#bad bitch polycule

[nethhiri]

I forgot to post this but look at my beloved Yin (@a-killer-obsession) and Nina (@dissvicious)💜🩷 I just love them so much and they’re too cute not to post.

(oh yeah and Heat and Killer are there too)

[a-killer-obsession]

Drew @dissvicious OC Nina cos I wanted to check if I was even still capable of rendering a finished portrait lmao

Timelapse under the cut cos I know yall love those these days

If you're wondering what I used for that base at the start, I once made my wife stand still so I could take a million different angled photos of her to use as reference for bases cos I'm lazy lmao, highly recommend

[wgwingguns]

Brig thoughts

Wire confessing to Brig

Brig is such the gal to be so oblivious to certain things *cough* love *cough*

[glass-trash-bab]

That one where Bab almost dies

I just really like writing Bab getting hurt ig.

It was just supposed to be an ordinary, everyday check-in with some roudy ALTR. A handful of Babs coworkers needed help sedating a skittish bear hybrid and asked them to help. They didn't have anything else going on at that second, so they agreed.



Now it had its jaws around Babs neck, pinning them to the ground. Bab could feel it's teeth pierce their windpipe with every breath. Adrenaline filled their bloodstream. It took all of their strength to kick the ALTR off of them, a chunk of their skin still trapped in its jaw. The other caretakers quickly pulled the creature back, wrapping their catch poles around its neck and limbs.



A crimson waterfall of blood gushed from their neck as they struggled to stand again. They felt the blood run down into their lungs as they gasped for air.



This is fine. This is Fine. I've lived through worse..



Just.. breathe...



Their knees gave out from under them and they collapsed to the ground.





The smell of disinfectants filled their nose as they regained consciousness. Their eyes opened to see the blury florescent lights above them. They glanced around the room to find that everything was blurred.



Shit, where are my glasses...



They turned their head and finally noticed they were in a hospital bed. Wires and tubes lead from machines to their neck and chest, an oxygen mask covered their mouth and nose.



That bite must've been worse than I thought...



Their eyes tried to focus on a figure sitting next to the bed, their head in their hands. Bab knew from the maroon in their hair that it was Orion. Orion was always by their side whenever they were hurt. They reached out to them, the slightest movement causing Orion to flinch. Orion stood and moved closer to them "You're up.." Warm hands gently caressed Babs face. "How are you feeling..?"



Bab opened their mouth to speak, but Orion stopped them "Wait- don't actually say anything- you could make the internal wounds worse-"



Bab gave Orion a look of confusion and frustration.



"..S-Sorry..." Orion started to pull their hands away before Bab stopped them, keeping their hands where they were. They paused for a few moments, trying to remember something, before signing



"G-L-A-S-S-E-S"



Orion took a second to register what they were saying. "Oh-" They picked up Babs glasses from the bedside table and carefully placed them on their face "There."



Bab blinked as their eyes adjusted and they finally got a good look at Orion. They looked exhausted, more so than usual, with dark circles under their eyes and their hair all messed up. Guilt lingered in the back of Babs mind. Orion must've put so much energy towards helping them. Like they always do. Bab could never do enough to repay them for all they've done.



Orion smiled at them nonetheless, so sweet and loving, it made Bab blush.



"Do you need anything else?" Orion asked softly.



Bab shook their head slightly.



"How are you feeling?"



Bab thought for a moment before giving them a thumbs up.



Orion let out an amused chuckle "Alright, Babs. Let me know if you need anything." They kissed their forehead, causing Bab to smile.



There was a quiet knock on the door and Orion looked up "Yes?"



Tae peered her head in from behind the door "Are they awake..?"



Babs eyes immediately lit up at the sound of her voice and they instinctively reached out for her. Tae smiled with relief and walked into the room, taking off her mask before grabbing Babs face and kissing every part of it that wasn't covered by medical equipment.



Bab let out a squeal of excitement. It burned their throat to make the sound, but they couldn't care less.



"You scared me.." Tae muttered, resting her forehead against Babs. "I thought you weren't going to wake up this time..."



Bab wanted to comfort her. They wanted to tell her that they'll be fine and that they've been through worse. They wanted to tell her that they'll be more careful. But they couldn't communicate all that with their limited knowledge of sign language.



All they could do was pull her into a hug, wrapping their arms around her neck and holding her close. They could feel Taes arms wrap around them in return, just barely lifting them from the bed. "Don't scare me like that again.." She whimpered.



Great, now look what you've done. How could you have fucked up so badly it made Tae cry. What a shitty partner you are.



Tae slowly pulled away, laying Bab back down. Bab reached for Tae to stay, but their request went unnoticed.



"Sorry." Tae wiped her eyes "My shift isn't over yet, I only came in for a second." She glanced down at Bab "I'll be back later, I promise."



"Be safe." Orion walked to the other side of the bed and kissed her cheek.



Tae smiled at them "I will be. I'll see you later." She turned to Bab again "Get some rest.. please." Tae quietly left the room.



Bab watched her leave silently. All of the energy they had seemed to leave with her.



Orion turned to Bab again, seeing the defeated look on their face "Hey, it's okay.." They held their hand "She's not mad at you or anything."



Bab shook their head. That's not what they were worried about.



Orion sat back on the edge of the bed. "She just doesn't like seeing you hurt..." Orion fell silent, looking down at Babs hand.



Why can't you be better for them. Why do you have to make both of them worry so much. Why do you have to be so stupid.



Orion cleared their throat, snapping Bab out of their thoughts. "Tae's right, though. You should get some rest." They smiled at them softly "You're probably exhausted."



Bab squeezed their hand.



"I'm not going anywhere, don't worry." Orion assured them. "Just get some sleep."



Bab nodded slightly. It comforted them to know Orion wouldn't leave. The last thing they wanted was to be alone, regardless of their injuries. It took some time, but they eventually let themself drift back into unconsciousness.

@bondedostae @climbing-starrs

[wgwingguns]

AHHHH THIS IS SO BRIG AND WIRE TOGETHER!!! 😭😭✨❤

Wire: The Enabler

Word Count: 400+

Themes: Wire x afab!reader, mdni, smut, 18+, NSFW, Dom x Sub, brat!reader

Notes: I love this man, and I have some thoughts to share about him.

