#dreamdrove

[niitoryuu]

" damn , the younger ones are always so heartless "

[crucifor]

[ scars ] a gentle kiss on the partner's scar(s) (crocsmoke) / @dreamdrove

   ㅤㅤㅤGENTLENESS  DOES  NOT  AN  EX-WARLORD  MAKE,  AND  it's  all  the  more  true  in  sir  crocodile's  bearing,  his  unwillingness  to  relinquish  his  thorny  exterior  in  the  presence  of  anyone  who  might  prove  a  threat  (  so,  everyone  ).  gnashed  teeth  and  haughty  responses  -  sometimes  the  violence  of  sands  or  a  hook  are  all  that  await  those  who  try  to  find  any  modicum  of  soft  beneath  his  scaley  hide,  for  crocodile  simply  prefers  his  life  this  way  -  afforded  the  comforts  of  keeping  all  but  his  business  partners  at  arms  length.  even  his  bed  fellows,  rare  as  they  are,  don't  seek  to  entice  gentleness  from  crocodile  -  nor  do  they  seek  to  give  it  back.  none  should  be  more  true  to  this  than...  whatever  the  hell  he  had  going  on  with  smoker.  there  shouldn't  be  an  inch  of  softness  found  here,  a  molecule  of  anything  tender  lest  it  be  patronizing.  they  weren't  gentle  men  -  especially  with  each  other,  and  even  in  the  afterglow,  crocodile  pulling  lazily  from  his  cigar  as  they  come  down  from  the  carnal  high  imparted  between  them...  well,  crocodile  maintains  a  certain  harshness  about  him.

   ㅤㅤㅤuntil  he  doesn't.

   ㅤㅤㅤthe  way  smoker's  lips  slide  over  his  scar,  cool  and  kiss  stained  from  their  previous  romp,  has  the  ex-warlord  going  still.  the  wound  that  cuts  across  his  handsome  face  is  no  pretty  thing,  vivid  like  the  maw  of  a  beast,  and  he  should  feel  patronized  -  maybe  even  affronted  that  the  marine  would  be  so  audacious.  instead...  he's  just  surprised.  cigar  quickly  stamped  out  -  the  pirate  tilts  his  head,  scowl  narrowing  his  features  again.  his  hand,  still  covered  in  all  those  rings,  grips  the  marine  by  his  chin  like  he  was  grabbing  a  dog  by  the  snout,  and  tilts  his  head  towards  him,  this  way  and  that,  reptilian  gaze  narrowing.  his  thumb,  dry  but  soft  -  dips  along  the  younger's  lower  lip,  tugging  slightly,  before  he  releases  him.

   ㅤㅤㅤ❝ getting  soft  on  me,  smoker? ❞     ㅤㅤㅤcrocodile  doesn't  wait  for  an  answer,  already  cutting  a  cigar,  striking  a  match,  and  shoving  the  damned  thing  between  the  marine's  lips.  it  was  a  blatant  reply  -  the  action  clearly  meant  to  distract,  because  crocodile  wasn't  sure  he  was  emotionally  prepared  for  the  exhaustion  that  came  with  anything  remotely  tender  between  them.

   ㅤㅤㅤ   ㅤㅤㅤ❝ don't. ❞

[voidcenturyseashanties]

sanji !

(luffy won't let him go even if sanji wanted to leave the crew which he doesn't)

"Well, well, well!" Sabo glanced over the edge of the card at the cook between confirmations of each stamped square, "quite the compatibility we've got, it seems." There was an almost salacious quality to his smile. "I'm sure it won't be the last time we see each other, but if you're ever in Paradise, I could swing a date."

game: chemistry bingo! ( accepting )

[belovedcorvid]

from smoker 🫡 - @dreamdrove

( SmoCora my beloved, excellent rarepair. And thank you ! I'll send you one back too as I draft this ! )

" If that's a new assignment the vice admiral can take it back. Tell them I'm still concussed, " he spoke up as soon as the card touched the haphazard stack of papers he was currently using as a desk pillow, tired eyes betraying the laughter that the weariness swallowed up in his voice. That wasn't even a lie or an excuse - the bandages were even still wrapped around his head, making his hair stand up at odd angles. Orders or not, he still scanned it, squinting first in confusion, then suspicion, then curiosity. This was . . hm. There were a lot of boxes ticked on here. Though his training was enough to keep his expression policed into calm (perhaps fond) amusement, he could feel a bit of colour creep into his face, along the edges of his ears without his permission. Curse of fair skin - he supposed Smoker could probably relate.

