#croco/dile

[soft-as-dough]

Feed the crocodile for good luck..

[chubby-characters]

For @soft-as-dough

I love your drawing style. I like Crocodile ❤️✨.

I'm still a beginner and I hope you like it ✨

[ryufboi]

She is very well educated

[diminuel]

In the AU of an AU, Grumpy and Luffy aren't the only Croco-babies, it's just that all 4 Dragon-dile babies and the one Doffy-dile baby were all baking at the same time. 5bbs at once. Cue Dragon suddenly attaining eyebrows and raising them when he sees one blonde in the mix.

*lol* Nooooo, no we can't do this to Crocodile...!

They can have more than Grumpy and Luffy, they just need to be spaced out a little bit. They have things to do, revolutions to run, etc.

[moongothic]

Related to the "what would Luffy call Crocodile?", I've also tried coming up with a few options.

Oya-dile

Croco-ji

Wani-yaji

They're not perfect but I want to throw them out! - Hime

OH THOSE ARE GOOD 👏👏👏

[partyanimal167]

Reminiscing- Crocodile x GN!Reader

Here's another addition to my Spy event! I wanted to try writing a bit of a chiller vibe and of course needed to include my favorite warlord here. I've been craving more fics with him

🔷️ The After-Hours Lounge- Crocodile x GN!Reader

cw: flirty banter, fluff, not proofread bc I'm going to work lol

There were the golden years. There were the memories of battles, spats, fights, and triumphs. Who didn't like remembering those times?

Crocodile was a successful man. Many people knew that. He had businesses that vied for his attention, money that never left him without, people always ready to do whatever he needed whenever. He didn't need or want much. Not anymore at least.

There were times, though, that Crocodile wanted to get away. He needed space, a breather from all the demands and luxuries. And he did know where to find it.

There weren't that many spies who could go out and retire from the life of crime-fighting and intense strategizing. Most kept pushing until they were put out of the game--or life. But there were even fewer who decided to stay in the real world instead of disappearing to a personal hideaway to be paranoid of vengeful descendants or hide to silence their night terrors.

But you were different.

You couldn't completely abandon the life, so you found yourself running a late night bar where you could still see the brightness of new recruits and weathered looks of your old peers. It didn't matter who stopped by because this was a place for drinks and story-sharing. It didn't matter if with a friend or foe.

So Crocodile knew he could come by for a drink, and when you were the only one there--sweeping while humming to a tune, he knew it was going to be a good night.

"Crocy," the way you said that stupid nickname with endearment instead of taunting already started the memory wheel for the older man.

You went behind the bar and reached for an aged bottle of cognac which was his favorite. You took out two crystal glasses and gently plopped in the intricate spherical ice. Croco,dile rested his chin on his propped hand--watching you pour the liquid.

"Good evening to you too Flower," he chuckled.

You placed the drink in front of him and leaned forward. "Oh jeez, that name reminds me of when we first met."

Crocodile brought the glass to his lips and grinned. "Ah, when you first tried to kill me, I remember that."

You shrugged as you sipped. "In my defense, you were trying to overtake a country's department of defense."

"It's was a business opportunity." Crocodile half-defended. "But gosh you were so ruthless. I probably could remember that punch if I think about it."

You rolled your eyes. "You had three gunmen on me." you placed your drink down and sighed. "Where have the years gone? That was my first time being told to retreat, you know? I was pretty confident I was going to end your life that night."

Crocodile took out his cigar and snickered. "And I keep telling you there were five gunmen, so it was good they called you back." he took a moment to enjoy his smoke. "We got to play that cat-and-mouse game a few more times over the years."

You nodded as you thought about it. "Yup, and you somehow were able to become a respectable businessman."

"We all have our ambitions when we're young--always wanting more and more." Crocodile explained.

The two of you paused for a moment to enjoy the drinks and listen in on the music being played. There was an odd history between you two. You were definitely enemies at one point, but politics and objectives changed over the years. There were other people for you to track down, and different businesses for Crocodile to draw his attention towards.

"Well," you broke the silence, "did you get what you were looking for?"

Crocodile hummed into his drink. "Now, I have a delicious drink and good company. I think that's all that matters now."

You chuckled as another song started playing. "Oh look at us, reminiscing about the glory days." You refilled his glass just as was nearing empty. "Who would have thought this is where we would have ended up?"

"Life is funny like that. We were so young when we met. We would have betted our lives and lost if someone told us we'd being chatting on a lazy evening like this." Crocodile went on. He took in the swirls and colors of your eyes. "I'm glad it ended up like this."

"Me too." you went around from the bar and held out your hand. "Let's have dance together then. For old time's sake."

