostly happens when her possessiveness takes over. Luckily that's not all the time.

Blood : How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Oh she'll get her hands bloody for you, usually when she's jealous and needs to get rid of a threat to you and your relationship. Constantly reminds you that.

But there's just you, her and Gordon on Elegia. So she doesn't have to get her hands dirty.

But if you're even being too close friends with Gordon she'll punish you. She can't bring herself to kill him. As much as she wants to whenever she sees you being close with him, something inside her stops her from doing so.

Cruelty : How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

She'd baby you a lot, forces affection on you and will get angry quickly if you push her away.

I do see Uta mocking you. Maybe she'll tease you for trusting her so easily, making it a piece of cake for her to keep you on the island (or trapping you in her room).

She'll call you dumb at times and make you feel like a complete fool at the start when she's got you in the palm of her hand.

E.g., "Aww, Y/N! You're such an idiot! But I guess you always have been! Gosh, you really are too trusting for your own good!"

But that's only at the start, luckily.

But what stays is when she mocks you when you cry.

E.g., "Don't be such a crybaby Y/N!"

She apologizes after and calls it teasing, she feels bad for mocking you still though.

Darling : Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

She does what she wants. Like giving you affection, touching you, dress you up, etc... (I do see her making love with you, even if you don't want it.)

So if what she wants happens to be against your will, that's your problem, deal with it.

Exposed : How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

She doesn't seem like the trauma-dumping type of yandere. Maybe she'll open up on her perspective of her past.

That's only if you gain her trust though. She's pretty closed off.

She'll be surprised if you comfort her but definitely pleased and grateful. She'll become emotionally dependent on you if you do comfort her.

Fight : How would they feel if their darling fought back?

I see her becoming EXTREMELY pissed. Like, how dare you?

The mood swings are so mentally draining.

If you fight verbally she'll tell you off and her temper shows.

If you fight physically you might be able to hurt her, but she'll fight back and sing so you go to the Uta world.

She'll feel especially betrayed if you fight physically and the punishments will be worse.

She's gonna punish you there, and you won't be able to hurt her again there.

Game : Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

This is not at all a game to her. She'd be extremely upset seeing you try to escape. She LOVES you. Her feelings are not a joke.

Would lock you in a room to punish you.

Hell : What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

The punishments, the mood swings, the emotional manipulation, the guilt-tripping and more.

Just Uta is NOT a fun yandere when you act out or don't act the way she wants you to.

Ideals : What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

She wants to live peacefully with you in the Uta world. Giving her fans the untroubled lives they want while living a tranquil life with you is still her dream.

Maybe she wants you to become an idol with her to perform and everything. To let the whole world know you're dating her. But that's just her possessiveness talking, she doesn't want to burn you out with all the difficulties so that just stays a thought in her mind.

Kids aren't really a thought for her. But she doesn't mind having 1 or 2.

Jealousy : Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Uta is a very jealous yandere, but luckily for you, she never has the chance to be jealous since there's no one else on the island, except Gordon.

But she's the type who'd lash out at you and the other person, then storm off to be angry else where and cope by ignoring you and trying to convince herself she doesn't need you (and fails).

Then caves and clings onto you while threatening you to stop talking to that person.

Kisses : How do they act around or with their darling?

She's a mix of sweet, lovely with cruel and temperamental. When you don't act a general way, she's gonna be snappy. You have to think twice about everything you do or say to not get her angry.

She's a sweetheart when you don't push her away. She's fine if you begrudgingly let her be affectionate with you.

Love letters : How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

She'll be very sweet. She'll try not to intimidate you with her being a popular idol and everything.

She'll bring you handpicked flowers and try to charm you while being herself.

But if you reject her she'll kidnap you.

Mask : Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not really, but she's more temperamental and more sweet.

Naughty : How would they punish their darling?

I don't really see Uta as the punishing type. But if I had to say, there are a few things.

I mostly see her using isolation. She'd lock you in a room or something.

She'd ignore your pleas to get out for hours until she KNOWS you learned your lesson.

