#but yea he's not the best on boats but he figures it out

[supportingfire]

thoma doesn't have many acute phobias, but one of them is drowning, and by extension, thalassophobia (fear of open/deep water.) i don't think it really needs to be explained but in short, his boat bringing him to inazuma was destroyed before he reached land, and he spent hours in open water on a piece of drift wood before eventually passing out. it was by luck and chance that he washed up on ritou's shores where someone was able to find him and revive him. he swallowed a lot of water during the process, and nearly died from drowning. the event was traumatic, though thoma has never admitted this to himself, and left him with an almost subconscious fear of drowning, and open ocean.

[j2d3]

Mr. Loverman | Mad hatter/ Jefferson x reader | Pt 5

Picture this since before the curse you and Jefferson have been best friends, your character is the chesiare cat but a witch version ( NOT A FURY 💀) . This is staged during season one during the time of the curse, your memory is erased but he still remembers you. ( Also Jefferson doesn’t have a daughter in this!!!)

"Wakey, Wakey girl." I hear a kinda unhinged voice say, my eyes still closed but I can feel that he's right in front of me. As I open my eyes, I see him sitting criss cross on the floor spinning a card between his fingers.

"It's Y/n, ya know." I say, sitting up rubbing my eyes, the place gets a little less blurry after a few seconds. I hear the man mutter a yea yea, as he hops up from the grounds.

Stubbly I get up from the bed, trying my best to get out of tired state. Ok recap, last night I saw the guy playing with his hat or whatever, talked to him and then I got sucked into his portal to wonderland, slept in his house and now I'm here. Quite a weird night for a weekend I suppose, the man walks out the room and I follow him out.

"So when can I get home?" I teleport to his side, watching as his eyes widen in surprise to my magic, and a grin all of a sudden splattered on his face.

"Ah so you're a witch, makes sense, only a witch could follow me in this damned place." He grabs his hat off the rack, placing it on his head.

"Technically I fell in here I didn't follow you, but whatever rocks your boat." A chuckle escapes his lips and I'm not going to lie a smirk came onto my face, there's something quite amusing about a mad man, it's fun to figure them out.

"Well perhaps we shall be on our way, I have to do something first before you can go home, and seeing as you're a witch I could definitely use your assistance."

"And that is? What are we doing before I go home?"

"Steal some cookies from the queen of course, but oh they're not just any cookies, they're magical cookies." A scoff escapes my mouth, before a giggle joins in.

"Mkay." Whatever cookies they are they better be worth it.

Time skip ~

I observe the trimmed bushes standing right in front of me, the wonderland maze, this is going to be a trip or is it?

In an instance I'm levitating off the ground, flying I guess you could call it, observing the maze in the bottom of me, turning completely invisible.

"Jeez thanks for your help Y/n, you're very helpful." Jefferson yells, "Very helpful."

I appear beside Jefferson fully visible once again, a beaming closed smile on my face. I signal him to follow me, his face yells in confusing, his eyebrows raised and his head tilted to the side a bit but he still follows me.

"So how you memorize the whole maze in a couple of seconds, are you some type of special witch or something?"

"A memory spell, for longer lasting memory that I added on myself months ago, works so well." I say boringly, stopping for a second before taking a left.

"Uh huh wel-" before he can continue I cut him off, "Why could you possibly go to wonderland for magical cookies, what's so good about them?"

"Dark one's orders, the cookies make you grow to a giant size, he wants to add it to his collection of magical items." My brows rise, why would the Dark one send Jefferson to get the cookies when he can get himself, nevertheless I shall the not question the Dark one's orders.

"Huh Okay." Once again I stop, this time stopping at a dead end, quickly I fix the situation by taking a right.

"I should warn you, Wonderland is a dangerous place, ruled by a vicious queen. We're risking our lives to get those cookies as we are going against the queen." Jefferson states, this time I stop not because of this time it's not about the maze.

"So you want me to risk my life to get some cookies from the queen so I can get back to the enchanted forest?" A large doubt enters through me like a shock of lighting, but yet I feel like I have to do this. I mean what if they kill him and his blood is on my hands, I know I shouldn't care about the man I met last night but I feel obligated do to this.

"Correct."

"Uh huh, got it."

After 30 minutes or so me and him have finally escaped the long puzzled maze, I sigh of relief and so does he.

"So what's next?" I question Jefferson, my hands placed on my hips waiting for him to answer me, I could tell he's thinking of his next steps, I hope he has a plan.

"Next we blend in, so they don't know our faces. After that we sneak into the queen's castle, specifically the basement where the cookies are." Again I am in confusion with this man, he doesn't seem to be a warlock so how is he gonna blend us in unless he has clothes to make us blend in with the crow, actually he probably does. But I'm still confused how we are going to go smoothly in the castle's basement .

Jefferson pulls out fabrics and clothing out his bag, and quickly he put a scarf around my neck and it covers my head only my face popping out of it, but noticeably. He then "disguises" himself in multiple fabrics around himself, he's definitely getting recognized.

"So how are we getting to the castle's basement, wouldn't we easily get caught just walking in?" I am replied my Jefferson's mad laugh.

"We're not going to walk into the castle's entrance Y/n, I'm mad but not stupid. We're taking the wonderland caves, we'll have someone sneak us in through there to the basement." This time instead of confuses I'm curious, does this mad man have connections through all the realms?

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"Clock? Clock? Are you there? I'm here, it's tea." Holding the torch in my hands cautiously and carefully, I quick catch on his use of the code names. It's pretty easy to detect a code, they're abnormal and out of the ordinary, sometimes they are used in words to describe a person. I can assume Jefferson's code name is tea because he likes tea, and the person's code name is clock cause they like to read the time?

Soon the caves echoes the door screeching open, quietly but easily, a man stands behind the door. only his head popping out, but he's like a human sized rabbit, that's definitely out of the ordinary but knowing how I have a talking insect in my land I don't seem to mind.

"Quick come in, can't have anyone noticing you" , "and your friend." Jefferson grabs my arm, bringing me quickly inside with him. The rabbit checked his watch shakily, his body anxiously shaking.

"Do you what you must but be quick!" Without warning the rabbit bolted out the room, leaving me and Jefferson in the basement, well what I can assume is the basement.

"Woah it was kinda easy getting in here." I exclaim looking around the room while Jefferson scans the room before searching it.

"Don't savor the moment, the queen of hearts is not to be underestimated. Now quick look for the cookies, if you see a jar of cookies that say eat me with a pink frosting there the ones."

"Okay..." I join Jefferson in searching the room, looking in every corner, trying to look for the small details even the ones that don't seem to matter.

"So who is the Queen of hearts?'

"An evil queen and witch, if we cross her she cuts off our heads even for the smallest misconceptions. Nevertheless why we shall quicken our pace my dear and look for this jar of cookies before our heads fly off our bodies." I nod in response, wondering about this queen of hearts.

A faint sound of footsteps catch my ear, all clattered at once. I look to Jefferson's direction to know if he can hear it, he doesn't at least not yet. I quicken my pace, teleporting while I'm at it.

The stomps get closer at each second, a wave of panic floods through my body yet also amusement, now Jefferson hears it. He panics looking through the the shelves, tables, and even the mess of the pile. I'm constantly teleporting, frantically searching for the jar of cookies.

3 soldiers storm in the room, Jefferson looks at the them with a hidden fear in his eyes, I stand my back to the wall. I'm invisible so they don't know I'm here, the slam of the door shutting makes 2 of the soldiers turn their backs, 1 still keeping an eye on Jefferson.

"What the hell was that?!?" One of them says, I quickly lock the door, before teleporting to the guy looking at Jefferson, knocking him out with one of the things I found while scattering the place.

Jefferson's grin reappears on his face as I make myself visible again, the two soldiers turn around, their eyes frozen for a second.

"Surprised?" In an instance I'm beside the second soldier, amused at the confusing and fear splattered on his face. Jefferson grabs the sword from the 1st soldier that got knocked out, looking at the soldier competitively.

"Ya know I've never seen gear as funny looking as yours in wonderland, your queen has set you up really." Jefferson says, eyeing the soldier in front of him. I on the other hand teleport in different places, scaring and confusing the soldier I'm battling. I've never really felt this joy in my life, I like this even though our lives are at risks right now.

A groan of pain is heard from the other soldier, Jefferson hurt him out, leaving him bleeding on the floor. Now it's us against the 3rd soldier, I knock him out but Jefferson finishes him off.

"Now I suppose we get going, don't you agree Y/nyy?"

"Definitely!" Jefferson throws the hat on the floor, slowly but quickly it opens up. Standing on top or in front of it, Jefferson holds my hand as we prepare to jump. Another stomps of soldiers fill the hallway, luckily the door is locked but that dosen't stop the banging on the door as they try to open it.

As the door swings open, me and Jefferson are already falling through the portal, holding hands tightly laughing.

Soon we fall on dirt and leaves, the hat falling and joining us on the floor too. My eyes meet Jefferson's, a look of amusement on both of our faces. Suddenly I remember something, the jar of cookies. We didn't get it, oh no what is the dark one going to do to Jefferson.

"Jefferson, the cookies!" He madly grins, laughing like I said something dumb. He then grabs something from his bag, a jar, the jar of cookies.

"I got it last minute, turns out it was hidden amongst the books.", "Ya know, You're not so bad for a partner Chesiare ." I sigh of relief, smiling back at him.

"Your not so bad yourself hatter."

As we both get off the ground helping each other up, a feeling waves through my mind. He's fun, I like him I think I wanna see him again after this. We dust the dirt and lint off our clothes, Jefferson lifting up his hat off the floor and placing it on head while I fix my dress.

As we both start to walk away from each other I stop in my tracks, turning back around.

"Jefferson." I call out to him, he then stops and looks my way.

"Can we meet again, maybe another task or something?"

"Yes we can be friends Chesiare if that's what your'e asking." I tilt my head but I accept his words knowing that's what I wanted, why I wanted to see him again. I give him a genuine smile and am received by his, I'm going to love being his friend. I walk away with a pleased feeling in my heart, for once in my life I like one of those guys from the pub.

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Authors note

Okay so I know I haven't finished the backstory yet but I didn't want to make this chapter too long, chapter 6 is going to be the last part of the backstory and then we're going back to the present. I promise not to make you guys wait too long :) I appreciate you readers and I'm thankful for all of you, have a good day/night!

[presidentheartbeat6]

The Temeraire Playlist...

Hi. Hello. I am here today to ramble on about the music I've got on my temeraire playlist.

My music taste is. Strange. Blame my dad.

GRAND NEW SPIN (GOLD CELESTE): Starting out strong with a song that reminds me of willzing. There are! A lot of these!!! On here. You have been forewarned.

Anyways I think this is from Tharkay's perspective. "A longing for things to begin" (Ok but pining Tharkay. methinks.) / "A place where truth is not a sin" (THEIR HOME!!!! POST CANON!!!!!!!!! yea guess what the truth part is I dare you. I'll give you a hint its their GAY LOVE)

MEDICINE (LOVING): Will Laurence.

"You felt for the words like the wings of a bird, riding the winds of a dark form you heard" (!!!!! TEMRER!!!!!!!!!) / "A voice speaking low, it said 'I swim the deep waters, dreams are my eyes, deeper than blue'" (this but.. Tharkay.. dreaming about blue eyes..)

And then the last few lines are. Laurence to Tharkay & Granby :,)

TWO FOR NERO (EVERYTHING EVERYTHING): Ok so I can't put an everything everything song and NOT talk about it. Fair warning I'm crazy insane about this song. Like wild. My blog name is actually based on the everything everything song called (you guessed it) president heartbeat.

Now this song. Starts out a little strange. You're like 'where are these guys going with this???' And then about halfway through. You get to. The Part. You'll see what I mean. Pllllss tell me what you think about this song I'm so curious if it's just a me thing or what.