Crocodile stood from his seat and put out his cigar. "I thought you'd never ask."

Requests are open, so send them my way. I totally have a bias for Crocodile, but I enjoy others as well so don't be shy~

~~~

Awww, there's just something about going down memory lane that's so sweet and delicate--no matter what age.

[fruits-a-villa]

🐊💰 Croco the Klepto-dile 🐊💰

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[whisper-and-tangle]

gGOD I'm gonna COLLAPSL

hOLY FUCk

CRYING

Oh. My. God

Haven't even finished reading the IDW comic but it's so fucking sad.

It's hopeless.

They can't win. There's no way for them to win-

It's just been crushing defeat after crushing defeat.

They had a cure, and the moment they tried to get it it was lost.

They had to give up everything and everyone they loved without thought or die with them.

They had to sacrifice beyond measure,

And watch others sacrifice themselves.

Even Cream is sad.

She's trying. She's really trying. Everyone is barely holding themselves together, shaking and on the verge of fucking losing it all it feels like they've got nowhere to go.

They're gonna fucking break and collapse under the weight of the world and they know it.

They know they've lost before the real threat's even come.

Whenever there's hope, it fades and despair ensues.

Whenever you feel a light, or a saviour, a hero coming your way-

It all dies.

About to cry over a sonic comic holy shit man that was good and still is good so many thoughts AhhhysyhHshahshdjajghjshHshJshdhj

IT'S SO HARD TO HOLD YOURSELF TOGETHER WHEN IT'S ALL FALLING APART. AND THEY'RE GOING TO BREAK, THEY'RE GOING TO FALL

THE HEROES WILL DIE WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT.

Even if it's for the good of the world.

ohmygodohmygod I'm being really cringe rn but I'm in a bad emotional state PRIOR to this and OHGODTHISISSOFUCKEDUPMAN!!!!!!

[mediumtires]

i still love boss bitches and hornywolff is peak tumblr ship name but for the seriousness of this ship i think chroto because it sounds like croco (dile) and all they do is snap at each other ;)

but for the seriousness of this ship i think chroto because it sounds like croco (dile) and all they do is snap at each other

[supersilverneos]

reptile / amphibian / dinosaur themed neopronouns.

🦎 liz/lizard/lizs/lizards/lizardself

🦎 scale/scales/scaleself

🦎 croc/crocs/crocself

🦎 ali/gator/alis/gators/alligatorself

🦎 gator/gators/gatorself

🦎 snake/snakes/snakeself

🦎 ven/venom/vens/venoms/venomself

🦎 hiss/hiss’s/hisself

🦎 drag/dragon/drags/dragons/dragonself

🦎 turtle/turtles/turtleself

🦎 tortoise/tortoise/tortoiseself

🦎 croco/dile/crocos/diles/crocodileself

🦎 fang/fangs/fangself

🦎 dino/dinos/dinoself

🦎 dino/saur/dinos/saurs/dinosaurself

🦎 rex/rexs/rexself

🦎 tyr/tyrannosaur/tyrs/tyrannosaurs/tyrannosaurself

🦎 stego/saurus/stegos/saurus’s/stegosauruself

🦎 vel/velociraptor/vels/velociraptors/velociraptorself

🦎 fossil/fossils/fossilself

🦎 jur/jurassic/jurs/jurassics/jurassicself

🦎 ptero/dactyl/pteros/dactyls/pterodactylself

🦎 rap/raptor/raps/raptors/raptorself

🦎 iguana/iguanas/iguanaself

🦎 geck/gecko/gecks/geckos/geckoself

🦎 frog/frogs/frogself

🦎 cham/chameleon/chams/chamelons/chameleonself

🦎 talon/talons/talonself

🦎 shed/sheds/shedself

🦎 fossil/fossils/fossilself

🦎 pale/pales/paleself (paleontology)

🦎 toad/toads/toadself

🦎 amp/amps/ampself (amphibian)

🦎 ribbit/ribbits/ribbitself

🦎 croak/croaks/croakself

[chubby-characters]

Translation

1. Whitebeard: "hmm"? What are you doing here?

2. Crocodile: "I came to talk"

3. Whitebeard: "I thought you said you would never look for me back... son"

4. Crocodile: "I was a brat, I was 17 when I left... partly that was your fault..."

Uhhh Crocodile and Whitebeard meet again after years. Unfortunately, there is still great tension between them.

Crocodile still holds a grudge against him for past events.

For: @soft-as-dough

hehehe it's me back. I must say that I am very attracted to your version of your Au, I find it interesting and I wanted to know a little more and I made this little sketch.

If I remember correctly, Crocodile and Whitebeard in your Au don't get along very well.

I hope you like it. I'm not the best at drawing but I'm getting better with time and I'm also sorry if something is written wrong. My original language is not English. But leaving that aside. I love your art and way of drawing hehehe ✨❤️💋💕

