#one of these days I'll draw the crewmates

[penkura]

where you belong [1/10]

Summary: As Luffy's big sister, you've viewed it to be your job to see him become King of the Pirates in place of your absent parents, even as you try to find where it is you belong in the world. You never really expected to draw the attention of Trafalgar Law in the process.

Pairing: Trafalgar Law x Fem!reader

Warnings: Discussion of feelings of abandonment, age gap relationship (four years), brief secret relationship, mentions and heavy refences to sex, mentions of alcohol, typical One Piece stuff. Other warnings to be added if needed.

Notes: Hi, it's me again! Another fanfic here for you all! When this goes up, I'll be on my last day of vacation before I fly home, so I hope that you'll enjoy this! I know Straw Hat Reader x Law is popular, and I wanted to write my own, but with the Reader being Luffy's biological older sister. So for this, Reader is three years older than Luffy, 20 at the start and 22 after the timeskip, making Law four years older. I personally like older men, and age gap fics are just delicious reading material for me (within reason, nothing illegal).

Note 2: This is NOT the Law with vitiligo series. That one is actively being planned but will be separate from this one.

“And I’m gonna be King of the Pirates!!”

Luffy standing your tiny dingy boat worries you a little, but you still grin at him and nod.

“Hell yeah you will be!”

“Your turn! What’re you gonna do while we sail??”

Rolling your eyes, you make Luffy sit down while you stand up.

“Easy. I’m gonna chronicle your journey and write the greatest story ever told!”

Your younger brother watches you, tilting his head when you don’t continue. He believes there has to be more you want out of life, and tries to make you say what else is in your plans, what you have on your mind.

“And?”

Taking a breath, you nod. Of course he knew you had more, it’s Luffy, he’s been by your since he was just a few weeks old. Things you’ve said over time, to him and Ace, they’d both known for a long time what you’ve always wanted to find once you went out to sea.

“And find where it is I belong.”

+!+

Your arrival in Sabaody was a trip, in more than one way. You'd been excited to explore the place, hoping you could pawn your younger brother off on Camie, Pappag, and the others so you could have some time on your own to shop the stalls, maybe with Nami and Robin, turn it into a girl’s day. Of course, though, nothing could be so easy when your brother is the captain of the Straw Hats. You all find yourselves at the human auction hall, Nami willing to spend all the money possible to save Camie, but it makes you itchy while being there. You cringe to think about the things that happened in this place, how many people had been sold to Celestial Dragons. Your and Luffy's loss of Sabo due to the actions of one had severely soured your opinions on them.

You scan the crowd in the auction house, scratching at your arms which never seem to calm down while the rest of your crew discusses their plan to save Camie, and you end up locking eyes with another pirate captain there, unknown to you at that moment but somehow familiar.

A furry white, spotted hat, dark hair you can barely see, oddly enough you think his facial hair is attractive, and those yellow eyes that you almost would believe see right through you.

Trafalgar Law simply stares at you, realizing you’re a Straw Hat when he recognizes the rest of your crewmates. After a moment of fidgeting slightly you give him a nervous smile and a wave, which he returns with a nod before turning back to the auction stage as they continue to call bids on people.

Weird girl.

Strange guy.

Although she’s busy watching for Camie to be brought out, Nami still leans into you when you pull on her sleeve and start to whisper. “You see that guy in the white spotted hat?”

“What about him?”

“I think he’s Trafalgar Law, captain of the Heart Pirates. He’s more attractive than his poster makes him.”

Rolling her eyes, Nami pulls her arm away from you. “I don’t have time for you to be horny about some guy.”

“Wha—Nami!! I’m not! I’m just saying.”

She doesn’t listen to you anymore, focusing back on waiting for Camie and sending you to watch for Luffy, just so you don’t get distracted by the attractive enemy captain and defect to another crew.

You swear you never will, but do as you’re told to watch for your brother. Maybe one day you’ll get to properly meet Law, you’re quite curious about the young man.

+!+

“Another one?! Are you kidding me, Dragon?!”

You’re three years old when you wake up to your grandfather yelling at someone in the middle of the night. Normally Garp is sure to keep things quiet so you, his sweet little princess angel granddaughter, can sleep peacefully. He’d leave early in the morning once your nanny showed up for the day, returning before dinner so he had the evenings with you before you had to be off to bed, to do the day over again the next morning. It’s rare for you to stay up late or wake up early, but the few mornings you’ve woken up before he left were some of Garp’s favorites.

