#oceanum

[networkcables]

objectum sex with the ocean NOW

[aamaranthiine]

thea is about to get herself a pretty pink feather coat. dont mind the bloodstains.

[ikkaku-of-heart]

"Hmmmmm. On one hand, being Crocodile's sugar baby sounds like it could go wrong in so many ways, and I'm pretty sure Law would call me an idiot for taking the risk of canoodling with a Warlord, regardless of the benefits and the clear-cut contract."

Ikkaku tapped her bottom lip in thought. "On the other hand, those funds could be great for my weaponized prosthetics and cyborg army research. And intel on Marine movements would be hella useful to Law. Plus shopping trips and lavish balls are a pretty tempting bonus. Especially with sex not being required and feelings being a deal-breaker. But that almost makes it sound too good to be true..."

It's definitely a temptation. Ikkaku will have much to think about.

[mingos]

nightmare polycule but buggy is replaced with @aamaranthiine

[infloresco]

@per-oceanum liked for a starter.

Another long day went by, and Robin was exhausted after hours of reading everything, she came across regarding her search for the Alabasta poneglyph. Not that she minded it, collection of knowledge had always been her primary goal in every group she had joined. Still, there was much more riding on this particular instance as she sat on the leather couch in Sir Crocodile's study. Not much had been found thus far but as the timeline came to a close, and all the players had begun playing their roles, it was not uncommon to cross all the t's, something that, undoubtedly, her boss was trying to accomplish.

Long legs sheathed in smokey color stockings perfectly lay one on top of the other. Eyes trained on the tome in hand that she had borrowed from the many books surrounding her. A form of entertainment as she waited, left to wonder why she was summoned in the first place. She wasn't particularly fond of Crocodile's study, but she had been curious about the well of knowledge littering the walls of the spacious room.

The scent of Tabacco and burned wood with a metallic undertone, no doubt sand on a hot day, filtered through the air and without even looking up at the man that no doubt had entered, Robin released a short sigh, "How peculiar, you reek of something different I cannot quite place… other than your usual natural musk."

[ravarui]

ㅤ⠀Drawing enough attention in Rain Dinners can mean one of two things: getting thrown out, or getting dragged within the personal office of Sir Crocodile, where one would be lucky to see the light of day again. A sigh tinged with smoke plumed into the air as the owner of the casino was pulled from his office by his essential guard dog; a group of pirates causing mischief and mayhem. 

ㅤ⠀His first warning should have been the obnoxious laughter coming from his bar. Languid steps eased across the wood floor, the subtle shifting sound of sand causing patrons to quickly back away, returning their attentions to whatever game they’d gambled upon rather than the unfolding drama. Red hair swam into view; Crocodile could spot the first mate to the left, the gunner to the right. Spread out across the casino floor.

ㅤ⠀Smart.

ㅤ⠀❝Should have known you’d have no sense of manners in a place of business, Red Haired Shanks.❞ [ via the starter call post. ]

An unexpected meeting @per-oceanum

The change in the atmosphere was the first thing that alerted him. People seemed suddenly more on edge and he saw the bartender getting slightly pale at whoever was approaching. Shanks was sitting with his back to them, but he had a good idea on who exactly was the reason for the reactions of the others.

The voice confirms his suspicions and he turns on his barstool, his trademark wide smile in place. "Place of business? I thought this was a casino! A place to gamble and not to make business deals." His eyes dance with amusement as he looks up at the warlord. Shanks wasn't here to cause unnecessary trouble. The crew and him had simply needed and wanted a break. And what better place to spend it then at the famous Rain Dinners?

And sure, they were a little bit rowdy, but nothing unusual. For them at least. Crocodiles presence however hinted at the fact that not everyone seemed to share the sentiment. "You want a drink?" Still grinning he offered the man his still unopened bottle of sake. "Or what does the big boss himself want from little old me, hm?"

[seeasunset]

ㅤ⠀❝Isn't this a curious sight.❞

ㅤ⠀The murmur spilled through the laughter that filled the floor of the casino. Rain Dinners was alive that night, guests cheering over their winnings, groaning over their losses as card games began and ended one after another. The owner of said voice chuckled as he approached, steps slow; languid.

ㅤ⠀Gold gleamed in the artificial light as the hook settled atop the table beside Vasco. Sir Crocodile settled, then; the scent of cloves and undercurrent of sandalwood following.

ㅤ⠀❝Now, to what do I owe the honor of hosting the infamous Captain of the Nauts?❞

[ WAVES EXCITEDLY!!!! ]

The loud chatter of the casino is something Vasco have gotten used to. Not because he went to casinos often, but because most of his life is spent with a lot of chatters around him. From the loud voices exchanging between crew mates to sailors greetings each other in harbors. Even the various of scents didn't seem to take Vasco by surprise. Not with the sweaty bodies of certain people or the expensive colognes and perfumes filling the air (or so people wanted to think it is). It didn't stop Vasco from moving further in. His nose only doing a slight wrinkle at the scents, but nothing more. His gaze never lingered long enough. Not even when he slid into one of the nearest tables. Up until someone came sliding into the seat next to him.