Most people assume Wire is a hard and mean dom. He degrades, snears, pushes, prods, and engages in hard kinks that could make a whore blush. Your crew warned you:

"Oh, no. You don't ‘brat’ to Wire. He's exceptionally mean and does not engage well once provoked."

No.

Not your Wire.

In your experience with the taller Kid Pirate, he's been nothing but an sweet to coincide with your brattiness. He doesn't want to tame you. He doesn't want to change you. He wants to spoil you, and he wants to make you worse.

He's an enabler.

You want to be in a bad mood? All huffy and pouty when you don't get your way? A little bit angry and pent up with your fury?

Get on your back. He's going to pout empathetically and sarcastically at you while holding a vibrator flush to your clothed core. He'll nod along while you attempt to maintain your composure, hand gripping at his wrist while he holds you hostage to your desires.

No, he'll wait. He loves your bad mood. Keep being angry, it's adorable. Especially when you can't hold back anymore, and cry out for him when waves of your bliss crash over you.

You want to sit on his face and use him as your own personal toy? Yes. He's ready to be taken advantage of and will gaze lovingly up at you while you get his lips, chin, and nose all messy.

Good luck getting up though. Once you're sat there, he's addicted to your pleasure.

You want praise for a good deed? He's gonna call you his good little thing, while his hand sneaks below your hemline and teases your clit. Fingers carding through your folds, he’ll whisper nothing but honey while gathering your slick on his girthy fingers. C'mon, you were so good today. You can keep being good for him.

You want to cum?

Are you sure?

He's gonna make you cum, and keep cumming, until you beg and plead for him to stop. Even still, he knows your limits and will ensure you're completely tuckered out by the time he's finished enjoying you. Lips, tongue, teeth, nose, fingers, thumbs, and finally as much of his impossibly large cock as you can take: he’ll use it all to take care of his bratty little submissive partner.

You belong to him, after all.

When he finally does stop carving out pathways for your ecstasy, he's all affectionate words, half-hooded eyes, and tenderness you would never expect from a hot-pants, thigh high fishnets, hooded cloak, and harness-clad gentleman.

Beneath all that costume of sharp edges and hypnotic gruff, there's a gentle giant who wants to enable his brat.

Tag list: @mfreedomstuff @daydreamer-in-training @since-im-already-here @gingernut1314 @writingmysanity @i-am-vita @indydonuts @feral-artistry @the-light-of-star @empirenowmp3 @racfoam @sunflowersatori @carrotsunshine @skullfacedlady @jintaka-hane @thenotsofantasticlifestory

[stormbreaker-290]

Static x Holly x Mal polycule :3

also

Malware mod (or N0va, right?) x static >:3c

-plushie anon

EGEHEHEHEHEHEHHHH

gigglinf rn hell yeah

These are so valid hdhakxbs this is why we keep you around😌/silly

[bougiebutchbitch]

Oh absolutely I just meant like in shanks’ panicked mind the worst case scenario is that like Buggy is either totally trapped and miserable or completely brainwashed and being taken advantage of — and I like the irony and shanks-torture of him having to grapple with the realization that not only is Buggy totally happy doing and into all the kinky stuff — but that this is also a completely emotionally fulfilling relationship. It’s not enough for Shanks to run into his old sweetheart and learn they were the equivalent of gay and kinky the whole time — I need him to run into the equivalent of his old sweetheart/best friend happily married and THRIVING! Shanks can’t just see Buggy with a sexy kinky rich man. He needs to see Buggy in the most Hallmark-ass idealized relationship with said man. Shanks shows up expecting buggy to be a sobbing wreck and beg him to save him etc etc and instead buggy is like. Asking shanks to come to their next dinner party. Telling him about their latest trip. Confiding that their on the fence about children and when the right time would be and not wanting to rush

Like that would DESTROY shabks (and also maybe j think it’s kind of fun and a little sexy kinky if crocodile accidentally changes himself for buggy) for Crocodile and Buggy to not just be having exclusive monogamous mind blowing sex — but also for them to both with be or quickly headed straight for being heads over heels in love with each other

ohohohohooooooo this is an excellent clarification!! Thank youuuu!

And just - YES! Shanks would honestly probably be kinda okay with Buggy sleeping around with whomsoever he pleases? I get the sense he's a very free 'n' easy kinda lover!

But the thought of Buggy having a deep, 'you're the only one who really gets me' sort of emotional connection with someone else? Buggy thriving with someone else? Buggy developing emotionally and growing into his power, gaining self-confidence, and legitimately becoming a better version of himself thanks to Crocodile's guidance - and having a similarly mutually beneficial, warm and respectful relationship with Crocodile?? Freaking CROCODILE??????

Both of them making each other better, incrementally, day after day?

That is Shanks' Bad Place. He is not okay. He is calling Mihawk blitz-drunk on the phone at 3am and babbling incoherently about how he misses and loves his blue baby sooooooo much. Mihawk is holding the phone away from his ear, rolling his eyes at Crocodile over Buggy's snoring head, tucking his arm tighter around them both and sighing

[eatyourmaker]

y'all are gonna think I'm insane

but I need to get it out there.

I like holyhellfire...

but I don't like Holydemon by itself??? NDJDJDJD

[wgwingguns]

It was such a pleasure being able to get a Com done with you! I AM SOBBING 😭😭🤍✨❤

Simple color comm for @wgwingguns

[the-pyooster]

woah polyamory

[nethhiri]

Nina, blushing, shaking, holding a bouquet of severed decomposing libs to Shen: ah... mam... ya... p... pretty....

Kid in the background: holly fucking hell what happened to roses

Shen, taking them and sniffing them deeply: Thank you <3 I love them.

The limbs with hands still attached twitch to life and give Kid middle fingers.

