#letting this one marinate for a bit

[lavendermin]

Stellaron hunter Sunday subconsciously latching onto you, who are like an injured little dove to him. Some psychological need to keep his same routine from before or have some semblance of familiarity amidst this new path he’s been set on. It was just something platonic, he swears by this. Just an innate need to protect and guide you since you were also a clumsy new recruit.

You couldn’t help it—falling for him. Slowly being consumed by an infatuation that morphed into a hopeful yearning that filled your chest with a syrupy thickness of strong emotions you were inexperienced with.

And Sunday was at a loss. That wasn’t part of the plan. Well—he didn’t have much of a plan with you. The platonic acquaintance he had built with you was nothing more than for his own gratification. His desperate attempt at normalcy. Someone to fill the void of not being able to see his dear sister…

Still… you’re so willing to just give and give and give to him. Anything, for even the slightest possibility of returned affection. Even if you don’t outright confess to him, he sees it. In your actions, your speech, your eyes.

Would it truly be so bad to take that which is offered in earnest?

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short fic for this up now

[arielluva]

found this weird thing on the floor

[invye]

Me, gasping awake: "Omg, I haven't thought about Rosinante in days!"

My brain: "No worries fam, here's a huge CoraHawk fake dating fix it AU."

Me: "Thank you :)"

*10 minutes later*

Me: "But you know we can't have Mihawk without Shanks, especially if this is set during their duelling times, and also I think Shanks and Rosinante would get on like a house on fire--"

My brain: "This is gonna be a polyamorous Rosinante/Mihawk/Shanks story before long, who do you think I am??"

[jello-sparkbomb]

I had a vision.

(I will do anything to avoid the news so have Coley instead.)

+ I think I just unlocked a new braincell trying to edit this on ibis paint x

[robinsnest2111]

only positive and fun (smutty) thought for today:

New imagination flick in my brain movie theater is nikkimick frenzied dry humping when they could get caught any second but the need is just too strong 👉👈

Nikki pressing Mick into a corner backstage, hurried and sweaty right after their last bow and encore, the roar of the crowd still ringing in their ears. Mick trying to fight him off at first, ready to protest and push his bandmate away. But Nikki already has a hand covering Mick's mouth, successfully silencing him. Pushing ever closer, burying his face into Mick's messy hair, taking a deep breath, Nikki's boner becoming painfully obvious to Mick as it's pressing into his lower abdomen.

Mick dropping all protests, giving into Nikki, letting the frenzied adrenaline driven lust wash over him, infect him, his own interest growing steadily in his tight pants.

It's quick and hurried and sweaty and absolutely messy; harsh breaths, barely concealed groans and moans, the occasional squeak and clank of their heavily accessorised stage outfits rubbing and clashing together, leather on leather, metal on metal. The potential of getting caught by either Vince, Tommy, or any number of roadies or stage hands looming on the edge of their minds, but still succumbing to their urgent need.

[automatonknight]

lone star shine down on my hometown

id: a digital greyscale drawing of kurier-she’s white and has long, dark, graying hair as well as a beard. she’s visible from her head to her chest. she’s wearing a cowboy hat, a plaid, unbuttoned shirt over a white tank top and a simple, black eyepatch over her left eye. the background is solid black with a lone, white star shining right above kurier’s head, they’re looking up at it with a sad expression. end id

[junkissed]

sooooo how soon do we want another jun fic

[spicygambles]

Because Grian's teeth is sharp against Mumbo's throat and Doc is torn between wanting to bare his teeth against the man or leaning in and sinking his teeth on the back of Mumbo's ne-

Recruiting Mumbo into a war saying 'hey infiltrate the other side, you're gonna be our double agent' and Doc is their leader and Doc had trusted him so easily and the betrayal is thick and heady in the air of that cave when Doc closed his maw around Mumbo's pulse as Grian watche-

Dragging Mumbo into another war he didn't know a lick about, seemingly abandoned, the claws on Mumbo's chest loosening a tiny bit. The Red in Grian's eyes as Mumbo stood on top of that mining bore. The easy uneasy alliance calling Doc down, both their eyes following Mumbo with vicious tenacity as he frolicked by Scar's sid-

Building boatem village and Doc had slowly crawled closer. The smug glimmer in Grian's eyes as he stared down Doc with his hands wrapped around Mumbo's n e c k.

The fury.. in Doc's eyes. The unbidden envy. The-

[charkyzombicorn]

Do you have any head cannons about white beard and crocodiles relationship?

HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHWHWHEHEHE

SO Crocodile is ftm, he is Whitebeard's bio son but Whitebeard doesn't believe in biology. Crocodile's mom didn't have the same family values as Whitebeard and their relationship was both long-distance and strained but she didnt want to abort so she had the kid while Whitebeard was still on Xebec's crew but also while Whitebeard was heavily suspicious so he never invited her or their son aboard. He definitely visited though, even if she liked to hold their child over his head a little too much, about how she deserved compensation for raising a child she didn't want, so Whitebeard got his own ship, and Crocodile became his first crewmember at age 2. For a few years Whitebeard only had his baby and him, but then he found a little scrawny blonde boy in the food storage, and Marco became Crocodile's official older brother, since Marco was two years older.

Still, one man and his two kids was not great for a pirate crew, but then he adopted a man in his 30s (one that died in the summit war, protecting his younger siblings until the end), then triplets, then more and more genuine people who were steered wrong by the stork and we're raised by cruel people. Kind and eager and honest people that never got a chance to know a family.

Newgate cared about his children equally, he never held bias towards or against Crocodile and most of the crew didn't even know Crocodile was biologically his.

Then, when Crocodile was 16, he changed his name. Newgate supported him - he had a few sons that were daughters once or daughters that used to be sons, or children that weren't quite either but he loved them all the same. Some of his children didn't understand, but as far as Newgate could see, they tried. They slipped more often than not but they tried. Luckily, Izou had done something similar and could help Crocodile in all the ways Newgate could not.

But then, word got out. Crocodile was his biological child, and the papers never called him his son no matter now many times Garp said he was bugging people about it. Then Crocodile was targeted. The first few attacks Whitebeard and his children could handle, but then they got smart. They shackled his first two children in seastone without raising the alarm, by the time they noticed anything, they were sailing off on seperate marine ships. The marines announced this - they sabotaged the cannons, the crew could only get to one in time, and for all Newgate believed he loved his children all the same,

He went after Marco without a thought.

He couldn't explain why to his crew, he couldn't look Marco in the eye when he demanded to know where his little brother was - the one he was trusted with when he was only 7 because Newgate trusted him - when the crew asked if it was because Crocodile was his blood, Newgate didn't answer.

They were looking for Crocodile day and night regardless of a decision a parent should never have to make. Then a carrier bird dropped a small box on the deck, and Izou opened it and gagged.

Crocodile's hand, the one that used to be smaller than his fingernail but would yank on his hair all the same. The hand that used to fingerpaint all over the ship walls. The hand that Newgate had taught to hold a sword. Pale, bruised, and in a box to mock him.

Newgate turned the ship in the direction the messenger bird went himself by simply cracking the ocean below. Drove the ship forward by grabbing the wind in the sails and pulling. Izou got the others, their eyes glassy and their steps shaking.

Still, no matter how hard Newgate pushed the ship forward, it took four hours to get to the island with a marine base standing tall over the trees.

Newgate's children tore the base apart, Marco pulled Crocodile out with roughly cauterized wounds and a gash cutting his face in half. Tried to help him walk toward the ship, keeping his nervous flames from touching him, tried to call for their father. But when Crocodile looked up and saw Newgate he jerked violently out of Marco's hold. Newgate tried to walk towards him and Crocodile started crawling backwards with one arm while his other was held close. Crocodile looked more terrified than Newgate had ever seen him, and he was looking straight at his father.

"Croc--"

"It was you."

Newgate froze, Marco froze at Crocodile's side. Any of Newgate's children that were near enough were staring.

"You're. They only did this because Whitebeard's first daughter was targeted. Because-- They won't. They won't stop until she's dead." He stumbled on his words, voice cracking, the thin scabbing on his face cracking and bleeding the more his mouth moved. He still looked scared of Newgate, but he managed to glare anyway. "She needs to die on this island. If she doesn't it'll only put us more at risk."

But Crocodile was only 18. Barely more than a child, Newgate wanted to still be his home.

But Crocodile was right. They had almost lost Marco, too. They could loose any number of their family the next attack, while Crocodile is still weak and healing.

So the crew decimated the marine base and everyone in it, gave Crocodile as much medical attention as they could in the short time, built him a small sailboat with a month of rations and finally Crocodile set sail, swearing he would get stronger than Whitebeard one day.

Newgate knew he would.

[sw33t-oubliette]

homestuck au where instead of john jade dave and rose playing sburb its them

(imagine grace and karkat’s dynamic….)

oh My God grace and karkats dynamic .......

[crescent-cubed]

I wonder

Maybe part of the problem was that I kept trying to have a story with the rotumblr blogs after friendball-irl

Gray didn't start with a story, but he got one over time due to his interactions

Maybe I just need another blank slate? And I try to keep it as simple as possible? Don't engage in plot, but comment and chat?

Maybe?