Anyways... this song is soo. Will Laurence. But specifically it's Granby talking about him.

"We met inside a war zone" / "And you never tell me anything, you never tell me anything" (EARLY BOOKS LAURENCE POV, HIM & GRANBY WHEN HE'S STILL FIGURING OUT THE CORPS. HEAVY BREATHING.) / "I can't remember dates and times, and I'm sorry for the years I was a shipwreck boy" (Laurence POV amnesia arc. Yeha.) / "I'd rather dash myself up on the rocks, than see you waste away your day with clocks, in every corner of your parent's home" (amnesia arc granble POV gheaaauugh) / "And there's no world war coming in, all the reasons I've been worrying, just forget the parts you'll never need, all these things I'll tell you when you wake up" (SO FUCKED UP SO FUCKED UP SO FUCKED UP. hahahaha Point of View: Granby when his best friend loses all memory of him lol hahaha!!!!!!!! hahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!)

MAKE A CHIIIIIILD. AAA CHIIIILLDDDDD. AAAA FOOORREEEESTTTTT.

ok sorry I'm done. there are even MORE lyrics that relate to them in this song than the ones that I listed btw. some ODDLY specific ones too. I wish I could listen to this song for the first time again.

DRAGON EYES (ADRIANNE LENKER): no this is definitely not just on here cuz dragon is in the song name how dare you. anyways this song is sososoooo willzing.

Just think like ... tharkay's perspective..... "When the hot sand burns my feet, you have cool hands, you are sweet" / "As the coastline is shaped by the wind, as we make love and you're on my skin, you are changing me, you are changing me" / "I just want a place with you, I just want a place" (do I even need to say it?!!?? ok fine. their house. post canon.)

IN OUR BEDROOM AFTER THE WAR (STARS): dare I say Tharkay Laurence Granby friendship.........

"It's us, yes, we're back again, here to see you through, 'til the days end" (YEAH. YEAH. GRANBY AND THARKAY @ LAURENCE.) / "She's gone, she left before you woke, as you ate last night, neither of you spoke" (beautiful awkward early day willzing) / "And if you lost it all, and you lost it, well we'll still be there when your war is over" (AGAIN!!! THEM AT LAURENCE!!)

TO GO HOME (M. WARD): GRANBY & LITTLE>???>?>?>? finally a song NOT about Laurence. except this could probably still be about Laurence if u squint.

"Sailing on a sinking ship, into the sunset in day" (poor granble forced onto all those many. long. boat voyages LOL) / "To think I'll have to give it all up someday" (just thinking Abt how they'd never be able to get legally married and even if they do stay together how they'd live their lives in constant fear of being found out) / "And if I ever treated you mean, you know that it was only because, I'm sorry, I couldn't have you for my own"

IN THE AEROPLANE OVER THE SEA (NEUTRAL MILK HOTEL): Tharkay song :3

"What a beautiful face, I have found in this place, that is circling all 'round the sun" (Tharkay inner monologue whenever he sees Laurence) / "What a beautiful dream, that could flash on the screen in the blink of an eye and be gone from me" (the dangers of Laurence dying in the line of duty, etc, etc) "And one day we will die, and our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea" (thinking about temeraire spreading their ashes lol lol lol I am laughing so hard rn hahahahaha. spreading them TOGETHER I might add. United even in death) "With one you loved so long ago, now he don't even know his name" (*whispers* amnesia laure- *gunshots*)

SIMULATION SWARM (BIG THIEF): Mmmm yum yum I love this song. It sort of gives me Granby & Laurence vibes.

"O my stars, winged creatures, gathering in silken height" (TEEEMMMERAIIRE! sorry I have to.) / "with the drone of fluorescence, flicker, fever, fill the form" (just thinking about Laurence watching over Granby one of the many times he's seriously injured. siiigh.) / "And you could be my brother, once again fall asleep with our backs against each other" / "I'd fly to you tomorrow, I'm not fighting in this war, I wanna drop my arms and take your arms and walk you to the shore"

TOUGH LOVE (FLYTE, LAURA MARLING): auhgguhgh more willzing feelings. just thinking about their adjustment period after fighting in the war where they're both trying to learn how to Be Normal about being in love. thisssss ssoonnggg gives me Tharkay POV vibes.

"I've been trying to hurt you, I've been holding you tight" (the ultimate paradox, pushing away those you love because you're afraid of it, and being so desperately in love you can't fully make yourself do it.) / "I've been learning to love you, am I doing it right?" / "How are you still breathing, with my hands all over your heart?" (I think that while Laurence is still eons from normal, once he comes to terms with it he's a lot... MORE normal about their romance than Tharkay. Laurence trusts him completely and it is. a little disturbing to Tharkay, perhaps)

THE SMOKE (THE SMILE): ohohohoho. this is a fucking PHENOMENAL song.

"It begs me, while I'm sleeping, I desire a second chance, I set myself on fire" (oh YEEESSSS post treason Laurence yum yum yum) / "Wakes me from my sleep, smoke wakes me from" (MUST I EVEN SAY IT. THARKAY RESCUE MOMENT.)

TRIPOLI (PINBACK): I'm too lazy to make an animatic. but if I WERE going to. it would probably be to this song.

"You know what's gonna happen, you know what's gonna happen, he's gonna go down, and he's gonna come back again" (Tharkay somehow miraculously returning to Laurence over and over and over again. soulmates. attracted to each other but also like LITERALLY physically attracted to each other in a magnet way. idk. SOMETHING.)

FORTRESS (PINBACK): THE EGG HUNTTTTTTT!!! HUNT FOR EGG!!!!! DESERT!!!!!!!!!! LAURENCE THARKAY GRANBY BONDING!!!!!!!!

"You and a test of will, too many fallen, too many failed, nobody move, nobody move" (EGG HUNT111 and. bunyips) / "You and I, uneasy, livid" (OOAUGHHQ!! I just think yk like. being stuck out their in the elements day in and day out. all those horrible conditions. and again, the fucking bunyips. so many stressors.... them all being anxious and snappy with each other... angst soooso good...) / "Stop, it's too late, I'm feeling frustrated, I see no sign of fortress, I see no fortress" (looking for water, looking for the egg, looking to catch a FUCKING break for once) / "Another delay, too many hassles, where do we go? How do we follow?"

WILD WEST (GREGORY AND THE HAWK): I love Gregory and the hawk ssoooososososoooooooooooo much. SSOOOSOSOSOOOOO MUCH. I have sooo many of her songs on my aubreyad playlist... yeehhaANYWAYS this song is. soo. Laurence coded.

"Flightless skies, the fear, the doom, it's no surprise" / "Realize there's no sense in losing your mind before your time, in order not to worry, you write the words down, but it's a fools game" (AMNESIA ARC AMNESIA ARC AMNESIA ARC) / "Rise young sun, you're a tireless one, and you'll be back burning when the morning comes" (LAURENCE LAURENCE LAURENCE)

GET NUMB TO IT! (FRIKO): hahhakjdshnjsh would it be mean to say. John Granby. poor baby darling.

"Tip toe out from the backdoor down to the basement, where your funny faces always made me frown" (sneaking into littles' room...) / "And when I'm down, I'll dance in a fever cold and calm, with a sewn on smile and feet swollen and numb" (poor guy :( the granble <3) / "And it doesn't get better, it just gets twice as bad" (JHBKJNKJNKJN. yeah. he literally Cannot Catch a Break bruh.)

OOKAYY!!!!! thank you for reading WOW congrats if you got all the way to the bottom :DDDDDDD listen to one of these songs and tell me when you think :)))!!!!!!

If anyone ever wants to talk music with me literally ever...... pls. I am so here.

[your-local-squip-fanatic]

You know what, I have had zero motivation for writing, BMC is eating my brain, and figuring out what to do with DLAU is killing me. So I say screw it, I'm sharing some of my plans.

Lester's Connection to Commodus- This whole plotline is why I dread STL, Save the Light (No, I did not get it from SU, I forgot that game even existed. It's not even the finalized title). I STILL don't know how exactly to handle it. Basically, I wanted Lester to have SOME personal stake when it came to the emperors, even more than Eliza. So I came up with this: back in ancient times, Lester had an ancestor named Belenus that wandered Greece and, against the advice of his father, went to Rome. Angry at how the gods had been changed, he tried and failed to speak against it, and was sentenced to be a gladiator. Praying to Apollo every day for release, Belenus eventually got good enough that Marcus Aurelius thought about letting him free.

Then. Y'know. He died and Commodus became emperor, and we know that Commodus fought gladiators all the time. Eventually Belenus had to fight Commodus, and was unsurprisingly killed. With his dying breath, he cursed Commodus, saying that the last face he would see would see would be his own. That is, Belenus'. A thousand years later, guess who looks nearly exact to Belenus and has become Commodus' big target, just as important as Apollo?

At first, Lester obviously CANNOT hope to fight Commodus. He tries this, he gets his ass kicked. Again while defending the Waystation and would've been decapitated by the emperor if not for Apollo managing to reveal his godly form. In BMR, Lester's toughened up and out for blood after Jason's death (yea, he goes from sweet to murderous after the yacht infiltration. Buckle up boi) and can actually manage Commodus better until he gets stabbed IN THE DAMN LIVER AND IS HOLDING ON TO HIS THREAD FOR DEAR LIFE FOR APOLLO'S SAKE. That fight is one I really look forward to.

Admittedly yeah, kinda needless plotline with Belenus but STILL. I'm figuring things out, so not everything is final.

The Scene We Don't Talk About- You know it. I just mentioned it. Again, not everything in this post is final, take this with a grain of salt.

Jason's death is going to be a huge moment development wise for Lester too. As I said, in the aftermath Lester will become hellbent on killing Caligula- whether or not he gets to, idk yet, but I have a funny idea for if Lester does:

Caligula: I'm still alive! (gets killed by Lester)

Lester: Not anymore, you're not.

Yep. Lester changes DRASTICALLY after the yacht stuff. But funny enough, the whole sequence is one of those that I don't need to change much but I also have to change a lot of it. It's still very early in planning, but the idea right now is Lester eventually has to race over to boat twelve in order to save them, fails, endures the heart stabbing thing by Apollo (they share wounds if they're serious enough!), see Jason die, try to attack Caligula, and end up nearly dying fron pandai arrows to save Piper and Apollo. Lester's last conscious words to Apollo after three arrows in back and being drifted to safety by Tempest are: "You would've done it too."

Apollo's changing a bit, and Lester sees that. He's trying to help that change along the best he can and support Apollo after such a horrible event.

The Final Battle For Delphi: Apollo and Lester VS Python- Ohhh man. At first when making DLAU, I figured that I'd omit this as I didn't think I could fit Lester in the fight. But after careful planning, I realized I possibly could- but maaaan, it wasn't going to end well. Lester simply isn't built the same as Apollo by this point (he has his glowy gold eyes back by now! In Lester's body!!) and is reduced to a bloody, broken mess once we get to the part with Chaos. He fights hard beforehand, but Python is just WAY too much for him, plus, y'know, they're in a volcanic atmosphere or something?! (I need to re-read ToA soon, goodness.)

Of course, Apollo takes a hell of a beating too, but he's not the one on death's doorstep. As he's turning back into his golden godly form, he's weeping and DESPERATELY trying to heal Lester. Of course, because happy ending, Lester does survive by the skin of his teeth thanks to what healing Apollo could manage, though was hospitalized for a while. He later reunites with his demigod pals and shares a happy cry with Apollo once they see each other.

The ending will be much of the same as in canon ToA, but it ends with Lester finally going back to his parents, his family, and embracing his quirks about himself. The message from the ending is one that I think is too relevant to not share now, given what's happened.