[a-killer-obsession]

Brat Pt.2 [Kid x Killer x OC Nina]

Commissioned by @dissvicious, Pt.1 here

CW: softness and hand holding EW lmao, third person POV, grinding, face riding, p in v sex, creampie, the ship is kid x killer x oc but this part is mostly kid x oc

WC: 3.1k

Masterlist || Comissions Info

Killer was the first to wake, smiling as he found himself as the bread to a Nina sandwich, Kid acting as the other slice. This was Killer's bliss, not having to choose between the two people he loved most in this world, both of them sleeping soundly in his bed, limbs tangled together, red and pink and blonde mixing together on his pillows as he watched his lovers snore softly. Nina was curled into Killer's chest as she usually was in the mornings, her arms tucked under his to wrap around his back. Kid was spooning her, his metal arm laying discarded somewhere on the floor while his good arm held Nina's waist protectively, possessively even, his face buried against her shoulder.

As much as this was his idea of heaven though, Killer couldn't stay in bed. He was on breakfast duty, and the ship was littered with sleeping pirates who would soon wake up with nasty hangovers, in desperate need of a carb and grease heavy breakfast. Nina was used to waking alone when he was on breakfast duty, but he wondered how she'd react to waking next to only Kid. Should he wake Kid too? That in itself was a challenge - it was never a good idea to wake the captain when it wasn't an emergency. Surely it would be fine? Maybe it would give them the chance to talk things over, now that the walls between them had been weakened by last night's activities. With a sigh he slipped out of Nina's hold, climbing out of bed and heading for a quick shower. He thought about his options more as he washed, but to his surprise, by the time he left the bathroom, Nina had turned, seeking out Kid's warmth in her sleep and wrapping herself around him. Killer smiled to himself seeing his two lovers so entangled and sleeping peacefully, holding that image in his mind as he left to head to the kitchen, closing the door behind him as softly as he could as to not wake them.

Nina didn't think anything was different to usual as she woke up. Her body wrapped around a larger one, a warm breath against her face, a strong arm draped over her side. As she did every morning, she craned her neck to brush her nose against the other, pressing her lips softly against his with a quiet sigh and a murmured “good morning,” before nuzzling her face back into the crook of his neck. The body beside her stiffened, the first sign that anything was out of place, instead of the gentle kiss to the top of her head she usually received in response. Finally opening her citrus eyes, they went wide as she finally noticed the amber eyes staring back at her, wide in surprise, his body frozen in place out of fear and confusion.

Eyes flicking downwards, she realised they were both still naked, pressed hard against each other, Kid's morning wood brushing against her thigh and reminding her of last night's activities. Reminding her of her fury, then her pleasure, then that pang of sadness she felt when she thought he was leaving. Her eyes flicked back to his, and silently she shifted up the bed, meeting his face eye to eye, brushing her nose against his once again, on purpose this time, trying to gauge if he felt the same way she did. All that anger and jealousy had been misplaced between them, and it'd taken him leaving for her to realise it. Kid's heart was beating hard, he could hear it in his ears, feeling her soft breath on his mouth as his own caught in his throat. He was trying to figure out what he was feeling, this was all new and weird to him.

He loved Killer, that went without saying, but what he had with Killer couldn't be explained. It didn't just happen, it had always been there, growing steadily. This was different. Nina appeared out of nowhere, and for the longest time he thought he hated her, hated what she had with Killer. He thought he was jealous, mad that he no longer had sole ownership of Killer's heart, and it took the two of them making him stay last night to realise that wasn't it at all. Curling up next to Nina had felt natural, it had soothed his heart, made him feel a wholeness he hadn't thought possible, peering over her shoulder and meeting Killer's eyes and seeing all the love he held for both of them. It was clear in that moment that Killer wanted this, he wanted all three of them to be together, with no animosity, no hate, only a shared love. Nina was making it clear too, as the piercing on her nose pressed against Kid, lips so very close, waiting for an answer to the wordless question she was asking. Did Kid want this too? Did he want Nina?

His mouth pressed against hers before he could think too hard about it. Receiving her answer, she was quick to thread her hand through his hair, tugging at it as she parted her lips for him, allowing his tongue entry. She made a soft moan as his tongue pressed against hers, the sound going straight to Kid's dick as he held her tight against him with his good arm. It felt right, like kissing her was the answer he'd been looking for too, to what question he didn't know. All he knew was she tasted good, even after a night of drinking and sucking dick, and he wanted as much of her as he could get. He understood now why Killer was so obsessed with her, there was something addicting about Nina, he wanted more of it.

She clearly wanted more as well, taking advantage of him only having one arm to balance himself, pushing him onto his back and straddling him, mouths still clashing as her nails racked down his scared chest. Kid surprised himself when he didn't fight it. He was always on top with women, always, but right now he was entirely at her mercy, groaning into her mouth as she ground her wet core against his erection. She was wasting no time making it clear what she wanted from him, whining into him as she rubbed herself against him, lubricating his length with her need. Kid quickly realised though that if she went straight to riding him, she'd likely hurt herself. Nina was only small, especially compared to Kid, and he'd felt first hand last night how tight her cunt was. As soon as she parted from the kiss to breathe, he took the opportunity to speak.

“Nina, let me prep you,” he spoke, his voice huskier than usual, still burdened by sleep.

“I don't need prep,” she pouted, reaching down between them and taking his cock in her hand, intending to line herself up. He reached down and grabbed her wrist, looking at her sternly. “Kid, just let me have it.”

“I ain't saying you can't,” he sighed, “but I'm not gonna hurt ya. Just come sit on my face or somethin’, Kil will kick my ass if I split you in half.”

Nina sat upright and crossed her arms in faux anger, peering down at him with all the irritation she could muster on her face. She couldn't help but give in though when Kid perked one hairless eyebrow playfully, before using his fingers to make a V in front of his face and flicking his tongue lewdly between them. It caught her off guard, and she stifled a snort. “Come on, I'll treat you good,” Kid massaged her thigh, shifting down the bed a little and taking her with him as he put himself in a better position for her, “you always say you wanna suffocate me. Do your worst.”

Nina decided to give in, if only to shut him up and get his cock faster, climbing up his body to hover over his face. One hand held the headboard for support, while the other threaded through Kid's hair. She grinned as she pulled hard on it and he let out a whine. “Didn't expect you to be so submissive, Kid,” she teased.