It would be fun to see father and son making fun of each other for their big bellies. But without a doubt the biggest prize for the biggest belly goes to Whitebeard. Well, he is the one who gained the most weight and even though he has a lot of scars on his belly, it is still very soft, it would be glorious to lie on his stomach and take a nap on him. In fact, I'd be sure some of your children do it often.

[auraphoenix1500]

doin the croco dile

ophelia..

[greyborn2]

Words of Tale-Teller Daro Lye

-The Tale of Merrunz; as told by the itinerant storyteller Daro Lye of the Ako’dhass clan, self described Priestess of Merrunz-

Daro Lye is sure you have heard of Merrunz before. This one knows well your mothers will have compared you to him at least once, yes? ‘’Little ja’khajiit, you must have crawled from the deserts of rust and wounds to be so destructive?’’ Sound famili-ar? Hrrr, this one is sure of it, but secret is safe with Daro Lye. Perhaps you have even been told of how Merrunz Demon-Cat, third born of Fa-do-mai’s Second Litter, strikes just-so against the Lunar Lattice as raging-beast beyond the moons? No? Perhaps too young for such scary stories, hrr? Well it is time, this one thinks, that Daro Lye told you the full story – of why Merrunz, Leaping Demon King, Daegon, and yes… the Ja’Khajiit… is the Spirit you should hold in your hearts, little ones!

In early days there were only two; the cruel and burning Ahnurr, yes? And the dark and loving Fa-do-mai. Day and night. The scorching desert and the shade of respite. You know this, of course. You have been told of the ill-fated love the two shared. Of their first litter… Alkosh, Khenarthi, Magrus, Mara and little S’rendarr the runt? Well, little ones, Daro Lye’s tale of Merrunz begins with the Dragon-Cat. Alkosh. The tale you have been told is the simple one. Easy to understand, but not all-true. Alkosh was and was-not first cat, Dragon Cat of time. Lie and truth both. Hrrr… perhaps this one should start anew. Tell from beginning. Earliest born of Ahnurr and Fa-do-mai’s first litter was Dragon Cat, yes, but his name was not Alkosh, no. It was Mighty Akha! First Cat, Pathfinder, Time Setter! As oldest of the first litter he was first to leave the den, yes? First to go into wider-world. He struck out from his sisters and brothers, blazed path into the sands with confi-dent stride!! Ha ha!! But… hrrr… Akha… Akha was clever as his mother, yes, but also cruel as his father. Akha new those to come after would follow his paths, yes? Walk the paths their brave brother had trod? The Many Paths he laid? And, oh, Akha was hungry… so soo hungry… so he struck a plan. Akha would blaze his Many Paths, many and myriad through the sands, leading this way and that like drunk-serpent, yes? As he went, he let the sun of his father shine bright onto him, and that sun cast two shadows like midday-light. The shadows, they walked alongside him ‘til they rose upright, to better walk beside. Alkosh, his shadow of kindness, the mask Akha hid his clever malice behind… and Alkhan, his terrible hunger made manifest, his cruelty and malice. Three-and-one they walked, carving paths until at paths’ end, where he laid his terrible trap devised thricefold. Here at Many Paths’ end he bid Alkhan stop and wait, that he sit like a hungry croco-dile waits with open jaws on the river’s bank until… untilll… SNAP! The jaws come crashing closed like hunter’s-trap! On foolish prey that does not see the danger at end of track. Alkhan could wait at Paths’ end, and when those who followed arrived, he would feast at end-of-time. Hrr… until his hunger would return again, and he would Pounce back to start again! Here, at Many Paths’ end, he bid Alkosh too, yes! He bid his cunning Dragon-Cat Shadow to walk back the Paths they had struck, to guide those that came after to his brother-self’s hungry jaws. And so did Akha sit back, a satisfied hunter waiting for his trap!