[magic-is-something-we-create]

i must say, writing a book like whispers for once (aka one where i know 90% of the main storyline going in and enough of the other to improvise it well) has meant editing is... way easier than it has been before.

[invye]

So @kacievvbbbb asking about modern AU headcanons had me revisiting my 'modernised' MiShanks AU I thought up a couple months ago.

I call it 'modernised' because it is more of a medium modern AU, where I keep much of the base OP lore and history, but shrink the 'active' world down to just a few islands. The overall tech level and societal developments are much closer to what we have now and I do away with most of the political plot. I haven't yet decided if Devil Fruits still exist, but if they do, they are much more rare and are kind of a thing of legend most people don't believe in. Only very select few people would know about them and the curse associated with them.

So lets get into it, I've got plenty of thoughts on Mihawk, Shanks and how their relationship plays together in a more modern world. (And because Rosinante is also one of my favourites, and I can't seem to not smush them all together, there is a CoraMiShanks bit at the end too.)

- Mihawk -

Basic weaponry is a bit more in line with modern expectations in this AU, but that will never ever stop Mihawk from being a swords guy. Mihawk is the authority on fencing, especially in historical context. He's basically got a PHD in swords, identifying them, maintaining them, using them. He's filthy rich, not just because he won every fencing tournament there is, but also because he straight up inherited that half maintained castle outside of town along with stupid amounts of money from an uncle everyone thought already died decades before Mihawk received his testament.

These days Mihawk only competes in the highest level tournament once a year to defend the title (his 'rivalry' with Shanks makes the news every time) and otherwise spends his time at home, reading, drinking, occasionally taking small sailing trips with his beloved Hitsugibune, and of course training his swordsmanship. Everyone thinks he's just living it up big in Kuraigana castle, but the people in town know that he just wants to raise his kids in peace.

Where did the kids come from? No one knows. They're definitely not his though. Anyway, turns out that Mihawk is really good with kids, so it takes barely a couple years for the whole town to load off their kids with him during holidays and days off school. (Look, Zeff runs a busy kitchen, and as much as Sanji tries to help, he's still too young for the holiday rush. Garp has to leave on Marine assignments at the most random times, and his bum of a son has vanished to who knows where years ago, and the grandkids are friends with Zoro and Sanji anyway and can do with burning out their energy running around the woods behind the castle. Bellemère has to leave on those assignments with Garp most of the time, so Nami joins the fray while Nojiko mostly plays with Perona. Mihawk usually leaves the teen girls be on their own, especially since Robin showed up a while ago to join them [she seems to stay on her own, and Mihawk keeps an eye on her in case she needs additional help, but Crocodile seems to have that sorted already]. Usopp's mom is still sick, and she's grateful to know her son is out there having fun with his friends while she tries the next medicine with horrible side effects.)

The kids love Mihawk. Mihawk loves the kids too and to much of his dismay, the kids know it. He is a figure of authority to them, but also a person of trust, who they can approach with problems and worries when their usual parental figure is unavailable or out of reach. Given that Mihawk is pretty much always around, he begrudgingly accepts his new job as free childcare provider for the town (Garp tried to pay once. They all realised very quickly they get much farther by paying in favours, food, or doing little odd jobs because that old castle always needs something done).

Mihawk promised to teach Ace and Sabo to sail this summer, and with Luffy insisting to bounce around them, he already plans on doing more swimming and child fishing than actual sailing.

- Shanks -

Shanks is still a pirate, but it's all on a much smaller scale. He's still got the 'Red Emperor' epithet, but his reputation is much more Robin Hood of the seas. The Red Force gets into small tussles with other pirates more often than the Marines, and really, as long as they have food and alcohol on board they are all perfectly fine just sailing and enjoying their freedom. No one ever knows where the Red Force is at any given time, but they are known to show up when natural disasters strike, not to plunder the remains, but to help the people rebuild long before the Marines get around to offer their help (once the Marines show up on the horizon the Red Force clears out, a couple shots are exchanged, none of them ever hit). Garp tried to yell them into joining the Marines more than once, really Shanks could even stay captain and keep his ship and crew, he just needs to fly the Marine flag, but they all simply laugh and wave as they go off again to who knows where.

However, there is one week every year, where everyone knows exactly where the Red Force will be. Shanks won't ever miss his chance to duel Mihawk in the grand fencing tournament a couple islands over from Mihawk's home. As opposed to Mihawk, who has his fixed position as defending champion, Shanks fights his way through the other contenders every year. He leans into the pirate reputation, taunting opponents, refusing protective gear, tiptoe-ing the line to breaking the rules. The people love to hate him, it's a spectacle every time. The grand finale inevitably is a duel between Mihawk and Shanks, even after Shanks lost his arm (he sat out for a year and people thought that was the end. They were very relieved when Shanks made his over the top entrance again the year after).