“Yeah, yeah,” Kid rolled her eyes, “just hurry up and sit the fuck down. Yer not the only one who wants my dick in yer cunt.”

Nina began to lower, and Kid, as impatient as ever, grabbed her thigh and pulled her down faster, immediately lapping at her cunt and making her body jolt in surprise. “Fuck, slow down!” Nina yelped as Kid sucked and licked at her clit, forcing moans from her. He looked up at her with a shit eating grin, she couldn't see his mouth but she could see that fire that sparkled in his eyes whenever he was being cocky. She wanted to reply with a pout, but was too overwhelmed by his thick tongue forcing itself inside her. A string of curses left her as he thrust his tongue in and out of her cunt, exploring every inch he could reach, occasionally switching to sucking and licking at her clit instead. His hand ran up and down her thigh, massaging and pulling at it, holding her in place whenever she tried to escape the over stimulation. She was no match for his strength, even with only one arm, all she could do was take it, white knuckling the headboard and tugging hard on his hair while she made sounds Killer would probably hear all the way from the galley.

Her coil was already pulling tight when she made the mistake of looking down at him, his amber eyes blown out with lust, piercing as they looked back up at her, focusing on the way her face contorted from the pleasure he was giving her. This was supposed to just be prep for the big event, but he was singularly focused on making her cum, addicted to the way her face morphed as her body twitched as he ate her out, wanting so badly to taste her release. His calloused hand squeezed her thigh hard, like he was begging for her to come, and it stirred her on even further. “Fuck, fuck, Kid I'm- I'm gonna cum,” she cried out. Kid doubled his efforts, his eyes closing in concentration, his groans vibrating her cunt. He'd never been so focused on making a woman cum before in his life, he needed it like it was water, he couldn't explain it. Her hand pulled painfully at his hair as she screamed, her body convulsing above him as she hit her orgasm, Kid not letting up as he worked her through it until she fell limp, shifting to sit on his chest and pressing her forehead against the cool wall in front of her as she tried to catch her breath.

Kid's hand rubbed her thigh soothingly, rubbing small circles on her skin with his thumb as she occasionally jolted from aftershocks. “You all good, shortstack?” Kid asked uncharacteristically softly. Nina replied with a short “mmm,” cracking one eye open to look down at him, the corners of her mouth lifting in a fucked-out grin. “You still wanna fuck me?” she asked.

“Only if you're up for it,” he replied. Usually he would be fine to just take his pleasure, he wouldn't even give it a second thought, but it felt different with Nina. He wanted her to enjoy it too, if she was too tired to participate then he'd just go take care of himself. Nina rolled off him, laying beside him and looking at him through half lidded eyes.

“Fuck me, captain,” she near whispered. Kid's dick twitched at the sultry look she was giving him as she parted her legs to make space for him. Something told him that Nina didn't usually just lay down for her lovers, he knew from last night that she was only submissive if the brat was beaten out of her, it made this feel all the more intimate and made Kid nervous that he was going to fuck it up. He liked the intimacy she was offering him, it wasn't something he ever had with women, only with Killer, but the stakes felt higher because of it. He knelt between her legs carefully, taking his cock in his hand and pumping it a few times as he lined himself up, not that he needed any preparation. He was rock hard, his eyes roaming over her lithe body as she spread her legs further for him, one hand tucked under her chin as she chewed a finger in anticipation, the other reaching for him and running painted nails down his torso as her own eyes roamed. “Kid,” she said softly, as though reminding him of the task at hand, as he'd gotten entirely distracted just looking at her.

“Right, sorry,” he coughed, “you're just so… fuck.”

“Stop being a pussy and fuck me already,” Nina scoffed, though it came out more like a plea. Kid understood. She was trying to keep up her bad girl demeanour, just like he was trying to keep up his bad boy appearance, but it was hard when they both wanted each other so fucking bad. It was a physical ache that could only be remedied by him burying himself in her. Not wanting to disappoint her, he carded his tip through her wet folds to lubricate himself, before finally pushing in. Her fingernails dug into his forearm as he sunk inside her, moving slowly as she stretched and adjusted around him, the breath knocked from both of them at the electricity they felt. He paused as he hit his base, bending to press his forehead against hers as they both caught their breath, his hand moving to grip the headboard to keep his heavy frame from crushing her. One of her hands threaded through his thick red hair while the other clawed at his back, her legs wrapping around his waist. He was too wide for her to lock her ankles together, but she pressed her heel against his ass to beg him to move.

Kid took the hint and made slow, deep thrusts. Usually he would start hard and fast, give them no time to adjust, just to hear them scream his name. He didn't want to hear Nina scream, he wanted to hear her make deep, pleasured moans and call his name like a prayer. His pace was having the exact effect that he wanted, his thick cock pressing against every pleasurable spot inside her and building an intense orgasm bit by bit for both of them. Any thought of brattiness was fucked right out of her, eyes rolling as she held on to him desperately, lips crashing back together and swallowing moans. Little by little he increased his pace, until he could no longer keep his mouth on hers, her body jostled back and forth and her nails digging deep half moon indents into his wide back.

“Fuck, I'm close,” he groaned in her ear, his hand on the headboard threatening to snap the wood from how hard he gripped it. He wished he still had his other hand, so he could grope her breasts or leave bruising fingerprints on her hips, fresh ones on top of the ones he'd left last night. Her breasts were small but enough to still bounce with every thrust he made, but it was her face he was most mesmerised by. She couldn't keep her eyes open anymore, too lost to her pleasure, and he was transfixed by it. Never in Kid's life did he think he'd be more interested in watching a woman's face than watching her tits bounce, or watching the spot where he disappeared inside her. Her pussy was clenching around him, signalling her own peak, but she was too lost to verbalise it. All she could do was moan and bury her face against his chest.

“I've got you, I've got you,” Kid groaned, “cum for me Nina, I'm gonna- fuck, I can't hold off much longer, yer cunt is like a fucking vice.”