Hrrr… already this one can see some of you bristle! No, no, do not hide, Daro Lye sees. She knows you have held Alkosh so high in your hearts, little ones. She knows what the other clans say of her. “Heretic! Liar!” Ha! Daro Lye may be the Cunning Lie, but all she says now is truth. Let this one tell another tale now, hrr? Perhaps it may sound a little familiar, but there is more truth in it for this one to share. When Second Litter was born – Hermorah of Tides, Hircine of Hunt, Merrunz of our Tale, Mafala of Clan Mothers, Sangiin of Blood and Sheggorath of Madness – all was not well in First-Clan. For Ahnurr, his cruelty began to show like sweltering midday sun seen too late once hunt’s begun. Fa-do-mai began to swelt and shift beneath it, to dream of Freedom and the Shadows. Fa-do-mai was clever though, yes? Knew that it must be just-so for some of her litter too… and she saw it was worst of all for Merrunz. Little Ja’Khajiit, playful and wild, he who so often earned the ire of his cruel father. But Fa-do-mai knew that Merrunz would never leave his mother’s side, so, clever as she was, a plan devised. Fa-do-mai hid her shadow away, let herself become mirror to Ahnurr’s cruel light, donned false mane and fat stomach just like-so, see? Ha ha! And clever Fa-do-mai went to her favorite son in guise of Ahnurr and commanded him LEAVE! That she-as-he had filled up on little Merrunz’s mischief and mayhem, and that he must leave first-clan by sun’s rise. Little Merrunz wept, and so did Fa-do-mai later, at how she had spoken to her son, but the clever trick worked. Merrunz left as she-as-he bid. Hrrr… yes… little Merrunz struck out into the sands beyond the den, first after Akha, but little Merrunz was clever as his mother. He kept his eyes on the Many Paths End rather than Path Beneath, and saw how all lead to Alkhan’s gaping Maw!! So Merrunz lept! Lept from the Path, named himself King of the Little Leaping Demons he found beyond the road and, with them, roared at those who came after to look out!! To see the gaping crocodile-maw of Alkhan and trickery of Akha!! But none listened… they knew only Merrunz mischief-maker of their youth! Thought he-to trick them and cause mayhem again! But… hrr… it was only a matter of time before the greater Demons beyond the Paths took notice of his roaring, yes? Merrunz was clever, he avoided Akha’s trap, but he missed another. Cruel Molagh, Loveless-Greed, Unjust Ruler Demon King! Cruel Molagh, he had seen and grown tired of Merrunz’s roars… he grabbed his largest sack, like this, yes? And he SNATCHED Ja’Khajiit right up!! Dragged little clever Merrunz back to his evil den-of-Lyg, tied away in his sack and kicked from day to night to relieve Molagh’s infinite cruelty. Hrrr… hrrr…. but be not sad, little ones. Merrunz was not alone. Another suffered under Molagh just as Fa-do-mai had suffered under Ahnurr. Merid-Nunda, Demon-Wife, Daughter-of-Magrus. She had grown to hate Molagh, to hate the Kingdom of Little-Crabs-of-Lyg he had built to torment as he tormented her, too. She wished it free! FREE!! So, in darkest night, as Molagh slept, Merid-Nunda came to little Merrunz who had grown quiet and afraid. She said to him: “Listen, little one. Is not just you that Molagh shows his cruelty to! He rules whole Kingdom-of-Lyg beneath him! This one heard how you cried to your littermates at roadside, she knows you have pure-heart and good spirit. So… Merid-Nunda will free you, little one, and give you three gifts… if you promise her to free all from Molagh, and all Tyrants!”

As Daro Lye said, Merrunz was kind and clever, so he agreed. And Merid-Nunda gifted him thrice; A cutting Razor, to know truth from lie, right from wrong, and answer from chaff! A small pocket, yes? Small on outside but large as world within! And… greatest gift of all; Hope, infinite and infectious, to spread to all those he met on path ahead! Merrunz burst forth from Molagh’s sack, cutting way free with sharpest Razor. Merrunz readied his Hope, to share with all those caught beneath Molagh… but he had pause. For long as he had been trapped away, much time had passed. Eras and eras, almost an entire Pounce! Molagh’s Kingdom-of-Lyg was all of world now, EMPIRE-of-Lyg, and Alkhan was close, whole world close to Paths’ End. Even if little Merrunz was to free People-of-Lyg from Molagh’s cruelty and tyranny, they would still fall to Akha’s trick! So… yes did Merrunz spread Hope like wildfire to People-of-Lyg! Yes, did he guide them up in rev-o-lution and smash the tyrant face of Lyg! Yes, did slay the masters and topple their thrones! But… now listen close, little ones… but it was not there that Merrunz stopped. He gathered up hopeful-swarm, those who cheered his name, as well as his friends, the Little Leaping Demons, and bid them hide within his small bag. Snuck away handfuls of Broken-Lyg and her people within so that Alkhan would not see them… and he LEAPT!! Merrunz bounded down the Many Paths of Time, leapt