Lester breaks the fourth wall a bit, telling the reader that everything that happened was indeed true. He reflects a bit on the insane adventure he had to go through to get a second shot at life, and tells us not to squander ours, since we're not as lucky to be given two chances- we get one, and that's final. A few words from him about accepting and loving yourself, stuff he wished he had before, and basically tells us to not be afraid to be ourselves and stand up for what we believe in, that no evil will persevere forever, and that ANYONE can make a difference. After all, without him, Apollo couldn't have made it back to Olympus.

And of course, his eternal words of wisdom that to this day I am so damn proud over: "Hope to see the sun rise."

There we go! There's just a few. If you're interested to hear about my other plans for scenes I'll change or add, don't be shy and ask!

[theblacksheepcz]

More Rebecha headcanons but this time it’s her relationships with basically everyone

Here is part one btw

oh my god i forgor this in my draft section

um uh let’s start chronologically I think cuz it feels right for meh

So Rebecha and Super Weasel Kid never met, but Rebecha knows about him because of Walk, and SWK doesn’t even know she exists. HOWEVER. If they did meet, they would have this ‘wine aunt and prankster nephew’ dynamic like “yo can I borrow this dangerous thing for a prank?” “take it and leave me alone. (finally something interesting will happen)”

She met Mr. Squarell once in Secrets of Legendaria and they very much relate to each other.

Rebecha hates Irving with every pixel of her being. He hates her too. They can’t be in a single room together without beating the shit out of each other. Anyways that’s why she’s so rebellious and wants to get the fuck out of Gameworks/Gamefuna. Because the workplace is shit.

She gets along very well with Bryce, she listens to his stories from the Cooking Granny series and he taught her a few things about cooking/baking!

Wizarro is her best friend. Bestest friend she ever had. She tells him everything from gossips to personal stuff and he’s always there for her if she needs comfort. He’s too pure for this world T-T oh and also they paint each other’s nails

also she didn’t really talk to the other fighters in Combat Arena X but she had this rivalry with Shinobee and Alley Gator-

Now about Sado…*inhale* so if you’ve known me long enough (or follow my other medias) you probably noticed that I basically invented Sabecha- you see- ITS COMPLICATED THEY HAVE POTENTIAL OK- THEYRE FRENEMIES AND LOVERS- AND- CALM X RECKLESS, REBEL X GOODY-TWO-SHOES, FORBIDDEN LOVE/STARCROSSED LOVEEERS, ON AND OFF RELATIONSHIP?? grumpy x silly. *slaps roof of car* This baby can fit so much angst. And fluff. Ofc. you can read my fics and know what I mean-

And while we’re talking about ships. Chandrelle. basically i headcanon that she was in a polycule with them 👉👈 but she broke up with them, mostly on good terms tho.

There’s Lazarus…she tolerates him. Lazarus doesn’t really know if she dislikes him or not because she always has that deadpan expression and mostly monotone voice so he chooses his words carefully around her. But she’s really chill.

Rebecha somehow befriended Jack, the Sphinx’s servant. They understand each other. And he teases her by calling her Rebecca on purpose. That’s pretty much it. Also Wizarro always shushes him whenever he’s about to say a curse word. Everyone actually. Just because.

Rebecha tried to flirt with the village girl once and only got a death stare in return.

talked to Jay once or twice and dipped.

she was the one that told baby Junior that his dad won’t come back and then he had to be hugged for an hour.

Rust is like a father figure to her. More or less. He gives her headpats. But Rocky is more like a nephew.

She pretends that Dustbowl Danny and The Vurm don’t exist. Take that as you will.

Rebecha views FPP as just acquaintances, but they view her as a friend. Rebecha tells stories or vents to them and FPP gets to do the same (in sign language). Both of them are glad that someone actually listens to them.

She’d find Catarina and she would tell Rebecha to “break up with that clown freak” and Rebecha wouldn’t give a shit

o yea she saw Jeremiah sneaking into the boat, she didn’t think much of it.

ok now Lionel Snill…her feelings about him are complicated. Like she knows that he probably has no idea that his characters are sentient and that Irving basically abuses them but at the same time she resents him. And then in Walk she just facepalms at hearing his story.

[gummybear1178]

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Not fully sure where this story is going other than it will be IceMav and their 12 adopted dagger squadron kids!

The dagger squad is determined to find out who Maverick is married to, leading to some shenanigans and eventually the reveal! Followed by one shots featuring MavDad Icemav and Dadmiral with the Daggers!

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Bradley was only a little confused. Out of the blue the previous night he had recieved a text from Jake 'Hangman' Seresin, wanting to meet up.

They agreed on Jake bringing food to Bradley's house.

And so that was what was happening.

Bradley sat on his couch waiting on the sound of a vehicle driving up and a knock on his door. He couldn't fathom what Hangman of all people would want to meet up with him about.

Soon the curious knock finally came at the door.

Bradley made his way to the door, not having a clue what would follow this.

"I brought the food." Jake said with a smile as he held up two bags of food.

"Good, cause I am starving."

Jake set the foor out on the coffee table in front of the couch as Bradley grabbed them each a soda from the kitchen.

"So, Hangman, what's this sudden meet up about?" Bradley asked walking back in.

"Jake." Jake corrected between bites of his burger.

"Alright, Jake," Bradley said, his head now more frazzled than before. "What's up?"

"I figured if we are going to be on a squad together permantly I might as well get to know everyone better." Jake reasoned.

"Forgive me for my confusion here Jake," The word still felt foreign in Bradley's mouth. "But that's not exactly in character for you."

"And what do you know of my character?" Jake asked.

"Pretty much what we all know, you are a show boating loner with an ego larger than the Navy's fleet."

"No, that's Hangman's character." Jake corrected. Figuring that being direct was the best way to go about this.

This made Bradley pause before he could take the next bite of his burger.

"Talking about ourselves in third person now?"

"Not exactly, I..." Jake tried to find the words.

"Does this have anything to do with Maverick pulling you aside the other day?" Bradley finally pieced together.

"MavDad gave me some advice, decided to give it a shot." Jake answered honestly, surprised though that Bradley noticed their disappearance.

"What kind of advice did Dad give you? Usually that's more of Pop's department."

"Told me I should try and connect with the squad more. Let them see a little more Jake and a little less Hangman." Jake admitted, if he was going to be direct, might as well go all the way. Maverick said choose a person to focus on and go from there. Bradley seemed to have an in with everyone, so why not start with him. Or atleast that's the logic he was going with.

"So you started with me Bagman?"

"For starters, I don't like being called Bagman."

"Alright, Jake, so you started with me?"

"Figured why not."

"Alright then, I guess we have to get to know each other then."

"How about we start with the deep stuff?"

"The deep stuff?" Bradley gave him a wild look.

"Yea, like, what's your favorite color?"

"Nope, you've stepped over the line there." Bradley shook his head.

"So you've watched Hunger Games?"

"Who hasn't? Great movies."

"Catching Fire was the best."

"Agreed, but you chose to start our opening up to each other with a Hunger Games reference?"

"We each learned something about one another." Jake justified. "But really, what is your favorite color?"

"Hawain print."

"That's not a color, that's a pattern." Jake dead panned.

"Alright Jake, fine then, what's your favorite color?"

"Blue."

"Like your eyes?" Bradley teased.

"No, like the sky."

Only later did Jake realized Bradley had paid attention to his eye color.

"Alright, if we are doing this might as well dive into the deep stuff now that we have passed through the deep stuff gateway of favorite colors." Bradley stated, before contemplating whether to ask his question.

"Out with it, get off your perch Rooster."

"How did you handle everything after you first air to air kill?" Bradley asked softly, looking away for a moment before looking back at Jake in the eyes.

"I feel like Pop's or MavDad might be the better people to ask that quesiton."

"I'm not asking them. I'm asking you."

"Why are you asking me?"

"This whole opening up stuff only works if you answer the questions."

"I know, but I need to know the why before I answer."

"Mav and Ice are too... Close. They practically raised me. I need someone who hasn't known me my whole life and can relate but not them. I just got them back. They can't know my air to air messed with me. I can't jump back into a relationship with them and immeditally trauma dump on them."

"Why not? I met them a few weeks ago and already did."

Bradley's eyes widened.

"You talked to them about it?"

"Yea, you wanted to know how I handled it? I talked to them. Still not perfect with it, but I can sleep without it poping up in my head every night. I have been able to process it. Well as much as you can process something like that."

"I did it saving Mav, but I still had to take a life."

"My first was saving my wingman, my second was saving you and Mav. You can know you saveed your own, but also have to realize to do that you had to kill another. Though they had the intent to kill too. You didn't go out there to kill, you went out there to save."

"You know Jake, I think I can be friends with this version of you. I like you better without the Hangman persona getting in the way."

"I like me better without him in the way too."

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"Alright Sherlock, what new info do we have to discuss this week?" Natasha asked as she and Bob sat down at a local diner.

They had made it a weekly tradition to make sure they had a night with just the two of them. At first it was just to get to know each other better as Pilot and WSO eventually it turned into two best friends catching up, and of course gossiping about the Squad.

"Hangman and Rooster are totally going to get together." Bob said as he sipped his milkshake.

"Obviously, but they evidently haven't realized it yet. Maverick probably already started the shovel talk when he pulled Jake away the other night." Phoenix agreed taking a sip of her own milkshake.

"When he came back he did suddenly sit next to Bradley instead of standing across the room."

"But even before that they were not so subtly eyeing each other across the room." Phoenix pointed out.

"Honestly, those two are ridiculously oblivious."

"What other info do we have to discuss this week?"

"The rest of the Class of '86 is obviously going to show up soon."

"Definetly, they aren't just going to have 3 show up and no more. It's just a question of when."

"Exacltly, but what's really a question of when is when the rest realize we are together?"

"Nah, they are too oblivous, we are going to have to be obvious to an insane level if we want them to realize."

"I know, Mav literally showed up pictures of his wedding with Ice and you all missed the huge hint." Bob smirked.

"Mav and Ice will figure it out first." Phoenix admitted.

"Probably, but after that it's a coin toss."

"I'm fine with that. I kind of like us as a secret for now." Phoenix added. She liked their relationship the way it was: without any outside pressures. Normally she would tell Bradley about her realtionships are her best friend, but this one she wanted to keep to herself for a while.

"I like to observe more than be the center of attention."

"I know, stealth pilot." Phoenix teased taking Bob's hand across the table.

"You know, you didn't say anything bad when you found out I was your WSO. You instead immediatelyincluded me. None of my other pilots have done that."

"I've gone through a many of WSOs, and you are the first not to mention I was a girl the first time we met. You had my back and I was going to have yours."

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FLYBOY groupchat

Slider You guys. There is another IceMav

Merlin There literally cannot be.

Hollywood Shush, you didn't have to withness the chomp of '86

Merlin Yea, but Slider and I had to share a bunk with them for months at a time before they acknowledged it.

Viper Lets get back to the whole another IceMav thing, because the Navy can't handle two of them. It can barely handle one.

Ice It's under control

Jester I trust it even less now

Maverick No really it is

Sundown I really don't trust it now

Wolf Back on topic, it's Baby Goose and Hangman

Merlin HANGMAN?

Ice You know him?

Merlin He served under me for a few months. He could fly, reminded me a bit too much of Maverick

Slider Yea, and Rooster has his moments where he reminds me a bit too much of Ice

Viper So we literally have another IceMav

Slider Yep...

Maverick We weren't that bad you guys, they are worse

Slider I didn't see either of them CHOMP at the other

Maverick You didn't see them on the deck after the mission

Ice Dare I say they tried to replicate the photo

Maverick But they hugged instead of shaking hands

Viper Besides all this, when do I FINALLY get to meet my GrandDaggers?

Ice Soon ---

"Alright COMPACFLT, you better put a rush on that GrandDagger meeting or Viper will find a way to get back at you." Maverick looked over at Ice as he cooked.