You quietly slip out of your bed, blanket in your hand as you rub your eyes and go to the door, opening it just enough to see what’s happening. Garp is there with someone in a green cloak, you can’t see the other person’s face, but listen anyway.

“He’s the last one, there won’t be anymore.”

“You said [Y/N] was going to be the only one!”

“Things happened.”

“Obviously something happened, babies don’t appear out of thin air!’

You tilt your head, the man in the cloak catching your eye, which makes you shy away behind your doorway, glancing away before back to him as he looks to Garp again.

“Take care of them.” He goes to leave and is gone before Garp can even stop him.

“Dragon, wait--! That…damn idiot.”

“Grandpa?”

Garp is surprised to hear your voice, turning around once he closes the door, giving you a smile while you start to focus on the bundle he's holding.

“Hey there, princess, what are you doing up?”

“I heard yelling…”

Nodding, Garp apologizes as he picks you up, letting you settle on his free arm. “Sorry about that, angel. Just… an unexpected visitor.”

“Oh…”

Garp sees you staring more at the bundle of blankets in his arm than at him, and he sighs a bit, taking you to the living room and setting you on the couch, before showing you how to position your arms as he sets the now squirming bundle in your arms.

“[Y/N], this is your baby brother. His name is Luffy.”

How unexpected! You’ve never thought about having a sibling, just enjoying your childhood and life with your grandpa, but seeing this tiny little boy in your just as small arms makes you grin while you look at him. Dark black hair and just as dark eyes, scrunched up little face and tiny hands in fists while he starts to fuss and whine.

“Luffy…”

+!+

Luffy…

You hope your prayers aren’t going unheard, that Luffy will return to you safely. Ace’s death has long passed, but you’re more worried about your little brother than anything else right now. You’d both been sent off to Amazon Lily by Kuma, but after they’d all agreed to let you both stay, and Boa Hancock seems to have fallen in love with him, Luffy left you there to go rescue Ace, that was nearly three weeks ago now, you think. You want him back, both of them, but want to see Luffy more than anyone else.

“Luffy’s returned, [Y/N]-san!”

“He has?!”

Marguerite nods and you quickly get up from your seat and run after her to wherever Luffy is. The newspapers kept implying he was dead, you were terrified you’d lost him and Ace that day, no updates from anyone apart from the papers cheering for the Navy’s alleged victory, for the deaths of Ace and Whitebeard. The Amazons, all so kind to let you stay while Luffy went to try and rescue Ace, were unsure of how to help you the last two weeks once Ace’s vivre card burned to nothing in your hands and made you nearly inconsolable.

Despite that, your prayers hadn’t gone unheard.

Once you’re at the beach that Luffy should be at, you notice immediately the big yellow submarine with the word DEATH on it and it freaks you out more than anything. You don’t know who owns it, but when you catch sight of someone you’ve only seen in person once, you worry that he’s done something to Luffy. You don’t say a word, but someone in a jumpsuit (boiler suit you think?) calls out “captain” just in time for him to turn towards you as you shove the older boy to the ground, placing yourself on top of him and your knife to his neck.

Part of you wishes it was poisoned right now, just in case this Trafalgar Law has done something to your brother.

“Where’s Luffy?!”

The knife you have at his neck doesn’t phase Law even a tiny bit, it’s the fact that someone so much shorter and smaller than him was able to catch him off guard and shove him to the ground the way you did. You’re angry for some reason, giving him a nasty glare but look like you’re about to cry on top of it, as he just stares at you, his crewmembers shouting for you to get off their captain before he raises a hand to stop them.

“Who—”

“Tell me, where is my brother?!”

Oh so that’s what’s wrong, that’s who you are. Whether you’re related to Luffy by blood or by ritual cup like Ace was, Law doesn’t know, but he’s sure you want reassurance you haven’t lost two brothers in one day.

“Are you [Y/N]?”

You turn your head to look over your shoulder at Jinbei, still glaring. “Who’s asking?!”

“I was friends with your brother Ace, he told me about you and Luffy while we were in Impel Down.”

“He…did?”

You’ve calmed down so quickly hearing Ace’s name, retracting your knife just slightly, while Jinbei explains things to you. You don’t move off of Law though, listening quietly, fighting the desire to cry more. You’ve done enough of that, you don’t want to anymore today.

Law doesn’t even try to move you off, knowing, like Luffy, you’re emotionally hurting right now. He doesn’t want to risk you slicing his neck either, even as Jinbei finishes telling you everything Ace did, and you still don’t move or look at Law.