" Actually, I think I'll hold onto this - so I can remind you of all of it the next time I fuck up or piss you off. "

[poneglph]

♡ marco & teach let's go

send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours

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[melpcmene]

@dreamdrove asks: "you don't smell like anyone else." (carrot @ vash just trust me on this emmett --) ( dialogue prompts from mouth: stories by puloma ghosh. / accepting! )

“ wha- ” now this was a head scratcher. what did that mean? you don't smell like anyone else? “ what do i smell like? do i stink? ” then he lifted his arm, now sniffing under his armpit, needing to smell what he smells like now. ( you got him curious! ) “ i smell fine-ish! i smell like me. see? i may not smell like flowers and sunshine but i smell a-okay. ”

then with another sniff, vash drops his arm, crossing his arms across his chest. “ what do i smell like to you? ”

[liecoris]

@dreamdrove said:

"you have pretty eyes." (from bellamy)

Mukuro wasn't sure on how often she got complimented on her eyes, if at all, she fully assumed most people were rather put off by them since she had consumed her Devil Fruit and the appearance of her eyes seemed to be a little more reptilian。

So when Bellamy complimented her eyes, there was a soft bush that dusted her cheeks as she felt a warmth begin to radiate off her face and a small smile began to urge its way onto her lips。

「Thank you~」

【 send "You have pretty eyes" for my muse's reaction 】 ♡ 【 accepting 】

[totalacehole]

@dreamdrove

A lazy, almost playful glance from dark obsidian eyes flickered over the Marine captain as Ace tipped his chair back.

Elbows carelessly draped backward towards the table he had been resting on moments prior until he was roused from his narcoleptic tendencies, his frame entirely canted towards the sudden arrival of the infamous Smoker as he shook his head, the rogue pirate's tone hinting at causing the other male as much trouble as possible.

Doing his best to maintain a straight face, Ace pulled down his cowboy hat so that the brim concealed the upper half of his speckled features as he solemnly stated, 

"...I’m not a hero. I can just do things and sometimes I wish I couldn’t.”

Being the pirate that he was, nobody in their sane mind would classify him as a well-respected hero. Well, as his gaze inconspicuously tried to catch the older male’s expression from afar, he couldn't completely extinguish a half-smirk as he eagerly anticipated to what extent his words would effectively rile Smoker up.

He’s betting he’ll be pissed as hell–would the sea winds shine in his favor?

[diolanza]

@dreamdrove

︶꒷꒦⚗️🧪💨꒷꒦︶

Caesar sighed, chin resting on top of the table, pen dancing between gloved fingers. It was one of the fwe times Caesar had grown bored of the work he was doing. For the past couple years, it'd been nothing but annoying, crying brats and moronic lab assistants that seemed to struggle with even the most basic of tasks. It was clear to him early on that the process of gigantification would be unattainable, not without casualties that'd end up with his life force being stolen. Even his precious pet seemed uninteresting. Caesar was one to overwork himself, he knew that, and he cared little, but in that particular moment, he felt as if someone had put a veil over his mind and left it in the fog.

He glanced to Monet, his secretary, her attention drawn to a pile of papers in front of her. The pair had been sitting in silence for awhile, working in parallel to one another, but now the silence had grown miserable and he felt he'd go mad if it continued any longer. Another sigh, this one louder, clearly aimed at the harpy woman across the room. When she didn't turn to look at him, brow furrowed and a pour formed on his lips.

Rising to his feet, Caesar moved so he was standing just next to her, annoyingly stretching his gaseous body outwards so he'd be more in her direct line of vision. A groan this time, and he reforms his body, still pouting.

❝ Can't you find something more interesting for us to do? ❞

[medicus-mortem]

@dreamdrove liked [+] for a starter for Bellamy

   “This is fuckin’ annoying,” the Surgeon of Death grumbles under his breath.

   A sneer touches his lips, marring his usually cocky smirk for just a moment. Features are shadowed by the brim of his hat. Golden eyes focus on the gathered, sneering and mocking pirates before him. At their head stands a man with wild eyes and a wide, cackling grin. It reminds Trafalgar Law of another man with a penchant for unending grins and manic laugher. It makes the captain’s blood boil. Brings fury to his mind and an instinct to slaughter, but he controls himself. He’s got much better at doing that, at keeping his rage in check. Still, these fuckers are real close to sending him over the edge.

   They’ve already ruined his evening. He was just chilling with his crew, enjoying some quality whiskey he’d bought from the local bar. He’d even been nice enough to take his potentially rowdy crew out of said bar and to a park not so far away. The place was abandoned the moment him and his Hearts stepped in it. Well, abandoned except for these fuckers. Law is certain they’ve been following him for a while now.

   “I don’t care what your problem with me is,” Law says, projecting loud enough for both crews to hear. “But I’m givin’ you one chance to fuck off.”

    Kikoku gleams in the moonlight as he tugs her free of her sheath. He feels her anticipation in the back of his mind, her desire for blood. Beside him Shachi bears his sharp teeth, his Man-at-Arms just as ready to rip into some flesh. The rest of his Hearts get ready too. Unfortunately, Law is planning to remove them from this. He caught a glimpse of a familiar and hated Jolly Roger, and Law does not want most of his people involved in anything to do with that symbol.