"Oh don't I know it. Knowing him someone still owes him a favor and will just get him up in a jet during a hop without me knowing."

"That would not surprise me in the least."

"How much longer on the spaghetti?" Ice asked looking up from the email he had just finished after multiple pauses to answer the Flyboy groupchat.

"It's basically ready, just need to grab the bowls."

Ice smirked and stoof up and grabbed the bowls from the top shelf, just out of Maverick's reach.

Maverick rolled his eyes but took the bowl and fixed his dinner.

"What do you want to watch tonight?" Maverick asked turning on the TV as he took a seat on the couch.

"National Treasure? They just released a series and I want to rewatch the movies first." Ice suggested.

"Sounds like a plan. We can watch the second one tomorrow then the series."

Ice agreed as he walked in with his own food and a drink for each of them.

As Ice sat the drinks down on the side tables Maverick grabbed the large blanket that was draped over the back of the couch. As Ice sat down Maverick spread it across the two of them before grabbing his bowl of food once more and leaning against his husband.

"I'm glad we get to do this more often." Maverick said softly as he pulled up Disney plus.

"Me too." Ice agreed between bites of food.

Just before Maverick pressed play on the movie Ice spoke up again.

"I have to go on another work trip in a few weeks."

"How long?" Maverick asked. He knew he couldn't be too disapointed, normally it was him being shipped off everywhere.

"A week and a half. It's conference in London."

"When do you leave?"

"Two weeks from tomorrow."

Maverick nodded as he leaned futher intoo Ice, if that was even possible.

"I know one of the perks of you leading the Squad here was more time together, but they still want meet at all these conferences and meetings."

"I know. I was always the one being shipped off everywhere before this anyway. It was just less obvious because we were both constantly on the move. We already spend more time together than we did before anyway."

"I know, but that doesn't mean I want to leave you."

"I'm sure the kids will keep me busy."

"I'm sure they will."

"We are used to long distance anyway, and this is not even two weeks. We have mastered video chatting."

"That we have."

"Ready to start the movie?"

Ice nodded as they continued to eat their dinner.

Slowly their bowls were put to the side as they cuddled on the couch.

At peace in a way they never thought they would be.

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Short but sweet with some plot! Hope you guys enjoyed!! Please let me know your thoughts or if yall have any hopes or suggestions! I love hearing your thoughts!

Also be proud I managed to update again so soon! Because I am proud of myself lol. My schedule is wild and unpredictable.

Figured we need a more lighthearted chapter after the past few.

More fluff coming up but with some plot.

[nestlefox]

Iscan’s Catch

Iscan goes out to sea to retrieve the lord of the seas .  However, he finds himself in the middle of a trap

Tags: Horror, gore, paranoia, death (both human and pokemon)//

Steam smacked his face when the warden lifted the pot lid. Steamed corphish and garlic lathered pellets were scooped out and fell into a small satchel.  Iscan was so enthralled in the whims of cooking, he didn’t witness the canvas of the now void-cloaked sky up until that second.  The sea warden could’ve sworn that he started around twilight.  How long has it been? An hour? Could it have been two hours he’s been cooking? How long has basculegion been waiting?

With each quiet and careful step, Iscan encountered the shoreline to await his work partner.  But not only was basculegion absent but so was a chunk of his boat. The only evidence that it was a full boat was the shredded wood scattered in the water like a haunting path.  It was as if quicksand submerged the warden.  Basculegion would return…eventually. Maybe. As much as Iscan lingered on those hopeful words, he knew he had to wake up.  All Iscan could accept was a sigh before picking up his remaining paddle and the rest of his boat.

The water was still. The wails of pokemon haunted Iscan’s ears and rattled his spine. He was even distracted by the off-putting figures that stood in the corner of his eye. Iscan and his boat floated through the endless darkness as the gleaming moon revealed his path. Iscan tried humming childhood hums, but it did nothing to quell his paranoia. Was this Sinnoh’s latest quiz to test him? Iscan clicked his tongue and mimicked the cries of a basculin 

“B- Bas…Basculegion? Are you there? I’m sorry I- I was late” 

Iscan could hear the water ripples sway and swirl along with the familiar yet menacing growl. It was near and Iscan knew it.  As much as he wanted to flee, Iscan was just relieved that no injuries occurred.  But as he got up, the warden was instantly halted back down. A violent thud shook the frail boat with a violet ring that echoed through the water.  Even though he was laid flat out on the floor, he could see the ominous glow that roared from the water. He got up and saw him. Bigger than the boat itself,  the goliath stared into the depths of the mortal’s soul with his luminescent violet eyes.  And with seconds, Iscan saw nothing but white.

The rich white sand caressed his ankles as the glaring sun scorched his head. He looked at his unwrapped arms, dusty pants, and then the water’s mirror.  Iscan was him but…younger. Iscan turned to see a plethora of people he was once familiar with.  Fishermen from Diamond, Pearl, and solitude alike joined together by the likes of his very own father. 

“Anotha’ cheer for my son being the next Diamond warden!”

Iscan felt a blunt smack on his shoulder, followed by the uncoordinated but genuine hoorah for the new warden of the shore.  But that was white noise compared to Iscan seeing his father smile with pure pride for him.

“Who’da thunk your boy be a warden? Always thought he’d be a cook at best!”

“Boy can’t even catch a bass’!”

The ole man’s voice slammed the fisher’s blabbering mouths shut.  

“And that’s why yer arm almost got got by a damn ‘pix!” 

After the roar of laughter, Iscan’s father turned to look at him 

“Slick, go round up the boats!”

Iscan didn’t say anything in response; he just walked towards the shorelines.  While untying the ropes planted to the soaked solId sand, Iscan could still hear the ramblings of the fellow crewmen.

“Didn’t that old bastard say something about not going deep into the water? Somethin’ about ‘Legion being stubborn?”

“You really gon listen to a man who can’t even swim?”

“Yea but-”

“But nothing. The boy can tell that ‘legion to shove it. Ain’t that right, boy?”

As always, Iscan nodded and gave a thumbs-up to his old man 

The boat set sail, pillaging throughout with resting ripples.  The lax winds guided the abode across the sea.  The tank hummed with each sway of the oars, chatots and togetics screeched through the deafening waves, and men laughed and bantered about Iscan’s success during their hunt. Mantines skipped through the flat water across the nearby Sand’s Reach. Gastrodons and their families sunbathed on the refreshing small sandy island.  Before Iscan could take in the scenery, a voice interrupted him.

“Go get the net, Iscan!”

Maybe he should’ve been more prepared.  Nevertheless, due to the shock, Iscan’s fingers fumbled and let the net fly rest on the watery blanket; catching not even one fish.  Iscan didn’t even need to turn around as the scorching sneers and remarks were enough.  But the usual complaints weren’t enough to take away his awe of the new sight.  The basculin’s iridescent scales shimmered like a blue-curtained rainbow.  They swarmed by the dozens and hundreds. Iscan’s reaction wasn’t the only one; he could hear all the fishermen raise their voices in celebration. 

The sun yawned into twilight just for it to be replaced by the moon.  The ship’s vacant spot gradually got occupied by mountains of basculin.  The candle flames lit brighter than Firespit’s dancing flames.  While the fellow men directed their convos to their daily lives and gossip, Iscan sat slumped in one of the ship's corners.  He watched the remaining basculin scurry before being yanked out of the water while his eyes traced the silver blades that swam with the waves.  He soon heard footsteps heading towards him.

“You really think you’re ready for this?”

Iscan’s eyes lead up to mean his father’s gaze. Iscan waited but nodded regardless. All his father could do was groan.

“You do know that means you’d be living here on your own. I shouldn’t have to see you running back to the settlement because something in the water spooked you”

Before Iscan could attempt to say anything, he heard the man sigh.  Whether it was from exhaustion or defeat was still left undecided. 

“You know your mother worried half to death once she found out.  I don’t even know what that warden saw in you.  But I s’pose I shouldn’t talk much, you betta’  show that damn fish who’s warden”

Iscan didn’t know whether to take that as a compliment or a sort of demand.  But that last sentence caught his attention away from his father and back to the inky black water where the lord was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he was asleep? Possibly lounging in a hidden area of the coast? 

“What you lookin’ at, boy?

“I.. I c- can… I can’t find i-”

It was only then that Iscan paid any attention to the other men.  All huddled up on one side of the boat, they encourage and hollered a man on as he wrangled and wrestled with a line.  The handle clanked with each inch of it reeled back only for it to fly back into the deep every two seconds. Iscan’s eyes raced faster with each time the line reeled back and free forth, every bet was made by the others, every time the lantern trembled with the bait and fish. 

It was as if time slowed.  Iscan’s weary eyes rose to the sky with ghast.  He felt like ice, with each bone of his body feeling colder than the other and his muscles feeling glued.  With a violent trail of dread following up on him, Iscan finally found the lord. Even with one eye blinded by his old travels, the legion stared down at the crew like mere defenseless children.  The once ready and brave men who spent their lives embracing the sea all scurried and hid, all except the very man who held that fishing hook; basculegion’s new prey. The goliath worth of a fish crashed through the wood like the waterfalls it cruises through.  The bloody floorboards sprint through every direction as the boat tumbled and tripped.  With another sprint, the fish lunged toward other fishers. Leaving nothing but the ghostly umbra tracks for weary eyes.  Iscan buried himself into the corner he already sat adjacent to; hoping it couldn’t sense his presence.  Even though he wanted to move his feet, his eyes could only focus on the disembodied limbs and abandoned organs.  His ear can only fixate and the roaring boat, limping towards a different direction, men wailing and uproar as if they were the mismagius and gastlies in legends, the growling waves, hiding the lord’s wrathful cries. However, one voice was like a lighthouse: the cry of the family’s kingdra.

“Stand up, boy! You just gon’ stand there to get ate?”

But like before, Iscan couldn’t mutter a word.  His eyes couldn’t even look away from what was behind his familiar.  A teal and crimson blur yanked Iscan’s father off his feet.  If it weren’t for his quick instincts, he would’ve been submerged in the jail cell of basculegion’s teeth like the rest of his crew. His tired fingers latched onto the broken-down oak bars as if they were the rope of Sinnoh.  Iscan finally broke out of his frozen state and reached out his hand as a replacement for the broken side of that boat.  Iscan could feel his arms being stabbed by the clinging life desperate to be free from the jaws gnawing at his lower body.  Even if the crew was gone, even if the boat was destroyed, even if his arms were ripped straight out of his sockets, even if the man who raised him would seethe at the sight of him up until his dying breathe, Iscan still wasn’t going to let go to the likes of this bestowed lord.  

But when he opened his eyes, he was left with nothing.  Half of the boat was gone.  The fishermen were gone.  His father and his pokemon were gone, and his noble was gone.  All he had left was the broken wood chips and himself. His only evidence that his father was there was the open rows of crimson that drowned his arms.  He sat there.  He knew that lord was surrounding him, anywhere, and one sight of him being in the water would make him another bait on a string.  His tear-veiled eyes looked up at the radiant moon and the stars that danced around it and pleaded.  He pleaded with Sinnoh to save him.  But he waited with the sound of the still waters, the wailing ghost pokemon…and the basculegion.

Iscan felt himself be brought back to himself again, or at least most of himself.  He still felt bound by the bass’s will.  His arms felt heavy and his feet waltz on the very edge of the bow.  With all his might, he grabbed something on his back; his flute.  If he was going to meet his fate, it will be by his own fate. 