“Ace hopes you find what you’re looking for.”

You clench your jaw a bit at first, before smiling sadly and nodding, thanking Jinbei for the information before Law speaks up.

“If you get off me, I can take you to Straw Hat-ya.” 

You blink, finally looking back to Law, and you feel your face burn with a blush when you realize your position and scramble to get off him, apologizing the whole way while he shakes his head. Once he’s on his feet, Law let’s you onto the Polar Tang and leads you down the hallway to the infirmary, updating you on Luffy’s condition the best he can with the knowledge he has.

“If he pulls through this, the most you’ll have to worry about is his mental health.”

“Mm.” You nod, grabbing Law’s arm as he stops to open a door, making him look back at you. “I apologize for shoving you down.”

“I’ve been through worse,” Law shrugs, you could tell just from looking at him, though he does smirk a bit at you, “Never had a girl push me down and hold a poisoned knife to my neck before though.”

“It wasn’t poisoned,” you almost shout, but keep your voice down to not wake Luffy, “…this time…”

He almost laughs, but when you see Luffy finally, you’re instantly but his side, taking his hand and trying to keep yourself from crying seeing him in such a state. He’d been injured badly before, but never like this, never this close to death.

“Luffy…oh Luffy, I’m here, Lu,” you brush his bangs away from his face before kissing his forehead, “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there, I should’ve come with you…”

Law doesn’t bother you for the next several minutes, stepping out so you have some privacy while you make sure Luffy is all right, your quiet prayers that he wakes soon and heals quickly don’t go unheard by the surgeon of death, who thinks back to his own sister and the prayers he’d once prayed for her health as a child.

As an older sibling, he gets it. While he still doesn’t know yet if you’re related by blood or sworn siblings, he does see how much you care for Luffy, and for your sake he hopes your captain wakes sooner rather than later.

+!+

You spend the next two weeks in and out of the Polar Tang, checking on Luffy and praying over him to wake soon, Law being the one to take you in and lead you back out most of the time, even though you’ve memorized the path already. The next time you leave Luffy to continue recovering, the friends you and Luffy have made from Amazon Lily have shown up in the time you’ve been with him, bringing food and drinks for you all. As you walk over to where he’s seated, Law offers you a drink that you reject with a shake of your head, sitting on the other side of the tree and bringing your knees up to your chest, hiding your face in them.

“Any signs he’s waking up?”

Shaking your head, you sigh and lean back, looking at the people around to distract yourself from worrying over Luffy.

“That your crew?”

“Yep. All twenty of them.”

You smile a bit, watching the Heart Pirates goof off while some have their meal and share drinks. It almost reminds you of the Straw Hats and makes your heart ache from missing them deeply.

“You have a nice group there.”

“They can be a handful.”

It makes you laugh a bit, nodding before you decide to stop wallowing and get back up, standing beside Law where he stays seated.

“Think you should hold this for now.”

Law tosses Luffy’s straw hat to you, and you grit your teeth a bit while you stare at it. You had wondered where it was, seeing it wasn’t around when you were with Luffy. You hold nothing but the highest regards for Shanks, he'd been an inspiration for you and Luffy when you were children, he helped end the war and helped Law save Luffy, but how you wish he’d shown up sooner. Maybe he could’ve helped Ace too.

“Thank you, for holding this.”

“Seems important to him, he’s not Straw Hat-ya without it.”

Smiling a bit, you nod. “He’s certainly not.”

“How do you—”

“I’m his big sister. I was three when our dad dropped him off with me and grandpa. We’ve been together almost every day since.”

“I see.”

You’re not entirely sure you trust Law, despite his saving Luffy, but you’re willing to give him a shot. At least let him know a bit about your history with Ace too, since he'd been there when you hadn’t been. Where Luffy asked you not to go.

“We met Ace and another boy when I was ten, and become sworn siblings with them soon after. The other boy died a few months later,” you grip the straw hat a bit tighter, but loosen your hold after being stabbed in the hand by sharp bits of straw, “a Celestial Dragon did it, we’ve not been fans of them since, so Luffy punching that one in Sabaody felt like some payback.”

“That makes sense.”

After a few minutes of silence, you finally realize something and turn to Law, sticking your hand out for him.

“Never introduced myself. Monkey D. [Y/N]. I don’t really use my last name though.”

Law takes your hand after a moment, nodding. “Trafalgar Law.”