[niitoryuu]

he lets out a long , l o n g , tired yawn and stretches out both of his arms, leaving the so comfortable position he had been sitting in for the past . . . hour ? hours ? had not smoker come, he'd stay as it is because every other subordinate that passed by was too scared to call him out or give a warning about the upcoming meeting - which he perfectly aware of. " alright , alright " he then sits up, hands coming to his sides to support the weight of his body and help him stand up, the tall figure almost comically surpassing the imposing, broad silhouette that was smoker.

as he stood up, one hand was brought in front of his own face to dissipate the smoke coming out of the other's blunt, giving him a scolding look but shrugging it off the next second.

" so , @dreamdrove. . . what is this mandatory meeting about again ? what horrors did the new generation do this time, helped an old geezer cross a bridge ? even i need help sometimes . . . " even if his words had a mocking tone, smoker had to admit part of the discourse was right. both of them had witnessed the deeds of certain pirates that if not for the navy's strict morals of justice, had caused zero to no harm & could easily be overlooked if he was to say.

[crucifor]

13 & 17 for good ole croc baby

ㅤㅤㅤSEXUALITY  HEADCANONS  &  QUESTIONS  /  accepting

13.  are  they  openly  flirtatious/sexual,  or  are  they  quite  private?

ㅤㅤㅤit  really  depends  on  the  person,  i  wouldn't  say  he's  OPEN  about  it...  but  he's  not  super  private  either.  all  of  crocodile's  flirting  is  subtle,  a  well  placed  hand  on  the  lower  back,  a  thoughtful  but  lavish  gift,  a  growled  demand  or  praise.  now  that  he's  older...  he  likes  to  entice  partners  to  bed,  because  that's  part  of  the  fun.  in  his  younger  days  though,  crocodile  was  much  more  openly  sexuality  -  definitely  not  above  letting  someone  go  to  town  on  him  in  a  shadowy  alcove  of  a  bar  sorta  thing.  he  knew  (and  still  knows)  what  he  wanted  and  if  he  could  entice  it  by  being  a  little  bit  more  risque  -  he  would.

17.  how  satisfactory  has  their  sex  life  been  thus  far?

ㅤㅤㅤdepends  on  the  universe  to  be  honest.  i'd  say  he's  pretty  satiated  in  the  ones  where  he's  involved  with  smoker,  dof,  dragon,  or  mihawk...  sometimes  buggy.  otherwise  it's  nothing  to  write  home  about.  itches  to  scratch,  no  more  no  less.  he's  busier  trying  to  dismantle  the  world  government  in  new  and  unique  ways  and  taking  over  countries!

[voidcenturyseashanties]

@dreamdrove sent: [BRUSH] ⇶ Shirahoshi && Neela

What a strange position it was to be sat squarely in the palm of a giant mermaid. The distance from the ground did not faze her. Beguiled by the beauty of every glittering adornment affixed to Shirahoshi, Neela was stunned into silence. A smile stretched ear to ear. Eyelids slowly slackened and drooped over wide eyes of umber. Wow. A real princess! Just like the ones in the stories her father used to tell her. A brief stroke snagged her attention. Her lips rounded for but a moment, then smoothed to the same easygoing grin. Apparently, one of her twists had drifted in front of her eyes again. Both hands unfastened from the princess's palm. Lithe digits floated upward. It took both hands to wrap around the finger that ushered the hair from her face. Finally, her cheek pressed against it. How else was she supposed to give her a hug? "Does this mean we're friends?" the query was cooed softly . . . hopefully.

meme: NONSEXUAL ACTS OF AFFECTION

[totalacehole]

A slight furrow married his previously solemn expression as he came from behind, small embers blazing underneath his footsteps as irritation seeped through his lanky frame. Scrunching up his face, Ace crossed his arms as he bluntly stated, "Very funny. I just saw you like an hour ago in the galley." Yeah, for about two minutes before his narcolepsy kicked in. He's been fishing food out of his curly hair since then. "You really need to stop overworking yourself, Marco."

Leaning upwards, his palms reached upwards past Marco's taller shoulders to examine flaxen locks, a mischievous smirk already tugging at his freckled features as he pretended to appear shocked.

"Holy shit, are those gray hairs I'm seeing-?"

"long time no see. is there something you need-yoi?"

[summerxmelodies]

♡ people i want to get to know better!

last song I listened to: Blackhole - Architects

favorite color: blue & purple

currently watching: Neebs Gaming & Meat Canyon when they post on youtube. There are others I watch too, but those are the religiously watched ones.

last movie / tv show I watched: Who Framed Roger Rabbit

spicy / savory / sweet: all of the above, but my spicy desire has been growing of late

relationship status: married

last thing I googled: shit related to my job

tagged by: @dreamdrove

tagging: you <3

[diolanza]

what one piece character(s) does the mun share a birthday with (or close to)? calendar site here.

april 9th

caesar, pepper, marguerite, moomoo, and yorki

tagged by: stole from @dreamdrove

tagging: @cptnslog