 Instead of the same melody he’s been playing for over a decade, he played a tune that used to soothe him in his childhood.   His eyes peeked to see the oncoming glow only to see the connecting purple visions of basculin surrounding him.  He couldn’t begin to count the ones in front of him, let alone around him.  But it didn’t stop him from playing.  His eyes continued to track the lord that swam circles around him.  His feelings of comfort lead him to feel somber and soon guilty when he continued to play; he refused to ignore the basculin that stared him down. Even after the low growls, Iscan didn’t let it stop him but instead let the music continue to protect him.  He felt his eyes water as he sensed the presence that excluded the pokemon. Presence that he couldn’t bare opening his eyes to.  He could sense them around him, judging him, but proud of him.  

Iscan could hear a trail of crashing water dart to him just for it to move past him, feeling to boat move. He can feel himself being moved backward but still feel the violet apparitions stalk him.  He didn’t notice his own body catching his fall. The closer he was to the beach, the less the glow appeared one by one.  The boat hit a complete sandy halt when Iscan refrained from playing.  Opening his eyes, he saw nothing but the lord and the boat he was on.  

“I-I…I’m sorry for everything, truly.” 

He reached his hand out with the pellets he originally offered.  The lord accepted Iscan’s offering, planting his head on his hand before diving back to its home.  For once, after spending so many nights on that beach, he no longer felt frightful. 

[p4l23]

We're Gonna Be Alright

This is my first fanfiction so hope yall enjoy please don't mind my writing errors! I just thought that this would be what would happen after they buried Ward and Big John.

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   JJ, Kiara, Pope and Cleo stood and watched as John B and Sarah embraced. They then looked at each other and decided to walk back to the boat. Giving their friends a moment alone together to grieve their fathers.

Even though Ward had done a lot in the past he was still Sarah's Dad, he sacrificed himself for his daughter. Sarah was Confused on how to feel. She was angry and heartbroken.

John B just got his father back. Even though the time they had together wasn't the best. From running away from Singh's men, getting the diary back, sneaking in to the archives to find the other half of the totem, dealing with Limbrey, saving his father from Singh and just to lose him again. But this time for good. It was a lot to process. John B held Sarah tighter and kissed her on the back of the head.  'How will we get through this' John B couldn't help but thinking

As Cleo, Pope, JJ, and Kiara were walking back to the boat they were all silent, each of them grieving for their friends. And the loss of Big John. Big John was a father figure to Kiara, Pope, and especially JJ. Growing up and spending all their time at the Chateau Kiara and Pope had a lot of memories with Big John. And JJ  needing  to escape. He pretty much lived at the Chateau Big John was more of a father to him then his actual piece of shit Dad. JJ stopped walking and told them he needed a minute. Pope and Cleo looked at him and nodded as they turned back to walk they looked back to see Kiara not following and looked at her "you guys go ahead" she said quietly they nodded and continued walking. Kiara then looked at JJ as he turned away from her and ran his hands through his hair. Kiara quietly said "Jayj." JJ didn't respond. It was like a million different memories of Big John and John B going through his head. Kiara slowly walked up behind him and hesitated for a moment worried she would scare him off, before wrapping her arms around him from behind and laying her head against his shoulder. She felt him tense up under her touch before he let out a big breath and turned around in her arms and hugged her. "I'm sorry J" "me too" JJ said against her neck. After a moment they pulled back a little and Kiara let her arms fall to where they held his hips  and pressed their foreheads together and smiled a sad smile at each other. "We will get through it together, like we always do" JJ said and then leaned in and kissed her. It started off slow Kiara moved her arms up to lay her hands against his cheeks. As they pulled back a little JJ didn't let her get away too far before pulling at her shirt so that their lips touched again.JJ slowly backed Kiara up against a tree and pulled her closer to his body  Kiara moaned into the kiss and slid her hands into JJ's hair and pulled a little. JJ pulled back a little and breathed out "fuck"

As Cleo and Pope walked towards the boat Cleo looked down at the ground "I'm sorry about Big John." Pope looked ahead and then looked at Cleo "yea I can't believe he's gone again... for real this time." As they reached the dock the sunset reflected on the water "I remember when we would try to wrestle Big John. Or when he would go surfing with us when we were kids and we would be out until the sunset" when Pope stopped talking he looked over at Cleo the sunset was behind her and it gave her a glow. 'She is so beautiful' so he didnt let himself overthink it and pulled her by her hand so she would be closer to him and he kissed her. It was a kiss that made him feel like his body was on fire. As they pulled back he looked at her and said "i cant be a part of the no love club either" Cleo laughed and they hugged eacher other and stood there watching the sunset waiting on their friends After a while they heard rustling through the leaves and trees and then they saw a very flustered Kiara and a smirking Sarah walking by each other. Following behind them was smirking John B with his arm around a flustered JJ shoulders. "Look who we found along the way"  Pope and Cleo raised an eyebrow. they all stopped walking when they saw Pope with his arm around Cleo standing on the dock. "Wow, we have a lot of new developments going on" Kiara rolled her eyes at John Bs comment but was smiling watching Pope and Cleo, Sarah smiled, and JJ winked at them "that's my boy." They all got on the boat and headed back the way they came.

John B looked at his friends. His family. How even though they have a long road ahead of them. Lot to figure out. At least they know they have each other. That maybe they will be okay afterall. also helps they now have a bag full of gold too.

A few minutes before JJ, Kiara, John B and Sarah got back to the boat

.JJ pulled back a little and breathed out "fuck" Another "Fuck" (this one being a surprised fuck) made both Kiara and JJ jump away from each other. JJ almost tripping over a fallen branch and turned towards where he heard the sound came from. There standing a few feet away from them were John B and Sarah. With the biggest shit eating grin on their faces. "I see that 'what you owed her' worked out" John B said  making Sarah laugh and wink at them. Even though it was the most embarrassing way for their friends to find out and that they interrupted a very *cough* heated moment. Seeing them smile after everything was amazing.  JJ cleared his throat and laughed "yea about that" he finally looked over to see Kiaras face RED "well time to get back to the boat!" Kiara walked by them and started heading towards the boat. Sarah followed behind her still smiling and giving her shit. She couldn't miss out on an opportunity to see her best friend embarassed. John B and JJ looked at each other and John B wrapped his arm around his friend's shoulders "We will talk about this later" "whatever" JJ said smiling as he rubbed his hand through his hair remembering when Kiaras hands had been in it and he can't get the oh sweet sound of her moan out of his head. John B looked at his friend shaking his head and laughed as he heard Sarah laughing.

[lokisqueen69]

Oc x Viggo Grimborn

Warnings: N/A

Let me know what you guys think so far and feel free to ask questions! Please be nice tho 🥹

Also sorry if I have some spelling errors my brain is mush 99% of the time 😂

Johann and Katie set out early in the morning to get her book copied for him. “These recipes are for OUR EYES only…” leans to the merchant’s ear “…and if someone in the archipelago get any of these recipes copied, I will kill you. Loki will ensure it!” Loki growls at the merchant putting a fear not many know into him, and he trembles and nods “Of c-course miss no one will ever see this!” Katie smiles “Good then Johann will return in eight days to collect the book and I will be on my way! Here is your payment.” He hands him the sack of gold and gets on Loki. Taking off and heading the Johann’s ship in the far distance. “Got a head start I see!” She says from atop Loki flying next to the ship “it’s about a day sail from here figured it be better to get a head start.” Katie sighs and dramatically flops on Loki’s back “Can I just meet you there!”

“No, my lady, as I fear what they might do to you if not in the presence of yours truly!” Johann replied pleased with himself.

“Can’t we just fly you there?” Katie suggested but she already knew the answer.

“My lady, I would rather travel back to the horrid swamp of the de- “

“Yep! Yea, I have my answer Johann.” She says before he could blab on more. She sighs once more knowing it’s going to be a long ride there.

“Ugh finally I can SEE land!” She says astatic.

“Katie. Land Loki on the boat. NOW!” Johann said with urgency. She knew he meant business when he spoke like this. She lands Loki on the boat and jumps off his back. He turns to face her momentarily, “Katie, I need you on best behavior. These are business partners and on my word as your friend and the only person I consider family…no harm will come to you OR Loki. I don’t understand it, but I know he means something to you, but it might be better if he leaves upon meeting them.” He takes a deep breath and prepares himself for business. As the boat is dock on the shore, she could already feel the eyes of hunters on her and Loki. Loki become uneasy and growls and snipes at a hunter.

“Hey! Control your dragon!” The hunter snears “Or we will. He will make a niiiice and stunning new helmet.” Katie growls and turns to him beyond pissed.

“Oooooo you want run that by me again!” She walks up to the hunter and sizes him up. Finding that she is not too much shorter than him. She starts to build her tactic of taking him down when a hand is on her shoulder. She’s doesn’t think too much about it til it’s on her presssure point and the fingers dig in. She whimpers in moves her shoulder away from the hand turning around.

“Who the hell do you think- “she stops when she sees Johann being stopped by two hunters and a man in front of her. This man was tall and had lots of dragon scale armor on.

“I suggest you control yourself and show some respect to my brother’s presence.” She feels her face go white and she sees the look of fear on Johann’s face. She sees the other man approaching as she kneels showing some respect,

“I’m so sorry sir…my behavior was out of line.” She says knowi n she’s not getting this job now and she feels bad for making Johann look bad too.

“Nonsense.” He says as helps her up look at her with a smirk “My men should have never talked to my business partners or guest like that.” She sighs feeling a little better “But I must admit…some so passionate about her dragon might not be a good fit.”

“I can assure you that MY dragon won’t be a problem. I have the ability to kill what is deemed necessary. I would ask Johann to vouch but I fear I have not made a good impression to begin with.” She says defeated as she knows all this work is for nothing.

“Mmmmm true but looks- “the man lifts Katie’s chin up. Eyes meeting his. “-can be deceiving.” She’s breathless as she immediately starts to blush and swoon upon seeing him.

“How ever I would like to move this along in a more formal environment. I will let you two get settled and meet you in the designated tent in one hour. Johann knows the way can’t wait to see you then my dearest?” The man says help you to your feet.

“Katie.” She replies nervously.

“No last name?” The man asked curiously.

“It a ummm…long story.” She says sadly.”

“Ah yes. I believe I have overstepped by bounds. See you i our my dear and don’t hesitate to ask for anything from me or my guards.” The man says leaving with his brother. The guards around Johann leave as he runs over to hugs you.

“Oh, my gods! You are in so much trouble!” He says dragging you your shared tent. He pours a quick cup of tea for your two.

“I know your probably pretty shaken up my hun. Why I remember my first time when the dastardly man first truly showed his colors- “

“Johann holy shit I’m fine! And surely that’s not his TRUE colors he hardly showed and anger at all. Impressive.” She says rembering his hand on her. She feels her face heat up as she takes a sip of the tea. She clears her mind and asked Johann.

“What should I expect from him and his brother especially in the working environment. I don’t see many women here.”

“They will treat you right. They have been in business a long time now, so they know how to ensure safety and well-being of everyone. They will make you work they won’t take it easy on your for being a woman. If they see you breaking a rule or betraying them, they will KILL, you. Please my dearest friend doesn’t die…I could never forgive myself.” Johann added the last part quietly. Face sinking at the thought. Katie smiles gently and rests a hand on his.

“I won’t I promise. I will be on my best behavior this time I promise.” She says slightly embarrassed at the earlier events. Johann smiles putting his tea down to hug her.

“Now that we have this out of the way. Are you ready?”

“Yes. Just let me brush my hair.” Katie says fixing her hair to look nicer. They walk to Viggo’s tent and nods at one of the guards at the entrance.

“Sir, they have an arrived.” The guard states as he pokes his head in.

“Bring them in.” You hear his silky voice says and I shiver runs up your spine. Johann give you a side eye as you both walk in.

“Viggo, it’s so nice to see my best business partner seem to have been going splendidly.” Johann puts on his businessman face and act. You stand at attention ready to impress Viggo and his brother…this time.

“Yes. Business has been quite nice very few disruptions as of late and your maps have proven quite useful. And I am hoping this lovely young woman is also here to help business.” Viggo says gesturing to you to sit.