“Thank you for saving my baby brother.”

“Don’t thank me until he wakes up.”

As if almost on cue, the door comes flying off the Polar Tang and you both whip your heads over, Law running ahead of you as you follow, and Luffy’s the next thing to almost fly out of the ship.

“Luffy!!”

You’re about to run to him before Law grabs hold of your arm, pulling you to himself and holding you still, even while you thrash around and listen to Luffy call for Ace. It breaks your heart to see him so upset, and you just want to console him, have him do the same for you, while you both continue to grieve for Ace. But Law won’t let you go to him, fear or concern your brother might hurt you while he fights through pain and raging emotions, before he disappears into the forest.

“Luffy, come back!!”

You barely register Jinbei asking what’ll happen if Luffy continues to flail and run off like that, before Law speaks and your heart almost drops to your stomach at the thought.

“If he continues to move around like that he could reopen his wound and bleed out. He’ll die.”

Quickly you turn around and Law isn’t at all shocked to see the tears welling up in your eyes as you grip his shirt, still holding Luffy’s straw hat.

“Don’t let that happen!! Please!! He’s all I have! Luffy is my whole world, I can’t lose him!!”

Unsure of what to do, especially once you lay your head on his chest while you cry, Law hesitantly wraps his arms around you and watches Jinbei go off to Luffy. Maybe he’ll be able to calm your brother down before he really hurts or kills himself.

You’ve both been through a lot the last few weeks, losing Luffy would break you more than losing Ace did to him.

+!+

“I’m sorry I got snot on your shirt.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’ll wash.”

You glance away and keep your eyes averted while Law changes shirts, having taken you onto the Polar Tang while Jinbei attempts to calm Luffy down. He didn’t fully mean to bring you into his room, but he never let go of your wrist while he led through the ship, making you sit down to hopefully calm you down. You do catch sight of his tattoos, wanting to say something but you don’t want to sound like a creep or a pervert at the same time.

“Why don’t you use your last name?”

Law surprises you once he’s changed shirts, this one almost the same as the yellow one he’d been wearing, but now a dark blue with a furry, feathery collar that you really want to pet, it looks soft. But again, you don’t want to seem like a creep.

For a moment you’re quiet, before you cross your arms and lean against the wall, shrugging.

“Why should I use the name of someone who abandoned me? I only have one memory of my father, and it was when he dropped off Luffy.”

“Your grandfather is Garp, isn’t he?”

“I love my grandpa like he’s my dad…but I don’t want to use my last name.”

Law nods a bit, seeming to understand. You felt abandoned, and wanted nothing to do with your biological father, instead viewing Garp in that light, which makes sense.

He'd viewed Corazon in the same light at one point.

“Your mother?”

“I know nothing about her. It’s like…” You start to bury your head in your knees again, almost digging your nails into your arms, “Like I don’t know who I am half the time…”

He gets that too, the same feelings after Flevance, after losing Corazon and leaving the Don Quixote family, leaving Doflamingo behind. Many times of looking in the mirror and asking “who the hell am I”.

Law is about to respond, before one of his crewmembers yells for you both that Luffy and Jinbei have returned to the beach, and you’re out the door so fast he isn’t able to believe it. He follows you out, not all surprised to see you and Luffy hugging each other tightly once he exits his ship.

Your bond with Luffy would be on full display the next few days, Law truthfully does wonder if he and Lammy would’ve been the same.

+!+

“I met some people who are friends with our dad.”

“You what?”

Luffy nods, giving you this information during dinner one evening, while you stare at him with such a blank look that Law thinks you’ve completely shut down. You didn’t say too much about your dad while you relayed some of your childhood to him earlier that day, apart from your perceived abandonment, but the look you have isn’t a very happy one.

“They’re were some cool people! They helped me escape that prison and…tried to help me save Ace.”

“So they were revolutionaries.”

“Yeah, they…they said they didn’t even know we existed.” Luffy scrunches up his face a bit while you frown, then pat his head.

“I’m not surprised, Lu.”

Luffy makes a face now, one that’s almost disgusted but annoyed but upset maybe. Law swears he isn’t trying to eavesdrop, you two are sitting too close to him anyway, you’re practically pressed up against his side. You both appear to have problems with your father, after the little bit you’ve told him and how you confessed to feeling abandoned by your parents. He wonders briefly is Luffy feels the same, even as your younger brother leans against you, pushing you fully into Law’s arm and making you glance up at him apologetically. He doesn’t move, once again doesn’t push you off, instead shifting his arm enough for you to be comfortable.