“KID,” Nina wailed, before her nails broke the skin on his back and her body went tense, every muscle contracting as she squeezed him and forced him to cum with her. Kid swore to himself before it turned to a roar, painting her insides as she shook underneath him. She was whimpering from the intensity as he ceased his movements, the two of them panting hard, Nina still holding him, though her grip now loosened by her weakness. “Kid,” she whispered now, this time a plea for him to get off her so she could get fresh air. He pulled out slowly, cum dripping from her entrance as he removed the only thing keeping it in, and he collapsed on the bed beside her.

“That was-” he started.

“-intense, yeah,” she panted.

The two of the stared at the ceiling for what felt like an age, arms on the bed slowly moving closer, subtly seeking each other out, until they finally touched and their fingers wove together.

“So what are we?” Kid asked, worried that his hand holding hers was sweating from how anxious and confused he was in that moment.

‘Whatever you want,” Nina replied, “do we have to name it?”

“No,” Kid agreed, breathing a relieved sigh that he wasn't immediately being rejected, “and… Killer?”

“He never stopped loving you, asshole,” Nina responded, “he was just waiting for you to stop being such a pig headed idiot. I'm fine sharing. He's fine sharing. Are you fine sharing?”

“If it's just with Killer, yeah,” Kid hummed to himself.

The two of them laid in silence for a little longer, Nina rolling to curl up next to him as Kid pulled the blanket up to cover them both, the warmth from the physical exertion now fading and making Nina shiver. Kid tucked his arm under her, holding her close and rubbing her back soothingly. They both spooked slightly as the door suddenly opened, before relaxing again as they both clocked the wild mane of blonde as Killer used his back to open the door, spinning and shutting it with his boot as he revealed the tray of food he was holding.

“Breakfast in bed!” He announced, before pausing as he took in Nina and Kid's positions, and the clear scent of sex in the air. He smiled to himself under his mask, knowing the answer already to the question he would ask, but wanting to ask it anyway. “All good?”

“Yeah, we're good,” Kid replied, looking at Nina with a fondness he didn't know was possible to feel for the feral pink-haired woman. She smiled up at him, leaning up to press a chaste kiss on his mouth.

“We're good,” she agreed.

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[nethhiri]

The getting sunburnt together one got me good 😭💘

Also lmao Killer like “I have no fucking clue what’s she’s taking about 💘💘💘😍🥰”

Their dynamic is wholesome to me (as wholesome as Kid Pirates can be).

What kinds of activities do Kid/Killer/Nina like to do together and what things do Kid/Nina and Killer/Nina like to do separately? Like what’s “their” special thing? (I.e. chainsaw maintenance with Kid; painting the nursery perhaps with Killer)

💘I love your feral princess 💘

THANKS FRIEND !!! BIG SMOOCHES ON SHEN FROM ME AND NINA ❤️✨

When the three of them are together:

Smoking weed and zoning out on the deck, stargazing and long talks about the future, how life will be when Kid will be the pirate king etc, when pregnant talking about the baby, how they're going to be the most rad little punk of all the grand line

they love board games and TTRPG and it's always a big surprise for everyone to find out. Some new recruit knock on Kid door at midnight and he open dressed as a D&D orc "Oi, do quick we're on a date here" and Heat and Wire have to teach them to never disturb game nights

I like to think they do big cuddle piles and watch movies together on those den den projectors you can see in their base castle. Killer hold Kid under his arm and Nina is lying on their lap, occasionally stealing popcorns from Kid

KidNina

Definitely chainsaw maintenance indeed! Globally they love being around each other when the other one work

Nina like to sit on Kid workbench and toying with small metal pieces while he works, he teached them how to craft small items and she thinks it's very stimmy

On the other hand Kid loves spending time in the infirmary when there's no one around, or looking at her doing stitches on patients

They obviously do each other makeup, Nina help him a lot since he lose his arm, they do their nails and bitch around like two gossip girls 💅✨ Nina insist on giving him skincare routine, bitches don't shower a lot but they SLAY

I like to think they enjoy sewing/ making crafts, DIY or customizing their clothes together. They probably make fanzine, Nina would definitely do linocut and homemade embroided patches

Before her pregnancy they did a shitton of drinking game / truth or dare / stuff like this together

Kid will not admit it even with a gun pointing directly at his balls but: training Zap together and trying to teach him some tricks. Emphasize on trying

Napping together in a hammock on the upper deck and getting their white ass skin burn together ❤️

Kid love teaching Nina how to uses his guns btw. That's one of the rare moments she let him patronize her. Massive ego boost.

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Not gonna break the Killer cliché, they like cooking together!

Nina is banned from trying to cook on her own but she's allowed to chop vegetables and hold him ingredients

They play music together too, Nina plays ukulele (Kid like to teases her by saying it's just a guitar adapted to her size) and harmonica . She likes to sing but she's very self conscious and don't do it in front of anyone else than Killer

Taking care of each other, pampering each other, Nina could spend her life just brushing Killer hair looking at the sea.

Globally domesticity and chores together, Nina loves helping Killer when he's on cleaning duty and he just loves having her around cause she has a willingness to help him she don't have with anyone else

Yapper / listener dynamic, they could spend hours where Nina is just talking about bones, comic books, animals, or anything else that passion them and Killer will look at them in awe without getting tired. Kid get bored in two minutes lmao

Weapon cleaning together, Killer sitting on the ground getting his punishers clean, Nina sitting on a barrel next to him whipping the blades of Pussy Slayer in a comfortable silence

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Everything man, they're joined by the hip when one of them take a shit the other one is waiting at the door like a cat

Tho I think they love to spare and wrestle together, I think they only trust each other to push their limits and really make some progress. And it's foreplay too

Drinking beer and sharing old memories like an old married couple because that's what they are

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Chapter 3: The Wrath of a Woman

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: 3.5k

“(Y/n)! Please hold still, you know what could happen while you move while I’m trying to get your nerves connected!” Lilith would scowl at (Y/n). There she laid on the operating table grumbling softly as Lilith worked on her right arm trying to make sure that the nerves could connect to the metal arm, so finally she could have feeling and control of arms better. “Thank you Brig..” she would sigh as she would finally get the last wire connected and suddenly pain would shoot through her right arm. Brig leaning forward and gasping heavily, her metal arm now connected to her nerves clenching and tearing into the bed below her. 