“Yes sir, I am willing to be put to work no matter the task.” You say confidently. The other man scuffs as you feel the rage build. Trying to calm your mind you breath out.

“Brother show some respect. Thank you keeping your rage under control…this time.” He winks at you as pours some water for you and Johann. Johann didn’t like him winking but ignores it as he reaches for his water. You look at the water then at Johann.

“It’s fine. I promise.” Johann calms your nerves as you take a sip.

“I compliment your caution but as long as you help don’t cause any further issues, we will have need of getting rid of you.” Viggo says as he himself says a sup of the water.

“Johann, I presume you have the goods and maps we had discussed for this visit.” Viggo says as he sets his drink down. You can’t help but look at the weapons behind him admiring the gronkle iron swords.

“Of course, I have the right here.” Johann says taking out the maps and a small variety of pouches filled with gems and rare stones. Johann sees your distracted and bumps your leg. You look back to see Viggo eyeing you as you blush you stomach sink.

‘Why can’t I do this right. I need this job’ you think as Viggo smiles gently as looks at the weapons behind you.

“Which is your favorite lady, Katie?” He says as he rises from his seat.

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean anything disrespect.” You say sinking your head to respect Viggo.

“Nonsense this is light business, but this sword is my favorite to use.” I say taking the sword in hand. You examine the sword whole sword as it looks quite old.

“You use it?” You say you see a massive break in the sword almost unnoticeable to the naked eye.

“Ummm yes quite why?” Viggo says almost sight offended.

“Well, you see- “you get up quickly and walk over the Viggo as Johann tries to stop and buried his face in the desk in front of him. “-if you look here on the sword there a big break in the metal. This can be fixed but the sword is very likely break in battle especially with harder metal like armor.” You move the sword in Viggos hands to look at the creak. Viggo eye go wide and he himself sees the creak down his sword.

“5 minutes and you caught this shape up brother.” He says playful smacking his brother’s chest. You smiley slightly at the brotherly spirit but soon see Johann mouthing ‘SIT DOWN’. You duck your head and go back to your seat.

“Sorry, this is a business meeting I should be more formal.” Viggo smiles and puts the sword back and sits himself.

“Let’s continue” Viggo states. Minutes turning into hours as you sit and try to absorb everything you could from their interactions and conversation. You see Viggo is extremely smart and very business savvy. His brother was more brawn and mostly stood there only speaking when necessary. As the meeting closes Viggo requested to speak with you privately. You stay seated at Johann nervously leaves you as Viggo’s brother as exits the tent leaving you and Viggo alone.

[aestheticvoyage2023]

Day 48: Friday February 17, 2023 - “Photo Reel”

What my photo reel can say about how we navigated our day together:

7:08am - Stacking garages at sunrise. I may never sleep in ever again. 10:49am - Story time at the Library, shy in my lap.  Taking in the scene.  William starts school next week, so some good socialization should be useful.  I told William that Libraries are where all the books come from. He obviously had no clue we were coming to Story time for little babies instead of nap today! 11:15am - William is caught reading “Where is the Pirate?” to another little boy with a stuffed rat. Biggest cat in the room once he figured it out. 11:54am - Holy shit, did you know Peacocks can jump?! 12:05pm - When we go to the zoo we work our way back to the Elephants, and apparently Noon is a really great time to be here, because at least today, Noon was feeding time and all the elephants were right up to the gate and what do they eat?  Cucumbers.  Check that out William! 12:15pm - After seeing the elephants, I get William out to run around and see if he’ll go hit the elephant butt.  Today he came close - but did really enjoy watching the other little boys do it.  He can point out every animal on the big donor mural back there! Even the Ostrich! 12:28pm - “Want to go see the bearded dragons today?”  “YEAAAA!” 12:53pm. - Lunch time. Zoo Fries.  Dippa Dippa. Ice.  We both love this part of the day. 2:02pm - Somewhere during the hour long afternoon nap.   Audrie asked me to try to stretch the morning out and only do one nap.  I gave it my best shot!  I kept him awake until 1:30 when we started to drive home.  I pulled into Michaels Parking Lot as soon as he was out and took advantage of that time to get some work done, hotspotting into my email.  Time is a premium.  I look up into the mirror to see if he’s still asleep and saw the most precious little boy with his Uncle Louie and I thought he looked just about perfect. 3:43pm - Time outside laying on the grass playing with the ice cream truck, turned into a big whirling dervish Dog Wrestle where all three puppies practiced their best moves and defenses to see who would be king for the day, and in practiced fashion, Havarti wins.  Because Havyvys is the King of every day here at The Finca.   4:33pm - Toot Toot.  Time to go try to take a nap because this guy is asking for Thomas The Train.... or maybe he’s pretending to be an ice cream train.  Hard to say but I look at this picture now at the end of the day and can literally hear him saying “toot toot” 7:20 - Butter Noodles are served with Potatoes/Ranch Dippa, and Cucumbers (like the elephants eat).  It took some wild coaxing (I know that was a lot of french fries dude but that was literally six hours ago!).  Even Mama couldnt coax him to eat over facetime.  Finally I got serious.  “What do you want to watch while you eat? Dora?”  “HOCKEY!”  Seriously? OK!  I found the Spartans playing Wisconsin, and William clapped and said “Lets Go Blues” and ate his dinner.  Sometimes something works and I have no clue why.  Like what kind of cheat code was that?! 7:45pm - Play time in the great room to wind down and digest that food.  Get your wiggles out running that truck transporter up and down the bench seat.  That truck transporter is early front runner for toy of the year. 7:53 -”What are you playing with there buddy?” - “Mama on the airplane.”  Now thats a heart melter.   “Mama flying the airplane? While the pilot rides?”   “Yea!” “Is that why it never leaves the ground?”   “Yea!” 8:13pm - Tubby time.  He really doesn’t like getting his hair washed.  Really its the rinse that gets him.  He’s taken to playing with the rinse bucket so that I can’t sneak up on him with it.  This kid really loves his nightly tubby time though, especially since we add the blocks to make a boat out of for Ernie and Cookie, and bubbles that smell so nice.  Its a great positive kickoff to bedtime routine and I am so glad he enjoys it and its not a fight.  I suppose we can thank mama and all those early bath times for that!  Writing about it now reminds me of how funny he was when we’d lift him up and out of the bath as a little baby.  Such great memories. 9:14pm: 15 hours after it started, almost exaclty, the day was done. Sure I had to come back in and reassure him the standard few times, but I called it with a photo at 9:14.  The bed time routine went fine.  He didn’t want to get out of the tub, and so got shivery cold as he brushed his teeth and I held him tightly in front of the mirror.  I moved him to the changing table where I combed his hair real nice with a part to the left (my favorite part of the routine), then lotioned him, added a diaper, and put on his lucky “No Wake Zone” pajamas - we might need these tonight after Mama had me take out the morning nap!  Then we read 4 books (Heads, Goodnight Hockey, Love In The Wild, and First 100 Trucks), while he ate a Peach Squeezy yogurt, the only one he’ll take these days.  He sucked it dry in about 2 minutes.  I should time him one of these days, but its very efficient. I suppose all that practice with the nipple raised a superstar squeezy sucker.  We put on the sleep sack, said goodnight to the dogs and everything else we passed along the way (elmo chair, monkey, baseball, hockey game on tv). He took some ibuprofen for his teeth, chased with some icewawa, looked at me and said “Bop” - Kenny Chesney, Nick Mulvey, Renee & Jermey, Sleep Sounds, Thunderstorm.   Bop goes the weasel and finally on the third of fourth try I had him down to stay and I snuck out.  Finally time for a break.  Turned the salt lamp up, stole a pic - the best one of the day.  The trophy prize - a happy healthy sleeping baby right on time at the end of a successful day where I planned my work and I work my plan.  The picture, at 9:14pm, of successful Dad Day.

Song:  Kid Cudi - Pursuit of Happiness

Quote:  “Listen to me son, I’ll tell you why your father is strong; Because he can still say ever single day, he’s yearning to belong. Yearning to belong, Yearning to belong,  My heart beats with a ceaseless longing of a yearning to belong In spite of myself, and all of these nursery songs My heart beats with a ceaseless, meets with a peaceless burning to belong”

~Nick Mulvey, CuCuRuCu   

[leakywright]

may 3rd 2022: campus time capsule submission

it was a sunny day, and his room was a mess so he figured it was best to record this thing in a prettier view. walking around the campus he put in his airpods and pulled up the video camera, smiling widely. dean zuko had requested that leaky was extra positive in his video to the school, to continue to be the face of the institution even when he was long gone.

“good morning ogden of 2072! my name is malik but everyone calls me leaky. maybe you’ll already know that.” he winked as he stood there. “i’m out here on the quad on this beautiful morning, great place to jog and people watch, hopefully things you still get to do.” he shrugged holding up the camera as he slowly spun around to show the environment behind him. his voice sung with every word, as if he didn’t have a care in the world, as if this place had been a dream. and weirdly it had. he owed it more than he was willing to admit to. “anyway i’m just here to give you a sixty second rundown of life here in 2022. the campus is beautiful, the classes are challenging, the football team is pretty fire if you ask me -” he laughed, panning down to show his own jersey, “it’s hectic on campus but my philosophy is this - find a space here you enjoy. whether it’s the greenhouse, the boat dock, the beach, the library, and use it on campus. and then find people you enjoy, friends to trust, to count on, to laugh with. it’ll make each day a bit better.” he started to walk on, attention pulled away from the camera casually before glancing back. “oh yea, and don’t forget to continue to use reusable water bottles, bike to work, abolish golf, and care for our earth. she’s the only one we got.” he paused, stopping now as he squinted into the sun. “make music, make art too. and...fuck bitches get money.” with that leaky peaced out with a laugh. 

as soon as the camera was off his smile fell and he slid it into his pocket. dean zuko would probably cut that last part out, and most definitely about abolishing golf, but leaky would live. as he surprisingly continued to do so.  

[reverse-mountain-all-the-way]

Hi! I’m not the anon who asked but I hope it’s okay that I was also inspired by your art!

“Someone get a doctor for Zoro!”

“You are a doctor!?”

“What’d that idiot do now?” Sanji yelled over the collective voices of the crew, stomping out of the gallery, as everyone tired to explain why Zoro was laying out cold on the deck.

“SAJIIII” Chopper wailed, “Zoro got hit!”

“By who… or what!?” Sanji exclaimed in surprise, kicking him somewhat gently as if that would get him to shake off whatever was going on with him. “Why is he like that?”

“Some Devil Fruit user, she said Zoro was now living his perfect life in his dreams, that by the time he woke up, if he woke up, the world would have already moved on without him.”

Sanji made a confused sound.

“Apparently,” Nami interrupted solemnly, “his dreams right now are so powerful he’s not gonna be able to wake up… for years… or he may never wake up… depends on how “impossible” the dream life is. The less likely to occur in real life their dreams are, the less likely the victim will try to break through the illusion.”

“Yeah, but this is mosshead- he’s never gonna give up on actually achieving his drea-”

Sanji’s throat felt raw, like he’d just inhaled smoke for the first time.

“Kuina… Kuina, his parents too… they could be alive in his dreams right now.” He swallowed, “That’s a pretty impossible dream to fight against. If he’s not aware he’s fighting an enemy… that could be enough to keep him from questioning things…”

Everyone’s faces were wary as they looked at Luffy.

“Then we’ll have to make him remember why this life is the life worth living! Chopper figure out a way for us to communicate with the Zoro stuck in his head, stat!”

“Aye Captain!” Chopper yelled and ran off to do just that, Franky and Ussop trailing after him, all yelling ideas.

Sanji bent down and scooped the living grass stain over his shoulder, dutifully following after their doctor with his most stubborn patient in tow.