They have long abandoned the actual fencing rules and equipment during the finale. People clap and scream when Mihawk steps on stage carrying Yoru, the black blade just as legendary as his own reputation. Shanks never fails to grin and deliver a witty one liner (the people's boo is part of the performance) and then they lunge. Watching that fight is exhilarating. No protective gear, real blades, and two absolute masters going at each other with a force that would leave less competent fighters with the gravest of wounds. It's every bit as real as it is a performance. Everyone knows Mihawk will win before they even start, and the people can recognise a small collection of moves that they build in every time, the more flashy and wide swipes that could easily be punished but never are. It's not simply about Mihawk winning and Shanks losing, it's about witnessing a piece of history being brought back to life right in front of their eyes.

The fencing tournament has always been held within the context of the summer solstice, and with Mihawk and Shanks putting on their show its become a part of a bigger festival that focusses on celebrating history and old rites, the origins of which aren't always known anymore. Every year after the finale they throw a huge feast, traditional food all over, as historically accurate to a long past pirate era as it can get (Mihawk makes sure of it, that history PHD has to be good for something), dressing up accordingly is very much encouraged. Shanks and Mihawk keep carrying their blades and play up their daring villain and chivalrous hero act and no one thinks twice about drinking with the Red Hair Pirates (they have amazing stories to tell). Usually Mihawk ends up in the middle of a group of kids and answers all kinds of history questions, all professor like, but in his full on historical get up. Shanks catches a glimpse of him and sighs dreamily and all the people he's jokingly been flirting with and threatening to kidnap as part of his role know that they're talking to a very much taken man. They enjoy his company anyway and talk to him about what it is like to raise a kid out at sea as they watch Perona and Uta tease Zoro in the distance.

What people don't know, is that the Red Force winters. Pretty much everyone aside from a volunteer skeleton crew leaves the ship for home during the winter months.

No one in town mentions to outsiders that the Red Emperor stays with the Strongest Swordsman up in Kuraigana castle. Why would they? They're great with the kids. And Uta singing with Brook during the Baratie winter solstice celebration sells out the house every time (the townsfolk get a cheeky 50% off that day, it's a community event after all [except for Mihawk. His filthy rich ass can pay double and wouldn't notice {he does pay double. He does notice. He does not care}]).

- Rosinante & Law -

Because I can't help myself and I love thinking about Rosinante together with MiShanks, this story's active events that would make up a proper fic make it a CoraMiShanks story, which starts with Cora-san and Law arriving in town. (Rosinante is genuinely a situational mute in this one, and Law's illness is a bit less horrifying, and potentially cured/managed with medicine.) They're on assignment from Doflamingo who heard that there's a spot that has gone unfilled in the island's underworld and wants to take full advantage of the opportunity to weasel into Crocodile's operations.

Little does Doffy know that: a) Corazón accepted the assignment so he could get away from him; b) Corazón insisted on taking Law because he's still working on getting Law's illness cured; [c) {depending on if Devil Fruits exist} Corazón may have secretly taken the Ope Ope no Mi on his way out;] d) Dracule Mihawk personally checks out every newcomer in town and seems to know much more than he reasonably should; e) Dracule Mihawk loves kids and bonds with Rosinante in a single meeting that included him pulling Law out of a lake; f) gods damned Dracule Mihawk directly protects Crocodile's operations in a infuriating 'someone will do it so I pick the smallest evil' mindset and Crocodile is so damn smug about it; g) fucking Dracule Mihawk decides to keep Rosinante and Law under his protection; h) and WHERE DID THE FUCKING RED EMPEROR COME FROM???

Doffy is seething at his plans foiled. Crocodile laughs at him, tells him to go pound sand and uses the opportunity to poach a couple of Doffy's operatives. Doffy has no choice but to retreat and plot his vengeance for later.

[citizen-saint]

yaoi fortune, yaoi fame

yaoi glass in a yaoi pane

so lost in the yaoi i forgot my own name

[hoardingwordslikeawhore]

Hey gang more nsfw questions/vent(???) Idk uh. Any tips? What do you do for solo aftercare?

FUCK ok this is only the second time its ever happened but it still makes me nervous so uhh for the girlies what do you do abt pcb aka some blood after sex/masturbation

Logically I know its just from being a little too eager and that I should be fine and probably wont have to get it checked out but uhh. Idk. Fuck it this is tumblr dot com why am I being shy. Srsly. Anyways so I went too rough solo and its been a few hours but now I feel kinda small and nervous and ive been gentle w myself but I'm still slightly bleeding and yeah. :/ tips?

[worldendunit]

speaking of which i really should draw ivory wraith more these days