When Luffy falls asleep, you finally speak again.

“Luffy met our dad once, in Loguetown”

“Oh yeah?”

“Neither of us knew until grandpa told us…he didn’t even stop to say anything to me…”

“…I’m sorry.”

You shrug, watching Luffy. It still stung to know that, to know that Dragon didn’t even seek you out when he must’ve known you were on Luffy’s crew, that you’d never leave him to do this alone. When Garp told you he’d been in Loguetown that day, it felt like a knife in your heart that you didn’t even get to see or speak to your father.

Law, while he watches you start to drift off to sleep yourself, thinks about his own dad and Corazon at the same time. He had two fathers in the end, who both cared about and loved him deeply, both wanting to protect him as long as they could. He had his mother and Lammy too, you had Luffy and Garp, but it wasn’t enough for you, and it makes sense. To not have that connection with the people who gave you life, Law can’t even imagine how difficult that must be.

He ignores the slight snickers and comments from his crew when they see you leaned against him, even has he slightly tilts his head towards yours, not going all the way to lay his against your own. Even when Shachi makes a small comment about ‘love’ being in the air at Amazon Lily, Law doesn’t open his eyes to respond or even Shambles his friend away.

You won’t see each other again for a long time after this, most likely, so he’s willing to give you some comfort and allow his crew to see him a little softer than normal.

+!+

“Bye, thanks for your help, Traffy!”

Law tries not to grimace at the nickname Luffy’s given him over the last few days, nodding to you both as his crew also shouts goodbyes and wave to you both, you personally sad to see them leave. You’d spent so much time getting to know them while taking care of Luffy, that it felt like you were losing friends again. You’d probably see them one day, maybe as friends but maybe as foes, yet, you’d like to see more of Law and learn about him like he had you.

Luffy notices your face, the sad look it has, then looks back to the Heart Pirates as they start to disappear below deck. You’ve already chosen to stay on Amazon Lily the next two years and learn from the women there how to fight, but even watching you the last couple days, he could see your heart wasn’t in it. You more so loved using your knives and making poisons, he remembers the one he and Ace mistakenly drank thinking it was lavender tea from Makino. You weren’t an archer or a swordswoman, you much prefer close combat and paralyzing your enemies. Your work during Enies Lobby earned you your $25 million berri bounty, the Navy having trouble recreating antidotes from the one you’d left with a knocked out marine, they knew you’d be trouble one day.

With all that in mind, Luffy sneaks up behind you, wrapping his arms around you in what you first believe to be a hug, before he lifts you up and you look at him. He’s got a grin that concerns you greatly as the color drains from your face.

“Luffy.”

He giggles a bit, nodding at you to brace yourself.

“Luffy, don’t you dare.”

“Have fun with Traffy for two years!!!”

He doesn’t give you anymore room to argue, flinging you towards the Polar Tang, making you yell for Law to pay attention, and he barely does in time to catch you, knocking both of you to the ground, several Heart Pirates making sure both of you are all right and that Law didn’t hit his head on anything.

You’re up and holding onto the railing, yelling at Luffy, “You’re an idiot!!!”

He pretends he can’t hear you, waving widely and shouting another goodbye, but to you this time.

Once Law is sitting up, realizing what the hell has happened, he sighs a bit while you look back to him.

“I’m sorry, Trafalgar. You can turn back and I’ll beat some sense into him!”

One of his crewmembers, you’re pretty sure it’s Shachi, leans down to ask him, “Should we? Kinda seems like Straw Hat wants us to take her along.”

He sighs, taking his hat off and running his hand through his hair, shaking his head.

“You can stay.”

“…huh?”

You tilt your head in confusion, Law doesn’t think it’s cute at all no matter what that weird feeling in his chest is, while he stands up and nods at you.

“The Amazons might get angry if we return without permission, so we’ll just…take you along…and then bring you to Sabaody.”

Blinking several times, you’re still confused while some of his crew laugh, Penguin coming up to pat you on the back.

“You’re a temporary Heart Pirate! We’ll take care of you!”

Nodding, Law turns to go below deck.

“Say your goodbye, we’ll be going under shortly.”

While the rest of them follow after their captain, you turn back and see Luffy still waving at you, which makes you sigh and shake your head. You do smile though, you had wanted to continue getting to know Law and his crew, this was a perfect opportunity, and maybe he could help you with creating effective antidotes for your poisons.