again and again!! Back and back!! And when Alkhan tried to snatch him up, clever Leaper Demon King leapt ‘cross his head and stomped on his back! Merrunz leapt ‘cross Time to start of story once more, when he had first been told to leave First-Clan’s den!! Ah, ah ah ah!! But Merrunz came back wiser. Smarter. STRONGERRR!! And with three gifts of Merid-Nunda! Again and again, he would try to convince littermates and little cats to stray from path, to hide with him less Alkhan STRIKE!! But always they never listened. Always they saw too late, jaws of hungry Akha!! But still, un-de-terred, hopeful Merrunz would LEAP and SNATCH!! Hide away those who could, parts of world from Pounce and Pounce and leap back ‘long Path to tale’s start. Eighty-hundred and eighty-eight-fold times did Merrunz, Leaper Demon King, LEAP! Wise and clever beyond years did Dro-Daegon grow ‘cross all these Pounces! Even as Akha turned his Wheel of Hunger, Merrunz Dro-Daegon grew stronger still! His world-pocket filling but never full! Hrrr… but, little ones, it is not Merrunz Leaper King you know. It is not Merrunz Rebel, Merrunz Hope-Bringer, Merrunz Alkhan-Trickster… no. In Merrunz’s Eight-hundred and eighty-eight plus-one-fold Pounce his scheme was found. While working ‘long side the Moon Prince, Lorkhaj ‘for his fall in this Pounce. Lorkhaj played the distraction as Alkhan gobbled up all those reaching the end of Many Paths, making sure his crocodile-cat eyes never saw as Merrunz lept here and there, hiding away more and more of that world. But three-fold Akha, he knew something was amiss. He had felt his hungry Alkhan-shadow grow hungrier and hungrier once more with each Pounce… as if each world was smaller than the last. So, he turned his clever-cruel eyes around, away from Lorkhaj distraction, and spotted Merrunz at last.

Cruel Akha set his Alkhan-shadow against Merrunz and the two fought! Fang and claw, hide torn! Little Leaper Demons making battle ‘gainst Dragons as both their leaders fought! But Merrunz slowly grew tired – Alkhan never seemed to falter. For each head Dro-Daegon severed another grew, like cutting mist… or shadow. Too late he realized his mistake, that his older three-faced clever-cruel brother could not have his shadow slain without slaying the one that cast it. With Alkhan and Alkosh as muscle, Merrunz was restrained. Brought to heel against his brother who had learnt only worst lessons from their parents. Akha did not slay Merrunz, but curse him, yes? Named him Destroyer! Unmaker! Rain and Ruin! Flood and Famine!! That for all he tried save, he would destroy… and then Akha released him. Let Merrunz, now cursed, unable to stop himself, set alight all those in his pocket-world and cast down his Little Leaper Demons, make them bitter Dremora. Yes, he still leapt. Yes, he still stole… but every victory he took turned to ashes in his mouth. Hrr… so listen and learn, little ones. This is the tale of Merrunz Dro-Daegon. Spirit of Destruction, scion of Hope! Know to see the falsehood of the Many Paths, know to spot the clever cruelty of Akha in all his faces. Know that only in striking down the three-faced-time-dragon can this Pounce be the one everlasting and Merrunz freed. Be careful in your dealings with the Ja’Khajiit, yes? But respectful. And know that even in destruction he has kept his cleverness to turn some of it to good. Destruction ‘gainst Empires. Destruction ‘gainst tyrants. Flame and flood that burns to clear the way for a new Dawn to bloom!!

[mosspickle]

[pronounsrus]

Green theme

army/armies

aspar/asparagus

avo/cado

apple/apples

basil/basils

croco/dile

cast/leton

cad/mium

char/treuse

clove/clover

em/emerald

envy/envies

fern/ferns

forest/forests

green/greens

greed/greeds

groen/groens

grun/gruns

hunter/hunters

herle/quin

india/indias

jade/jades

juni/juniper

jungle/jungles

kell/kellie

leaf/leafs

liz/lizards

lime/limes

lawn/lawns

laurel/laurels

mint/mints

moss/mosses

mantis/mantis

nepet/nepeta

natu/nature

oli/olive

pine/pines

pear/pears

para/keet

phtha/phthalo

pickle/pickles

pist/pistachio

sheen/sheens

slime/slimy

sham/rock

sea/seas

spring/springs

sage/sages

sea/foam

sea/weed

sacra/mento

sap/saps

tea/teas

tea/teal

uni/form

viri/viridian

vert/verts

verde/verdes

weed/weeds

[automatonne]

this holiday season was absolute garbage and the universe should make up for it by cramming me in croco/dile’s gut. right now 💕💕💕