The world was spinning, a high ringing in her ears. “T-To loud!” (Y/n) would let out a broken scream of a sob. Her shaky legs moving as her stilted feet would be placed on the ground as she would try to stand. Her eyes shook as the world continued to spin.

“(Y/n)! PLEASE! You need to sit down!” Lilith would yell, quickly making it to her side trying to get her to sit back down. But suddenly (Y/n) would hunch over puking, everything that she had eaten that day gone from her stomach. “S-Shit! Dr! BRIG ISNT LISTENING GET IN HERE!” Lilith would yell for Dr. Vegapunk the man himself. With that the man himself would run in quickly trying to calm down (Y/n). 

(Y/n)’s breathing heavy as she cried out, nose and mouth covered in puke. Suddenly the world would fade into black as she would pass out in Lilith’s and Vegapunk’s arms, as they would quickly lay back onto the table. 

“Damnit Lilith! I told you to put her to sleep while she does it!” The dr would yell looking over at Lilith with rage and concern in his eyes. 

“She said she could handle it! I felt bad about putting her under when she didnt want to be put under!” Lilith would yell back. The body of (Y/n) passed out on the table, finally the soft yellow glow emitting from her arm.

(Y/n) ontop of the huge cannon smiling wickedly. “Alrighty boys girls and nonbinary hoes! LETS LIGHT SHIT UP!” she would scream and with that the whole crew would scream in roars of glee and joy. Kid’s eyes were wide at the sight of this huge cannon that (Y/n) stood upon. Law’s eyes even wider already knowing that this cannon would do some good damage to the marine’s ships.

With that, both Yael and Angus would quickly step forward jumping over the railing to also land ontop of the cannon with Captain Brig. Only a bloodthirsty look on (Y/n)’s face as she stared down the marine ships. In the distance, distant booms sounded as cannonballs were being fired at the Shipwright’s Brig. WIth a quick spring of her legs, (Y/n) would take to the air quickly running, the thrusters on the back of her calves coming to life, as her speed built up quickly. 

A cannonball nearing towards her, but with a quick movement, turning herself away and onto her side, putting her foot out, the cannonball would make contact and with a bright flash from her calves, the cannonball is sent back even faster back at the marines. Then in the distance the marine ship in the middle, there’s a loud explosion as a huge cloud of smoke emits from the front of the sinker. “Good one Brig!” Yael would smile as it seemed like she was working on the cannon with Angus, seemingly getting it fired up and ready.

Falling back down towards the ship she would land on the side of the mast, crouched as she looked up over at the marines seeing the damage she did, the wicked smile on her face growing even more. “READY THE CANNONS AND WALL SHIELDS!” (Y/n) would bark orders down at the crew. A man close to Kid would smile looking at him.

“Alrighty! When I tell you to pull that lever that you are infront of, pull it!” the man with a woman loading up a cannon. Kid would nod his head lookin at the lever before him before looking back at the man ready to pull it when he says so. A few cannonballs nearing the side of the ship that kid was on and the man would scream at kid to pull the lever now. Kid quickly grabbed the lever and pulled it, the sound of rumbles would come from his feet and infront of him, as suddenly a large thick sheet of metal would quickly shoot out, reclining backwards and then sending the cannonballs back and splashing into the water. Kid’s eyes wided upon seeing this mechanism. It was fucking bloody brilliant. Kid couldn’t help but let out a joyous belly gut laugh.

Brig’s eyes looking down at Kid and smirking upon seeing his reaction to their defense mechanism on their ship. The ship, full speed now heading towards the marines. All the smaller cannons pointed towards the marine ships on the left and right, then firing, with the help of Killer, WIre, and Heat. The huge series of cannonballs firing at the marines, most of them hitting the marine ships, explosions seen from where they were, the mast of the left marine ship, crumbling and falling over, causing the ship to tilt and start to sink slowly. “ONE DOWN! TWO TO GO!” Brig would laugh hopping down from where she was on the side of the mast back onto the cannon, now crouched in a feral position, that wicked smile of hers still not gone.

To be honest, she loved death. She loved hearing the cries of men in the distance as their ship began to sink, the men trying to board onto another ship but failing. Her sharp eyes staring down and watching men sink and drown. Oh how she could just have an orgasm from that. “AGAIN! GET THOSE CANNONS LOADED FASTER! WATCH OUT FOR MORE INCOMING FIRE!” she would bark. Law couldn’t help but watch as the crew swiftly got ready for the next firing of their cannons, and effortlessly listened to Captain Brig. A fire in every single crewmate’s eyes as they fought for their home, their ship, for their Captain.

In the distance more booms rang across the sky, and the series of cannonballs were headed towards them, and with quick thinking, multiple of the thick metal sheet walls would pop up, reclining backwards and sending the cannonballs back, some hitting the marine ships, and some hitting into the water. A loud crack would fill the air as one of the barrier walls would snap and start falling down towards the crew, but with quick thinking Kid using his devil fruit powers, would catch the large sheet of metal before landing and squashing any poor crewmates.

Kid smirking a sinister smile, and with a strong wave of his flesh hand, the sheet of metal would go flying towards the right marine ship, hitting it on the base, causing loud cracks and slowly it began to sink. “GOOD ONE KID!” Angus would laugh as he continued to work on the large cannon with Yael. 

“Alright! Time to wipe these fuckers!” Brig would smile as Yael and Angus would back away giving her a thumbs up. Suddenly Brig's yellow and blue eyes would move, the lines in her eyes moving as she would coordinate calculations, slowly the cannon moving to point towards the last standing marine ship. With a quick nod of her head, her glasses would fall down into place over her eyes and nose, Brig placing her hands on the cannon crouched down. The sounds of her arms doing a cling, as her arms adjust, the metal moving and letting out smoke, and with a quick flash from her hands the cannon would fire, a loud boom and causing the whole ship to jolt a bit. (Y/n)’s whole body would jolt with the cannon but staying tightly in place. That wilde crazed smile would widen even more seeing the whole marine ship before them explode up in smoke and flames. The Shipwright’s crew let out victorious roars seeing the last ship go down.