The gleam of the hook caught his eye. Not in the way of interest, but just studying it carefully yet quickly before fixing itself on the stranger's face. Not any stranger.

❝Just a simple visit is all.❞ Words slid out from his mouth in a steady yet calm manner. One that reflected his expression. An expression and tone never once betraying the thoughts behind his mind or the true purpose. ❝And I owe an honor to be in your presence. Honored to have caught your attention.❞

[sillygum]

@per-oceanum . (X)

"No, no old man" Luffy shakes his head and lifts up his hand to demonstrate. " Like the hand grows over the hook jus one night. A hand that looks like a hook, with fingers n stuff." In his rambling he's stretched his hand and wrist into the shape, the tip now his pinky and fingers arching around to form the body of the hook. " Mm, kinda like a crab." He chuckles to himself before eyes slide back to Crocodile. "Couldn't ya just use yer devil fruit to make a hand? Buuuuut the hook's pretty cool too, way flashier."

"I think I'd want a hook too."

[chillin-at-partys-bar]

ㅤ⠀❝Bold move to port here.❞

ㅤ⠀The deep rumble of the Warlord’s voice could be heard easily over conversation that spanned across the docks of Nanohana. Near-reptilian gaze sweeps across the ship of the Red Hair Pirates in subtle curiosity. If he actually cared about his position as a Warlord, he’d destroy the vessel, challenge Shanks to a fight, and bury him- and the rest of his crew- in the desert.

ㅤ⠀It was certainly a blessing for the Captain that Crocodile didn’t care that much. 

ㅤ⠀❝What brings you to Alabasta?❞ 

[ via the starter call post. ]

"I was looking for a beach but I was getting tired of the seas that came with them," he grinned as he looked from the sea to the desert to illustrate his point. He held in his laughter for another beat before throwing his head back. "Dahaha, I'm just kidding, Croc. I never tire of the sea!"

In all honesty, what brought him there wasn't really anything significant or special - though he had heard plenty of unsavory rumors about the man before him. Of course, they were all wanted men, so unsavory rumors came with the territory.

The other man didn't seem keen on them staying there, but despite the jokes they did need to stock up on supplies and his crew were long overdue for a break.

"You guys got anything good to drink around here?"

[diolanza]

Red manicured nails plucked the card out of the news coo's mouth. Upon seeing the Warlord's signature, pink eyes narrowed just slightly. They flipped the card over, a wide grin slowly creeping upon their features as they read. Holding the card in one hand, they leaned on the knuckles of the other. If it wasn't a trap, the offer wouldn't be something they could just turn down. It was something they'd done before, with pirates far lower on the food chain than Crocodile. They'd be more than eager to live lavishly underneath another Warlord, and it wasn't like they worked for Doflamingo personally.

The reason for Crocodile needing a sugar baby was yet to be seen. Maybe he was feeling a bit altruistic. Though their eyes kept drifting to one part of the contract 'Insider information regarding movements of the Marines'. Any pirate with a bounty to speak of would pay thousands of berries to know any sort of things like that. To get it for free with little effort, it would save Cupid so much work and they wouldn't even have to sell the information themself. And maybe, riding on Crocodile's coattails would give them a boost in popularity.

Giddy, they easily signed the card.

𝒜𝓂𝑜𝓇 𝒞𝓊𝓅𝒾𝒹 💘

They hopped up from their seat and strode towards the edge of the top deck to overlook their crew, ❝ Alright, everyone hurry it up! We're goin' to Alabasta! ❞

A card is set before your muse. On the front is scrawled a signature in emerald ink beneath a crocodile skull. Once flipped over, your muse is greeted with the terms and conditions of their Sugaring Contract.

❝Benefits Include: Weekly allowance ( of up to 100,000 Berries ), Monthly allowance ( one lump sum of 500,000 Berries on the first of each month ), Lavish parties, Free entry, drinks, and stay at any resort owned by Crocodile, Insider information regarding movements of the Marines, Health insurance, Occasional shopping trips with Crocodile himself

You must provide: The occasional company for Marine Balls or other outside gatherings per Crocodile's request. On occasion, physical contact will be required, but will never overstep any boundaries set.

*Sexual favors are not owed, nor will they be by either party. Should an encounter occur, it must be within the consent of both parties. Romantic feelings should not be considered. Should they develop, this contract will become null.❞

Do they accept the temptation? To be upon the arm ( or lap ) for a Warlord is esteem very little have the chance to claim, after all. Though, the target upon his back will also be upon their own. Does the risk outweigh the reward? Or is it simply too daunting of an idea? Do tell...

[crossover-enthusiast]

responsum est intus.

osseus et lilac opus sunt.

oculi semper vident

stellae fulgebunt

oculi caerulei super Oceanum lucent.

osseus et genitor secreta penitus habent.