The second option is where she'll make you feel lonely, saying rude stuff, making you feel worthless and alone then leaving you alone for a while to drown in your sorrow.

She knows how mentally destroying loneliness is, she experienced it herself after all, so she knows it'll work.

But she'll come back and act like she didn't do anything.

Oppression : How many rights would they take away from their darling?

A lot at first, the right of privacy and personal space, those are gone forever. The right to go out and the right to dress sometimes.

She just likes to doll you up sometimes regardless of gender.

Patience : How patient are they with their darling?

It's a 50/50 with Uta. She's completely deranged for you and wants you badly. She's willing to do anything to get you.

She's just not sure if she can wait for you to love her back.

Quit : If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Move on? Haha, that's funny. She would not be able to move on.

If you somehow manage to escape, she'll hold a huge grudge. She won't try to chase you to the ends of the earth.

It only encourages her with her massive plan. She'll get to you and once she finds you in the Uta world- Oh she'll give you a time worse than an eternity in hell.

The only way you can die on the island is by suicide. She's absolutely miserable. She's falling deeper into the abyss of insanity.

First she was abandoned by Shanks, now she loses you? She'll assume it's cause you preferred to die than be with her (it probably is) and she'll be feel so guilty. She might as well kill herself too.

However! If you escape and die, she'll cope and convince herself it was your fault. You were perfectly safe with her. But you just had to expose yourself to the dangers of the world.

Doesn't change the fact she'll destroy the one who killed you though, even if she dies trying.

Regret : Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Lol no. Maybe she'll let you around the island for sight-seeing, fresh air since no one else is around but that's it.

Stigma : What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

I feel like curiosity would be the main element in her obsession.

Let me set the scene with the 'washed to shore' route. She found you unconscious and took care of you. She was curious since it's been forever since she saw anyone else but Gordon in person.

You knew her since she was a pretty famous singer. You told her about the outside world and you became friends.

She featured you in some of her videos, seeing you happily interact with her fans made something bubble inside of her. She fell in love with you then.

The new emotion you brought her intrigued her, and she wanted to explore it, she started stalking you then. She labeled that what she felt was love and started courting you.

Tears : How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

She'll feel so guilty. I know I've been mentioning her temper a lot but it doesn't change the face she's a sweetheart. She'll try her best to comfort you.

If you're screaming and crying out of anger she might get a bit irritated but will still try and be reasonable before losing it and using punishments.

Unique : Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

I mean do you count allowing you to roam around the island as plenty of freedom? If that's plenty of freedom to you then yeah.

Vice : What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

When she opens up to you about her past and what she did to Elegia. You could use it against her. Make her feel guilty about destroying Elegia

She'll be betrayed but she doesn't get angry and punish you, she'll distance herself from you to think about her emotions.

You could use that time of her isolation to escape.

But you need to gain enough trust so that she opens up

Wit’s end : Would they ever hurt their darling?

Mentally, yes. But physically? Only if you REALLY piss her off.

Xoanon : How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Oh she worships you sometimes but also doesn't?? She wants you a lot, treats you like a god/goddess but also wants a normal relationship?

Yearn : How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Let's be real, the girl is mentally unstable even without the wake-shrooms💀

Her mood swings would be CRAZYYY if you don't start showing signs of affection for certain amount of time.

I'd give you 2-6 months if stockholm syndrome doesn't kick in.

Forever if you play along with her.

Zenith : Would they ever break their darling?

No. I don't see that happening. Maybe on accident with all the emotion manipulation, guilt-tripping and over all mental torture is too much and the darling will just go boom💥 ================================================ Hi, hope you enjoyed this. Thanks for reading 'till the end, I had a lot of fun writing this, literally kicking my feet and shit.

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Transfem Buggy anon here to drop a silly valentines idea-

1) don't worry too much about speeding through asks, sweetheart, you're doing fine. Take your time and do your thing at your own pace. Anyone has an issue with it? I'll fight em 😤

2) IDEA TIME

So imagine Buggy getting absolutely SMOTHERED in valentines days gifts - from friends, underlings, allies, secret admirers (she thinks they're all fake or lies), and her partners of the year.