Kid’s and Killer’s eyes were just wide upon seeing such a strong cannon, that only they can assume that (Y/n) had built this weapon. Brig’s arms would make a cling sound again as steam and smoke is emitted from her arms and legs. Standing at full her covered eyes stared down where the Maine ships went down, that sick sadistic smile still plastered on her face.

Law could only just stare before his eyes would look over landing on (Y/n). Why was she killing these Marines in such a brutal way? That sadistic smile hides something deep. That smile was of nothing full of pleasure or want. It was a need, the need for death. Seeing her stand fully upright once again she would roll her head side to side a few joints popping as she did. The stress more evidently seen in her shoulders, being on top of a huge cannon that jolts the whole ship, can definitely cause irritation and discomfort to one's body. 

The Shipwright’s Brig now nearing the sunken marine ships, dead bodies floating, pieces of wood, the sails slowly being brought down into the depths of the water. (Y/n) on top of the cannon looked down until she would growl lowly, moving and landing on the side of the ship and grabbing w struggling body and throwing it up onto the deck. It was a young marine man, still alive but heavily injured. Severe burns across his body, his pale skin almost practically black due to almost being burnt alive. Brig climbing back into the deck would approach the struggling marine who was all but crying. Brig would kneel down still towering over this man looking down at him. 

Pushing up her sunglasses to her forehead with a single metal clawed finger, her intense orange and blue eyes stared down at the man. “So boy,” she spat with venom “tell me! What's the latest news in the Marines?” she would smile, grabbing the man's head resulting in the man screeching out in pain. “Oh hush now! Tell me and we can get this done and over with!” The man would cry, tears leaving his eyes as he would weakly look up at (Y/n) with burnt crusted eyelids. 

“B-besides the f-four new emperors of the sea, B-Buggy the clown! B-Buggy the clown made the cross guild with the Mihawk-hawk and C-Crocodile!” The man would cry out trying to lift his broken arm to get the strong Captain's hold off his head, but to no avail. “A-and.. T-The Sea S-Snake has k-killed another few Marines… “ the man's words would start to falter as his life was slipping. 

The large she-captain would roll her eyes looking down at the man, as slowly his life began to leave his eyes. His breathing erratic as suddenly his breathing stopped fully. “Wonderful news… “ she would stand, dragging the man by his head to the side railing of the ship and tossing him overboard into the great waters of the Grand Line. 

Kid’s and Law's crew stood silent as they watched the scene that had unfolded before them. This woman was vicious but playful. What a dangerous type of woman to ever exsist. “Anyways! Tonight my ladies and gentlemen and non-binary hoes! WE CELEBRATE!” the crew would let out another victorious cry out, cheering, wooping, claps, and some of the shipwrights high-fiving one another. 

It was like she said. A party would be held and the whole galley was full of everyone partying, eating, and drinking happily. Even the kitchen workers are out and about partying happily. (Y/n) was even there for once sitting at a table at the base of the stairs where the most trusted people of the ship sat with her drinking. Yael, Angus, the commander in charge of supplies, 2 commanders in charge of the shipwright’s, and finally Umai and the head chef, Metto. All 8 of them sat at the table laughing loudly at one another, yelling at one another in a drunk stupor.

Brig’s head would turn to Kid and his commanders. “OI! You fucking brutes get your asses over here!” she would laugh, a red tint to her cheeks showing that the alcohol deffinently making her incredibly drunk. Kid would roll his eyes and make his way over with his commanders and sit down next to the Shipwright commanders and (Y/n).  “Not gonna lie. Yall did great out there today! Had me fuckin’ impressed with that devil fruit powers of yers’, throwing that metal sheet at the marines and watching them fuckin’ panic was fuckin’ GREAT.” she would roar laughing, hunching over a bit as while slamming her fist down against the table.

Kid couldn’t help but let that smug smirk be placed on his lips. “Well, it's what the fucking bastards deserve.” Brig would nod, smiling and motioning to some empty chairs. 

“Sit you fuckin’ wanks, celebrate drink, relax have fun!” (Y/n)’s pale yellow and blue eyes would stare down Kid, but instead of the bitchy snark look she gave, it was a true look of gratefulness. Kid would instantly take the offer sitting down next to the larger male Angus, while Killer sat next to him but also next to Umai. Umai having a straw going up under her mask sipping her drink happily. Heat and Wire would sit next to Yael and (Y/n). “Where the fuck is your bud, Laaawww?” (Y/n) would quip looking dead first into Kid's eyes once again. 

“From what I've heard, he's not one for crowded areas.” Killer would speak for Kid, not really wanting Kid just to speak shit about Law. The she-captain would simply nod her head, raising her whiskey bottle to her lips and taking a sip before setting it back down letting out a soft hum while feeling that nice smooth burning sensation down her throat. 

“Understandable, knowing that man and his background.” (Y/n) would lean back into her chair kicking her stilted bionic feet up resting them on top of the table, raising her hands behind her head to rest them there. “So small chat, what the Marine said.” All the commanders and guests at the table, eyes would snap to the serious looking bionic female's face. “The Crossguild is something we could look into for needed supplies. Maybe we can make ourselves look like a small business to buy shit from them, worth a fucking shot.” Upon hearing the serious tone from his captain, Angus would nod his head noting what he needed to do tomorrow adding it on to his normal task list as well. “Now the Sea Snake? Damn, is she getting good at her job.”

Kid would raise an eyebrow, tilting his head to the side ever so slightly. “Who the fuck is Sea Snake?”

Yael would simply smirk “Supposedly, a marine gone mad, killing Marines as well. Takes parts of the commander's navy jackets and adds them to her own jacket that is FULL them.” Yael would cackle. (Y/n) couldn't help but smile, shaking her head at Yale's words. Though this Sea Snake was interesting to say the least to Kid and his commanders. “BUUTT, that's what people say. We can only go off by what they say. We normally stay on the ship for months before docking again. Then to add on, with how well we stay hidden we hardly hear news of the world and what's going on.” Yael would sigh, grabbing her large mug of ale and chugging a bit of it before setting it back down. 