Three days later Chopper, Franky, and Ussop, with some help from Robin (who had a greater understanding of the mind than the common man) had put together a device that would theoretically allow for one of them to beak through to the Marimo.

“Now,” Chopper said with thinly veiled anticipation, “we just need to decide whose gonna go in.”

Luffy was about to answer when Sanji surprised everyone, including himself, by volunteering.

Luffy looked at him with a seriousness that only came once in a blue moon.

“You sure, Sanji?”

“Yea, Captain, I’m sure.”

Luffy smiled at him, softly, like he was proud and Sanji felt himself shifting back and forth where he stood as Chopper explained everything to him.

“Go in, find him, convince him to break the dream, then get out, okay? No dilly dallying, we don’t know what time will seem like to you in there, best to come back as soon as possible, alright?”

Sanji nodded, the gas mask rubbing against his cheek bones as he did so and then, everything was dark.

Sanji woke up to the sound of the ocean, and rocking waves under a boat. He glanced up and saw the Baratie… but no, not quite. A ship that was very similar though, filled his gaze as he blinked up at it.

“What the hell?” He muttered to himself, “really hope we didn’t just send me into my own dreams.”

He stood up and brushed himself off, not willing to be all mucked up even in the stupid swordsman’s head.

He looked at the ocean and his breath stuttered. Despite never having been he knew it as if he had been born from the waves themselves. He was staring at the All Blue.

“Why would the Mosshead dream of the All Blue?” He questioned out loud, “well I guess this could be the spot we all settle down after we all retire…” he mused, “no one, not even this crew can be pirates forever I suppose, not unless you die at sea…”

Sanji continued to stare out at the horizon, trying to wrap his head around everything he was seeing.

Sanji shook his head, “Gotta stay focused,” he reminded himself, “get the Marimo, get out. Get the Marimo, get out.”

He repeated the mantra to himself as he swung open the doors, the mantra immediately flying out of his head as he saw who was inside.

Inside was their entire crew, older but still healthy and whole, and most importantly, with happiness was eched in the lines of their faces.

Additionally, many of their friends gathered around the restaurant, the original Baratie’s crew along with other faces he didn’t know coming in and out of the kitchens with a never ending amount of food in their hands, Zeff’s voice calling out orders.

He began walking towards the kitchen when he paused, seeing a beautiful woman with short black hair holding Wano.

Kuina, he thought desperately. They had been right. She was alive here. Sanji was sort of surprised to find her without Zoro, though she wasn’t alone.

She sat with Zoro’s Sensei along with an older man with tealish hair and a beautiful woman with hair nearly the same shade as Zoro’s.

He walked over and all four smiled up at him.

“Sanji” Terra, if he remembered correctly, said kindly, “did you enjoy our gift? It was approved by both your mother and father so I felt pretty confident.”

Sanji choked up, “Yes, thank you. It was wonderful.” He lied.

He thoughts raced.

Why would she be giving him a gift and-somewhere in this dream, his mother was here. He wondered if he’d also get to meet Bellemere, Banchina, and Olvia at some point, or at least how’d Zoro would imagine them to be.

How unbearablely kind Zoro was, hidden away in his own head, his greatest dreams bringing back dead loved one’s not even his own.

“Oh good, I’m so glad. You heading back up?”

Sanji nodded, desperately, needing to get away to try and stay focused, but then Zeff’s voice called out again, stealing Sanji’s attention once more.

Sanji knew he should find the Mosshead but decided to steal just a glance inside the kitchens first, wondering if he’d see his mother.

Deciding it was best if he didn’t, he was here to free Zoro, not get trapped himself after all, he planned to quickly walk through it and avoid everyone inside.

He’d find Zoro immediately after, he swore to himself. Just one glance.

The kitchen was beautiful, exactly as he’d wish it to be.

He was caught up in it all when Zeff’s gruff voice started him.

“Thought I told you to keep out today, already let you come in for breakfast, you shouldn’t be here for lunch as well” the man who raised him said with a frown and a raised eyebrow.

Sanji went to defend himself, even though he wasn’t sure for what when Zeff grinned at him with a sense of conspiracy in it, “thought you might get “hungry” at some point” he shoved a tray into his hands, “go back up and eat with the broccoli head alright, and don’t come back until dinner.”

Sanji would have argued on principle but purposefully ignored the comment about bringing food to Zoro -what was he in this dream? A personal server?- and decided to take a moment to commit his father’s older features to memory before pointedly rolling his eyes and quickly heading up the stairs behind the kitchen to avoid getting kicked.

Or he tried to anyways, since every step he took felt like it extended the staircase by other two steps.

Sanji stomped on the stairs his foot flaring up, “Let me up,” he hissed in anger.

The stair case shook under him, perhaps in anger of its own.

“I will dismantle you board by board and then sky walk up if you do not let me find him, do you understand? I will rip this entire boat apart bit by bit if I need to.”

It shook once more violently and then settled down and allowed him to climb up.

There were several doors but Sanji stalked ahead to the last door, instinctively knowing that was Zoro was but- he paused and slowed down and looked at all the photos and news clippings hung up on the wall.

There was a picture of Zoro, covered in blood but with a victorious grin, Mihawk walking out of frame.

There was a clipping about all the vaccines Chopper had created and another about all the discoveries Robin had under her belt.

There was a bounty poster with Pirate King Luffy D. Monkey plastered on it with larger than life letter.

Another clipping showed Nami’s published book of maps and there were pictures of this new restaurant’s opening, Brook on tour, Ussop and Kaya getting married, Franky and the Thousand Sunny and one of Jinbei on an island he didn’t recognize but was filled with other fish people and humans, all smiling joyfully.

Everything in this dream was beautiful and Sanji felt a pain at the idea of destroying it.

But it wasn’t real and Mosshead needed to come home so he squared his shoulders and soldiered on, tray still in his hand as he opened that last door in the hall.

He stopped in surprise at the scene before him.

A clearly older Zoro, hair streaked in grey was standing, swaying in the middle of the room, an older Sanji wrapped around his shoulders, dancing with him.

He couldn’t see Zoro’s face but the dream Sanji’s expression was vulturous, long blonde locks framing his smirking expression and the single gold earring dangling from his ear.

Zoro’s earring was dangling from dream Sanji’s ear.

Sanji stared, shell shocked.

Other Sanji trailed his fingers over Zoro’s shoulder and Sanji snapped out of his shock and cleared his throat.

The other Sanji’s visible eye glowed yellow and Zoro acted as if he heard nothing out of the ordinary.

“Mosshead?”

Nothing.

“Marimo.”

Still silence.

“Zoro.”

That got a twitch from Zoro and a scowl from the other Sanji.

He stalked up to the pair and ripped the other Sanji away from Zoro. Zoro growled at him, eyes flashing before a confused look settled over his features and he glanced between the two Sanji’s

“Ignore him,” Sanji said, “focus on me.”

“Why would he choose you over his husband”the other Sanji asked snootily.

Sanji froze in his tracks, jaw slack.

“He’s right,” Zoro said with a shrug, “I don’t know what you are but I don’t appreciate you wearing my husband’s face.” He raised one of his three swords, in warning, that had been resting on the wall and Sanji thought he looked off without Wano by his side.

Sanji glared, “Don’t tell me not to wear my own face you utter moron and don’t be a dolt, he’s not your husband, Zoro, he’s-” Sanji took a deep breath, “just part of a dream. You were hit by a Devil Fruit user.”

Sanji grabbed him by the shoulders, resisting the urge to shake him.

The other Sanji interjected, “Don’t listen to the interloper Marimo, he’s clearly just a nuisance that we need to get rid of.”

“Shut up!” Sanji yelled at him, spiting venom at his fake self. “Mosshead, I need you to listen to me, none of this is real and you need to wake up.”

Zoro glared back, “What the hell are you on about?”

“You heard me, I know, trust me, I understand not wanting to leave loved ones behind, so understand how hard it must be to hear, but this dream is filled with things you want but feel you can’t have or you haven’t achieved yet but that doesn’t mean you should stay here. Even though Luffy is the Pirate King here, everyone’s dreams have been met, everyone’s loved ones, your parents, Kuina are alive. And, uh” Sanji gestured back at the other him, “uh, that’s uh happening but Zoro,”

Zoro’s eye fixed on him and Sanji felt nervous in a way he couldn’t expand.

“Zoro look at the color of his eyes.”

Zoro glanced over and he frowned, sorrow eched in his brow as he a realization settled on his face.

The other Sanji began to argue but Sanji kicked him away.

“Everything is seemingly beautiful and wonderful and perfect here but it’s not real. You need to come home, with me. Please.”

Zoro stared down at him and Sanji felt small, stuck in his gaze.

“It’s our anniversary,” Zoro muttered, gruffly and almost unaware of what he was saying.

Ah, that explained a lot about the dream thus far, didn’t it?

And it made Sanji think.

He grabbed Zoro by the face and drew him in, their foreheads touching.

“Listen here you sentient ball of moss, here’s what’s going to happen. You are going to wake the fuck up, and if after we wake up and you think about it throughly and you still want me, not perfect dream me, but me as I am, then we can see where things go and maybe one day we’ll also have an anniversary but on nearly any day other than whatever day this is and it’ll be real and not- this and you’ll become the worlds greatest swordsman, I’ll find the All Blue, all of our crew will achieve their dreams, Luffy will become King of the Pirates but we need to go back for it all to happen, really happen. We need you so come back to us.”

Other Sanji got up and began to stalk towards them as the building began to shake.

“Please!”

“You can’t have him!” Other Sanji screeched, “He belongs here, with me!”

“Zoro!”

Zoro laughed, and it was somehow both sorrowful and joyful all at once and it echoed around as the “restaurant” started falling apart around them, “Don’t worry curly, I’ll see you on the other side.”

Other Sanji tried to grab at Zoro but he dodged out of his grasp, “In fact, I bet I wake up before you!”

Sanji laughed despite himself, “We’ll see about that!”

And with that, they both woke up in the infirmary, at the exact same time.

After glaring Zoro down as Chopper checked him over, Sanji went to make dinner and if he made more of Zoro’s favorites than usual, well no one was stupid enough to point it out.

Once dinner was cleared and the dishes cleaned Sanji went out to smoke.

Zoro walked up after him and leaned up against the rail next to him.

“You know, it’s interesting that you imagined me with longer hair.”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“I looked a lot like my Mom like that, I think. He would have hated the long hair on me I think, long hair might be regal on a king, I guess but out of place on a prince.” Sanji said with poorly disguised frustration, his past a sore subject even if he was healing from it.

Zoro hummed, “Yeah, well sounds like you got all your pretty from your mom. Not at all from him.”

Sanji snorted, “You don’t even know what Judge looks like.”

“Do too.”

“How’s that?”

“Robin showed me a portrait, in a book. So I’d know who to beat up if we ever run into them again. Hard to believe you’re related.”

“Hmm?”

“He’s ugly, you’re not. So it’s not much of a surprise you look like your mom.”

Sanji couldn’t help but fall into giggles. Zoro looked proud of himself.

“Soooo…”

“So?” Sanji questioned.

“Did you mean it?”

“Zorooo,” Sanji drawed out, “I said to think about it throughly.”

Zoro grinned at him, boyishly, the way he use to before Thriller Bark, before the two years apart.

“Never thought I’d have a chance, but sounds like I do, don’t really need to think about it anymore than that.”

Sanji breathed in sharply through his nose and then leaned over and rested his weight on Zoro.

“Hmm, well, I suppose you could take me out on a date.”

“Oh you suppose?”

“Mhmm, but it better be the best date I’ve ever been on.” Sanji teased him, grinning at him.

Zoro grinned back, “Oh just you wait, curly, I’m gonna sweep you off your fucking feet.”

Sanji laughed, delighted.