She and Alvida do a Self Care Self Love event (maybe include Uta and Perona bc smth about them being so supportive of Buggy coming out as trans and just so easily slotting her in to girls night makes me soft).

Ritchie wears a special Valentine's Day bow, and he gives extra lion licks to his favorite people. He doesn't quite get the whole concept of HOLIDAYS beyond that it makes his humans so happy and silly and so he too is happy and silly. Lion loves.

Mohji and Cabaji, every year, make Buggy a gift for Valentine's. She gives them little gifts too, but theirs aren't conventional - they were there from the beginning, and so they've seen the best and worst of each other. They're besties your honor.

After Impel Down, Buggy wakes up on Valentine's to a MOUNTAIN of cards, candies, stuffed animals, flowers, and balloons. Maybe half of them are signed. It's a long ass affair to organize them.

When she starts dating Crocodile and Mihawk, they hadn't seen the Karai Bari Variant of Valentine's Day. Needless to say, when they wake up and walk with Buggy to get breakfast, they are both BLINDSIDED and BAMBOOZLED by this veritable TON of gifts. Buggy just sighs. "Guys. Really?"

"WE LOVE YOU, CAPTAIN BUGGY!!!"

"I can't eat all this. Okay, line up, I'm passing out candies at random. Consider this a treat before breakfast."

"CAPTAIN BUGGY IS SO GENEROUS AND KIND!!!"

"I- ya know what, sure, whatever. I haven't had coffee yet. I don't feel like arguing."

Crocodile and Mihawk though are surprised when she offers them a soft smile and... two boxes? "Open them when you want to, boys, no rush."

She gets a delivery later on in the day, a crate with a blue rose painted on the top. She huffs. When asked, she shrugs it off. "Shanks is still being a damned sap."

He sends her presents as often as he can - with a relatively ser address for Karai Bari, she is more easily accessible, which makes him go a little overboard. In the crate are her favorite candies (ghost pepper flaked dark chocolates), soft stuffed animals, new clothes, a dress, flowers and silly trinkets. ((And maybe a little treasure map he made just for her)).

Buggy would give thoughtful gifts - smth for Croc's bananawani nursery or specialty cleaner for his jewelry, new seeds for Mihawk's garden he mentioned wanting once in passing or new cording to rebrand Yoru's hilt, etc.

She also ties her hair up on holidays, puts on an apron, and joins the cooks in the kitchens. Cooking is smth she's good at, if a tad embarrassed by, but baking if her favorite thing to do. It's like chemistry and showmanship mixed together, two of her most favorite things. Getting the chance to indulge in it is smth she rarely lets herself have, but she makes exceptions for certain days.

And if Mihawk and Croc, knowing this by that point, pooled together to get her her own supplies to indulge more freely in their shared space, away from prying or attentive eyes, well...

Valentines Day isn't exactly a cliche on their little handmade home, but the sentiment, the intention, the love is there.

((And if Buggy just so happens to send a few batches of Shanks' favorite cookies to him a week after the day, well, he'll treasure them!!!

Until he eats himself sick, that is.))

1) Thank you <333 That's really sweet 😭🧡

AND THIS IS ALL AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A bit late to Valentine's Day (sorry, really akjjddnjk) but I absolutely adore it. Buggy loves Valentine's Day and the thought of everybody getting her gifts and also enjoying the holiday on her island is so cute,,, Everything is perfect and tbh, after coming out as a woman is even better because she's finally able to do it as herself. I think she wanted to do it really bad when she was a kid.

Her crew is so silly,, And having a whole day with Perona and Alvida makes her feel so loved,, Crying and sobbing. Also, Crocodile and Mihawk aren't used to celebrating these things, so now that they're with her they're surprised by how much they enjoy it. Not the holiday itself because in general it's extremely annoying and they do not want to be there with all this drama-- But they do like seeing her happy and giving her gifts <333 Why have mafioso-looking boyfriends if they aren't going to shower you with gifts, you know? And also, they're losers for her, which makes it better.