“Yael is right.” Angus would speak gruffly looking over at Kid and Killer next to him. “Hope you guys are used to being out at sea for a while. Might be a while before we can dock again.” Kid's and Killer's attention on Angus he spoke to them. 

Kid would simply just nod his head rolling his eyes. “We normally fucking are.” Angus would smile nodding his head mumbling a soft ‘good’ under his breath. (Y/n)’s face now relaxed and calmed, all was on her face was a smile and closed eyes. Kid's eyes trailed over her metal stilted feet and legs, including her arms too. The work and details into the prosthetics was insane. Better than any work he's seen before. How exactly did she make them work the way she wanted to? It definitely wasn't her devil fruit powers. He himself has to use his devil fruit powers to make his metal arm, stay together, and to move and function. So how? 

“So…Captain Brig. How the fuck do you work your metal prosthetics?” Kid's intense amber eyes would stare at the female before him who seemed completely relaxed. Slowly her right eye would open showing the pale orange eyes with a cross-air staring back at him. A smirk rising to her lips. 

“That is a wonderful question, Captain Kid” she would slowly sit up, setting her right foot down to the ground. Reaching forward with her metal hands, pulling up her left pant leg all the way up to her upper knee. It would show where her metal leg ends at a thick metal part connecting to her actual flesh right below the knee. Her fingers would press into some button on the back of the metal band and with a soft hiss and crunch, she would twist and pull her metal leg off. Setting it on the table before Kid and pushing it towards him. Kid's eyes wide with wonder. As he would reach forward grabbing the leg and holding it up to his face looking over the fine details of metals, wires, and engravings. Kid's eyes then flick back up to the metal part ending at her left leg.

“So can you take that shit off too?” Kid would look at where the leg connects to a socket and wires that are partially sticking out ready for connection again. 

“Nope!” She would pop the P. 

“Why the fuck not?” Kid's eyes meeting hers once again, the metal stilted leg in his hands still. 

“It's kinda hard to remove a metal plate that's connected to my skin tissue, muscles, veins, nerves, and bone.” She would smirk. Kid's eyes would widen as his eyes would look back at the metal plate stump. “pretty much is keeping me able to control my leg as if it was a real one. But if I have it connected, wherever anyone touches it will send the familiar feeling of being touched to my senses, so pretty much it is my real leg but not. The same goes for my arms.” She would shrug her shoulders, arms crossed across her chest. 

Kid would grumble, setting the leg back down onto the table and pushing it back to her. Once the metal prosthetic leg was close to her stump, the wires from the leg would reach out connecting to her stump, pulling it together and with the same hiss but pop this time, her leg back in place. The yellow lights came back to life as she would move her leg with ease off the table. “Did.. Did you fucking make these?” Kid's eyes pretty much staring daggers at her. She would nod her head. 

“I did, but these aren't my first pair. This is my 10th pair. My first pair was made by the man who taught me everything. My third pair was from the same man and some of his people, who managed to figure out how to connect it to my body, so I could move it more freely and feel things again since I was robbed of that pretty young.” She would grumble. “But after the first five he provided me, at that point I had already started to learn what I needed to do to make them and the knowledge. It's just been upgrades one after another and getting better with each one. So I have a few different types of feet stilts, just feet that I use for combat or being docked at a town. Then I have different types of arms and hands. Like the CLAW or the BRUTE. Claw is a hand that's able to heat up and be able to cut through anything and do some serious damage. The Brute allows me to punch faster and harder with thrusters on the back of the hand.” She would pick up her drink once again, taking a few greedy gulps of it before setting it back down. 

Heat's and Wire's attention was now strictly on (Y/n) upon hearing what she said. Being robbed of it while young? Her arms and legs? Man was that just fucked up. “But that's a story you all don't need to hear. Anyways! Party time!” she would laugh standing up and raising her glass to the air and the whole galley filled with everyone lifting their mugs cheering loudly in unison.

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Imagine Jasmine coming into Bab's lab with more ribbons at least once a week to keep braiding their hair. It says that it found them all in its desk drawers but they're pretty sure that it's buying them as an excuse to come see them.

!!!!!! Oh my god that's the cutest shit 🥺🥺🥺 imagining Bab taking better care of their hair just for Jasmine 🥺

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5 Things About Velvette Not Everyone Knows (aka my silly headcanons):

1. She likes rambling about the different techniques of design throughout history. Get her started on it and you’ll be all there day, because for some reason, you can’t look away from her sparkling eyes as she speaks excitedly–almost too fast to keep up with.

2. One of the reasons (the most important one clearly) Velvette accepted the business proposal from the other two vees was because they didn’t look down on her nor did they speak to her with condescension. Many of the other overlords had seen her as some upstart to amuse themselves with, even with the undeniable power and recognition she had gained in a short time; they wouldn’t consider her a threat due to her youth. It might be a little silly, yes, but she would never take that kinda of disrespect; yet, Vox and Valentino didn’t even crack a chuckle when Velvette brought her own demands and conditions to the contract agreement.

3. Her screen time is incredibly concerning and warrants a long phone time-out. (Valentino has issued both her and Vox one before; it didn’t end well. P.S. Vox almost malfunctioned.)

4. She wouldn’t consider herself rotten evil, but more of “power is strength, and money!” typa gal. Her intentions weren’t ever good, but the Vees always benefited because of them. See: The Love Potion she created with Valentino. Great for business and easy to use on people like Valentino’s employees which keeps him happy. (Not so great for them, of course. ^-^ But that wasn’t her problem.)

5. She truly was the backbone of the vees. The residents of hell understood the statement only loosely; but Velvette isn’t just stroking her own ego whenever she says that. Without her patience, influence, observation skills, and many more valuable traits, the Vees would undoubtedly fall apart. Not even mentioning how Val and Vox would be at each other’s throat, (or other people’s throats, like The Radio Demon and Velvette’s unwitting employees; just to name a few) She directed them to who they needed or where they needed to be if volatile, hell, who knows where Valentino would be if he blew up the city looking for Angel Dust everytime he got ghosted.