Sweet dreams

Here’s another idea that’s lately stuck in my head.

Zoro ends up in a coma because of a devil fruit user that forces their victims to stay asleep by showing them the most beautiful dreams. The only way to get free of this is for the victim to want to wake up. The thing is, it’s not easy. They want to prolong this dream as much as possible. Because of that, some of them stay asleep for years.

The straw hats decide to help Zoro wake up by finding a way to get inside his mind.

When they finally figure out how to do it, Sanji volunteers to help. 

He thought he knew what to expect. That damn Marimo wanted to be the best swordsman. Obviously, Luffy is the pirate king and all the straw hats reached their goals. Kuina is also alive. It all makes sense. He is surprised however when he finds out that in this dream Zoro and Sanji are married, old, and they live together on All Blue.

[deutoplasmic]

riGHT LIKE FREE HIM HE DID NOTHING WRONG hes just the best feminist lgbt ally pro-palestine boy ever i love him

i think the terrible audio adds to the charm LMAO fighting for your life to hear what people are saying just like god intended /j

sometimes my mom makes cookies!! i dont do much baking other than the mooncakes nowadays but i used to help out a lot as a kid

RIGHT LIKE UNTIL KNOW IM STILL TRYING TO FIGURE OUT IF THEY WERE JOKING OR NOT,,, like ik masaya’s academic score was low,,, but like,,, hes not. stupid. is he? Is He-

yea short program is like. a bunch of oneshots lmao they each have their own storyline and tbh its adorable (except rukis i dont like rukis story tbh 😭 but its ok i can just stare lovingly at his face. and the actress’s face too bc all the actresses are really pretty) i recommend watching it!! i have the 🏴‍☠️ site if you need it 😶

and yes i draw too!! >< i mostly do portraits and some animations!! i lowkey gave up on traditional art because the cleanup process makes me lazy 😭 i do knit and crochet though!! and i wanna get into 3D soon 👀

YEA THATS WHEN HE NEVER UPLOADED THEM LMAO 😭 he was GROVELING i found it cute ngl i like pathetic losers 😩

ill compile some song recommendations rn btw! about to expose my stan list lowkey lmao

FACTS!!!!!!!! love him so much for that like come on. a man like that???? from CHINA, notorious for being homophobic no less?????? he is such a guy

OK OK i can understand that. sometimes you need the shit ass audio for the best experience 🙏 usually i just read subtitles but i read too slow in chinese to keep up so it's just english for me lmfao 😔

omg cookies are sooooooo sooooooooooooo good idk i think i mentioned loving subway cookies at some point. favourite kind of cookies are the soft chewy but kind of firm around the edges ones. oh my god. what cookies do you like!!!!!

i wouldn't be surprised if they were being fr..... like surely not but in my heart i know it's prolly real 😰 omfg all my ini faves except yudai were at the DEAD BOTTOM OF THE TEST. truly a wake up call. thank god my tentative dxteen bias did well on his, but still. jumpscare

wait omg that sounds like a bunch of fun! true problem solving is just staring at cute people LOOOOOL and god i love participating in a bit of yo ho ho behaviour i would greatly appreciate the link!!!! i'll prolly get to it when it's holidays so uh. uh

omg portraits!!!!!! and animations you have so much patience. how do you get the multiple drawings of the same thing in mildly different poses to look the same. you are so cool. and ok yeah working with paints is so much effort........ but WHAT you knit!!!!! and crochet!!!!!!!! that is so cool knitting is crazy omg... i can crochet but it is so much effort just to do smth so the dedication is so cool

OK YEAH THAT WAS HILARIOUS i don't think i've ever heard him so ruined. also yeah . ok . we are on the same boat . losers are so very !!!!!!!!!

omg don't worry my kpop list is so biased towards infinite oh i love them so much.... who do you like??

[reillyissof]

Today was crazy.

I went to a Pokémon go event with my cousins and sibling and we took a boat to get to an island to get there, I caught three legendaries which I thought were shiny because they all had blue horns when the horns are yellow but eh I don’t mind. I had to take my baby cousin to the bathroom and while carrying them I was scared they were going to pee on me because they are a troll and kept talking about how they couldn’t hold it.

We went into a tent and there was so many plushies and I wanted one but didn’t want to waste money on it, also I got a free keychain so it was fine. In line I saw these guy with wrist bands with poke balls and they explained to me they got them on Amazon and they sync with your phone so you can do Pokémon go actions in real life which was cool of them.

I’ve definitely dreamed about this before like parts where me and my cousin sat under a tree or went into the tents along with standing in line.

The craziest thing that happens today was when we were waiting in line for the fairy we were making small tsk with the security guy and since he liked us so much he was talking about the place he worked and they were doing this venue and he asked if I knew what anime was and I said yea and my cousin was like “oh yea you like that stuff” even though I haven’t been an active watcher in years (we don’t get to see each other often) so he is going to try and hook us up to go to an anime convention and I’m really great guy because that was really kind but I’m super nervous about it. Best case scenario nothing happens out of it, worst case I end up going and I make a vlog because why not.

I took the subway for the first time in years and it’s so scary, the train just snakes behind you and there’s a disembodied voice giving you commands whilst moving at 200 miles per hour in a filth dimly lit tunnel, don’t want to do that again but I will probably have to

ALSO I DID THE MAIL IN A DIFFRENT STATE TODAY. Our cousin was like oh yeah you can do this for me while I’m at work so once we arrived to the house me and my sibling got told to go right then left and we arrived and after 10 minutes we figured out the machien and returned an item for them, crazy stuff man

Today was w pretty good day, I’m freaked out but it was good

(Bathed so good tonight because everything was absolutely filthy)

[steel--fairy]

another ship meme thing! this time for some of my oc/canon ships. again, sorry for potato quality

notes under the cut

ieva/n

those are the ages they are during the bw plot so thats what i default to, but they don't get together until their both in their 20s

ieva is a serial clothes stealer. n never notices

neither of them are great cooks. serviceable at best

ieva is affection incarnate. she loves holding hands and cuddling and dramatic declarations of love. meanwhile n is touchstarved and he was severely overwhelmed at first. pda still isnt his fav thing but it doesnt make him cringe anymore

n is super overprotective and it takes several long talks for him to get that having pokemon secretly follow ieva when shes out alone makes her uncomfortable

ievas had only elementary/middle school type relationships, maybe one short one when shes ~19 or so. n....yeah. do i need to say anything.

ivy/brendan/lisia

ditto for them as ieva/n. brendan and ivy get together at 16 or so, then lisia joins in at 19 or so

ivy and brendan are like. average heights as adults but lisia is like 5'10

the girls both exclusively steal brendans clothing. he no longer has any jackets left.

ivy confessed first to both (sorta?). brendan had a crush on her first for a very long time but never made a move. when she eventually realized she liked him back she wasted no time and asked him out. lisia also had something of a crush on ivy but it was a lot more just "ooh cute girl." meanwhile brendan and lisia spent a lot of time together for contests and had a Tension that came to a head one day and they kissed. ivy walked in, went "sick you two finally figured it out" kissed both of them and left.

they would not squash a bug but yea.

brendan is the only one who should ever be let behind the wheel of a car. both girls can steer a boat however

both ivy and lisia are clingyyy. generally they cling to each other in public bc brendan gets embarrassed easily

brendan and ivy are each others first and only relationship. lisia had had some casual, secret dates but never had a true relationship before these two.

carmella/shauna

on the flipside these *are* the ages these two get together at

height difference : )

you thought ivy and lisia were clingy? ohh boy they have nothing on these two! literally pda in your face 24/7. all their friends are exasperated

they technically confess at the same time. it was a mutual sort of gravitational pull towards the other that ended in a kiss (during that fireworks scene ofc)

carmella makes dinner usually but shauna makes dessert

carmella was never confident enough to date someone until shauna. shauna had a boyfriend for a few months before car, but thats it.

[atangledfate]

Belle was only slightly wrong, he really wanted to blitz over there and find this GUN leader and give him a beating. But Surge was right, and belle to, and especially miles. He couldn't let his emotions get the better of him no matter how justified he felt in wanting to hurt them. His mother would be disappointed with him, she'd probably lecture him. You have divine blood sonic, you have to be better sonic, you can't just hurt people sonic--- damn it why not? People deserved it! what did it matter if his dad was a god? fuck that man and the cloud he rides around on!

Belle was Heavy sure but that was sort of unavoidable, and he'd drug knuckles around he was pretty big guy to! his divine heritage gave him lots of advantages and this was just one of them. He just smiled at her as she righted herself and stayed close in case she needed to steady herself.

" Heh--- i guess so, I get pretty sea sick actually. It's why i hate boats, and water... and boats on water... and water mazes... and sewers.. ya know everything water related... "

He also sank like a rock, probably related to his fathers blood, as most gods had a weakness of some kind. Even Demi Gods like he and blaze.

" Yea i figured if i kept to a low gear you'd be better off, besides it wasn't far enough to need cruising speed. Ah Self Improvement--- I don't think that's what they mean... but hey in your case! it totally works! heh! let's get inside and see what's up! I doubt Surge will stay put to long... i know i couldn't ..."

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Altiss checked his chart for Whisper making a few notes and set it back down, she would recover just fine. Though the fur might take time to regrow in a few spots. Still it could have been alot worse, and he didn't feel a need to lecture either of them. They were soldiers this was the sort of thing they had to do, it was there job. Now if they'd just relax and heal up they'd be good.

" Hmm? I wish there was a miracle cure, but no i am afraid this will take time. Though i'm hoping by days end you can at least move and eat on your won. Just take it slow, the last thing you want to do is trip and fall and break something... "

The snake walked back over to Tangle taking her hand and turning it face up in his palms.

" Try moving your fingers... the anti-venom i gave you should be counteracting the poison. By now it should be taking effect, though it could take several hours before you have full mobility back... I'm a Doctor though, not a miracle worker. This is the best i can do... you are lucky, things could have been worse. "

He set her hand down and crossed his arms giving her a serious look of a war time doctor.

" You know all Octopi are venomous... including mobian Octopi... at there most lethal there toxins are 1000 x's more toxic then cyanide. Even if his is half that... well you can see how that would be bad. At any rate i'll keep your family out, as per your request--- though what do you want me to tell them? "

"You say that, though I still felt like if I hadn't stood in your way you'd have just run off to do the same as Surge. Stand there and look all scary." The only difference is Sonic's intentions tended to be more pure, though the Belle knew him decently well at this point. The tinkerer just didn't want to risk it and then the two speedsters starting to go at it in a fist fight or something.

Belle certainly wasn't expecting to be picked up by Sonic, and was sure he'd be in for a surprised as he was a bit heavier than she looked. The tinkerer didn't get a chance to protest the sudden action as the hedgehog suddenly dashed off. It clearly wasn't as fast as he could go, though still pretty fast for her. A moment later she was set down outside the command center.

"Everything has motor skills, they're important part even for robots. You offset that anything will feel sick, it just some have it worse than others." Belle was sure Sonic didn't deal with that issue too often as moving as such high speeds meant it would be harder to make him feel offset and sick. "This wasn't too bad since I've done a few upgrades to myself. If you had ran full speed it'd be a different story."

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"Are you sure there's nothing you can do to speed it up doc? If GUN is knocking then I wanna be able to knock back if I have too." Tangle never had any interaction with GUN herself, though her father always talked about them. Maybe got his brutal parenting style from them too, so that was reason enough not to like them. Though her main reason was for what they've done to Whisper. The lemur would never forgive them for that.

"And before I forget, can you not let my family see me, or just not tell them if you haven't. Trust me, the last thing I need is family drama. I doubt you'd be very happy if an argument broke out between me and them." Not to mention Tangle would be worried Whisper might try to fight them if things got too out of hand. The lemur just couldn't move, though the wolf was covered in some pretty bad burns.