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One Piece Chapter 1108 - Initial Thoughts

And we're back

Some battle lines have been drawn and the Blackbeard pirates made a move, though some people are still in battle or still in pursuit. What more can Oda throw at Egghead? Let's see

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Colorspread of some lovely ladies in a dog manor, all in fancy red dresses (except Robin and Reiju). Would've been cool to include the likes of Vivi, Carrot, Bonney etc. but I'm not gonna be unhappy with seeing Uta, Reiju and Tashigi all getting to join Robin, Nami and Boa

Wonder if Reiju's a frisky drunk or just likes making Tashigi flustered, I'm sure all the fanfic writers are having a field day

We pick up where we left off with Caribou, begging for his life

Van Augur notes how even though it's a government island, they can't trust Caribou to not be after Blackbeard's head

To Caribou's credit Augur at least knows who he is

But there it is, Caribou states he has valuable information, information which will very much endanger Luffy's new territories and allies

Stick him in a fucking barrel

The Vice Admirals continue to lament fighting the Pacifista, and decide to target Bonney to eliminate the authority she has

Got some new Vice Admiral names though; Hound and Guillotine

And that was Vice Admiral Doberman! Looking worse for ware, and also is a stooge

Vice Admiral Tosa is still on the island, and is looking to launch a haki-induced 10-fingered Shigan at Franky and Bonney

Buuuuut rather than give Franky some shine in the Vegapunk arc, Tosa gets flattened by a giant

The giants don't recognize Franky, since he doesn't look like his wanted poster, so ask if they're researchers

Franky does clarify he's among the crew, and Bonney beseeches them to help Luffy, Sanji and Vegapunk - proving some validity to the statement

A scholar also mentioned Vegapunk so there's plans to bring him too

Atlas, Bonney, Kuma and Franky get an escort to the Giants' ship, wonder if this will be Oda's latest divided crew method

More names: Vice Admiral Urban and Pomsky, wondering about Tosa

Bluegrass hijacks a surviving weaponized sea beast and rides to the shore with Doll

Doll was Saul's subordinate 20 years ago, interesting thing to note

That's a thing, the giants can't exactly reach the labophase either way you look at it

Luffy wants to pick up Vegapunk and run, but he's bleeding out and accepted his fate

Luffy doesn't take that for an answer though he made a promise, Vegapunk asks him though to look after Bonney

As much as she has an army of pacifista her high authority still makes her a target for life

Also Saturn is looking more and more like a Yokai painting, probably going full Zoan form

Completely coated in venom, Saturn attacks, with Sanji picking up Vegapunk and Luffy easily dodges

Sanji eats a boot from Kizaru, but in dropping Vegapunk the admiral finally impales his target

Angered, Luffy goes giant and grabs Saturn and Kizaru in place so Sanji can run

Despite being stabbed twice, Vegapunk seems to be in high spirits

Oh we have a THIRD CONTINGENCY!

Vegapunk's got a message out to the world, he's about to spill everything

Like how Shadow the Hedgehog is a punk ass bitch who pissed on his wife

Well this may be the 'incident' part. Just how much can you censor when it comes from Vegapunk himself? Though it'll likely be vague, since I doubt Vegapunk will have all the details to trash the WG and say the Straw Hats were saving him. His word may not hold much weight as an enemy of the state too. Strange Shaka didn't follow suit though.

Alas, Sanji still isn't getting that Kizaru fight it seems, Luffy's going at the double, but I doubt he'll stick to fight. Saturn seems like he's gonna go even crazier at this stage, looks like a wild animal. Bonney may have more crew endorsement mind you, but I still think she deserves a childhood rather than more piracy.

Giants will be a help though, still want Franky to show off a bit, but with Vice Admirals circulating still there is time. The plan is to get off the island, but at the same time everyone's having the same plan, will the Buster Call even succeed? What about the Seraphim? The CP agents? The Sleeping Giant? York? Stussy? Kaku?

Still things floating around, not enough pages to cover them all atm.