Cutem tuam frigora senties.

responsa insculpta sunt;

sceleta et cucurbitas futura straverunt.

cucurbita sidera videt;

vade in mentis excessum

numquam habebis casum.

cucurbita morietur.

osseus iacere et clamare

lilac perdet

et plus potus booze.

cultus non cessabit.

nos omnes adminicula.

filia ardet;

pater discit

populus congregamini

audi sonum

TRANSLATE IT TO ENGLISH (bet ya didn’t know I could write poems

The poem took a second to send

But also OOOO

Also. What do you mean the pumpkin will die you can't do that to me

[blood-starved-beast]

do you have any bloodborne fanfic recommendations? i trust your taste 💌

I'll admit I haven't read too much Bloodborne fanfiction and I want to (especially on Eileen the Crow and Fauxsefka) but I do have some recs. Warning in Advance that I am a Maria/Kos shipper so if you're not into that well a good number of these are moot.

Not listed in any order except maybe latest to oldest added to my bookmarks:

Carmina Abyssi by LunarLich (@nerendus) [KosxMaria] - goes hard man. idk where to begin to discuss it. The way Kos has a pre-emptive interest in Maria (haunting her mind) and the scene where Maria finds the Orphan in the corpse and Kos takes over to touch him one last time. Kos giving Maria an "out" but also Maria digging her own grave. There are so many details and symbolism and just urgh so good. Everyone knowing something is Wrong with her but no one knows/does anything about it.

lamprey by particulate - the atmosphere in this one is unmatched. The way everything feels slimy and gross and wet. Maria being a Sad Distraught Byronic Hero misplaced from some Victorian Romantic film, Gehrman Not Getting Her, Micolash being Micolash :/. Some details are very big oof.

Come, Let's Away to Prison by captainjackspearow is perhaps the first fic to make me consider the Gehrman+Maria Kos+Orphan and Moon Presence+Gehrman parallels in a serious light. Pity them both ngl.

Facile Oceanum by 0plus2equals1 [KosxMaria] is one I think of a lot. This one is so poetic and the description of the imagery is so vivid. And very dreamlike. OP also wrote some interesting Hunter/Annalise fic if I'm recalling correctly.

Ave Maria by xeboot is a Doll meeting Maria fic and one I keep thinking about a lot. Love the unsettling vibes from the Doll here, and the very dream-like logic going on.

Water Makes Many Beds by kiyaar is a Maria-character study and how she lived during the latter stages of her life. Really like the detail that she's contemplating suicide long before she actually takes the shot figuratively speaking.

How do you solve a problem like Maria? by Mosslynx (@pumpkaaboo) has my favorite depiction of the Hunter protagonist of Bloodborne. It is as inquisitive and strange and intellectual as I expect the Hunter to be. Also really like how the Doll is written, as all the references to the world outside of Yharnam being set at least decades after Bloodborne's in-game setting. The mystery of who is this mysterious Hunter is so well thought out.

waves by thalassashells is another character study. This one is a lot shorter, but man I am a sucker for imagery for fics in this fandom.

Ask me again when I start reading fics about other characters.

[aamaranthiine]

The collection slowly grows.. Haha! One of two stunning commissions from the talented Iirych, paid for by yours truly. And of course this one is dedicated to my friend Kanon (@per-oceanum) and their rendition of Sir Crocodile. Dont mind these two, having a bit of a lovers spat. This is a paid commission, do not save or repost this anywhere else. Likes are permitted. Reblogs are at my own and Kanon's discretion.

[ikkaku-of-heart]

It never fails to make me blush when people say they love my Ikkaku. Like I've been writing her for nearly four years now and I occasionally wonder if people have gotten bored of her or me so when someone says they love her and what I've done to flesh her out, it's very heartwarming and helps keep the doubt goblins in my brain at bay. So, to those of you who have done this in the past few weeks, thank you. You make me blush and flustered and so very happy.

[mingos]

　@per-oceanum said: It wasn’t every day that “royalty” strolled its way into his Casino. Royalty, being a relatively loose term used to describe the pink, befeathered giant of a man who had strolled in casually, as if he were the owner of this establishment and not Crocodile himself. Annoyance already causing a tension headache to throb at his temples, Crocodile made his way down the stairs, watching the way patrons cowered away from the infamous pirate. ㅤ⠀Donquixote Doflamingo, the Captain of the Donquioxte Pirates, notorious for cruelty and his… Flamboyant love of pink.  ㅤ⠀❝To what,❞ Crocodile began, the drawl of his words clear over the soft murmurs that settled into the background, ❝do I owe the… Pleasure of this visit?❞

　　　　❝ you didn't get my letter? ❞

　doflamingo brought a palm to his sternum in a gesture of hurt surprise, played off as sometihng performative & joking but both of them knew it wasn't. per crocodile's 'feedback' last time the younger warlord asked him this question, he was sure to make not only the letter but even the envelope extra conspicuous this time around too, fastening it with a wax seal adorned with his jolly roger and spritzing it with a favored sunflower cologne of his.

he couldn't risk another scenario where it 'accidentally' found its way into the trash! because certainly, it was an accident, right?

　❝ aw. well, i'll be sure to shoot the messenger, then. i'm on vacation, that's all. you know me, i'd never pass up an opportunity to visit, croc. ❞

[aestheticemi01]

“Oceanum visum”