“Luffy! Love you, see you in two years!”

“Okay!!!!”

Once you go below deck, Penguin being the one to wait for you in order to close the door properly, he starts to show you around a bit, the rest of the crew happy to see you’re staying with them for now, while Law keeps a slight distance unless he’s asked about something. You looking around and being so impressed by the submarine caused another weird feeling in his chest, and he fights to ignore it, especially when you thank him for letting you stay with a smile, which he waves off with an “It’s nothing”.

It's going to be an interesting two years.

[lawqual1ty]

Heart drawings (Trafalgar Law x GN!Reader)

Pov: After finishing your duties you end up hanging out with Law during his work but end up getting bored which results in you adding a little something to your captain's skin.

Warning: too much fluff (go get some insulin), reader has (implied) ADHD symptoms

You had never been known to be a person that could sit still for long, whether it was moving your leg around or playing with something in your hand you had to always be doing something or else your brain would go insane, which got you to offer your helping hand in a lot of situations once you joined the Heart pirates.

However there would always be days, like today, that there was not much you could do even if you asked to, so you had to stick to reading or studying for the most part after you finished your daily duties.

You were in your room reading a few of the medicine books that your Captain , Trafalgar Law, had generously lent you for your free time, however well... You were struggling... And a lot.

"Wait... What was I reading...?" You grunted, this was the third time in a row you had read the words on the book only to forget seconds later what exactly you had read with great speed. You were getting irritated. You wanted to learn more about how to create different types of medicine so that you could help your crew but your brain was having a hard time concentrating, you rubbed the bridge of your nose with annoyance.

"I need a break..." You muttered as you softly closed the book, a light tap from the cover giving you the signal that you could head off.

You wandered around for a while looking for something to do, many of your crewmates were already hanging out with each other, chatting, drinking and some even helping out to clean the medical bay, you wanted to offer a helping hand in hopes of entertaining your inevitable boredom.

"hey, what are you guys doing?" You asked softly approaching Sachi and Bepo who were cleaning a few medical supplements, the latter turning to look at you.

"Oh, we were just cleaning and sharpening some of our usual tools in case we get an emergency" Bepo tilted his head slightly "Did you need anything Y/N?"

You smiled at the sweet gesture of Bepo, shaking your head slightly at his question "Nope, I was just wondering if you guys needed any help"

Bepo looked over at the different tools placed in display, seeming to think about your question a bit too much before turning to look at you with an apologetic look on his face "Not really... I'm so sorry"

He apologized as usual, his tone shifting to a more melancholic one making you chuckle nervously, you never enjoyed seeing him like this but he was just so sweet that you understood where this attitude of his came from, you shook your hands in front of you in a way of excusing yourself, almost as if the one that had to be apologizing should be you "No no it's okay, no need to apologize Bepo..." His eyes lit up with relief as you didn't seem mad at him for rejecting your help, it made you feel relieved yourself.

You sighed deeply with a soft smile "Anyway, good luck you too" Sachi smiled at you warmly as well as Bepo

"Thank you! We'll make sure that everything is right! Oh..." You were about to leave when Sachi's words seemed to try and stop you in your tracks "If you go see the captain tell him we are lacking some oxygen tanks".

Your eyes widened at his words, why did he think you were going to see the captain? Out of shock you just nodded with a soft but shy smile "Sure thing, I'll make sure to inform him once I see him" with those last words you waved at the duo and walked away.

A sigh escaped your lips as you kept walking, you didn't originally intend to see your Captain but now thanks to Sachi and Bepo you sort of had an excuse... Right? You made your way through the cold but oddly comforting halls of the Polar Tang, you had not been here for long but these halls had definitely grown on you... Maybe they weren't the best looking but the people around them made it feel like a home to you.

You finally arrived at the office door of your captain, you were a tad bit nervous to interrupt him but... You had a job to do so you might as well shake that nervousness off and knock, which you did.

"Come in..." A light husky voice invited you inside, you breathed softly.

"Please excuse me..." You muttered before placing your hand in the door handle and opened it, a light creak welcoming you inside to the sight of your captain with big eyebags under his eyes as he drowned in paperwork, he didn't even raise his eyesight to acknowledge you "Yes? What is it Y/N-ya?".

You took a deep breath before speaking.

"Sachi informed me that we are short of oxygen tanks"

"Oh right... Write it down on the paper list and we'll get some more on the next island..."

He didn't even budge, and honestly neither did you... You knew that after this interaction you wouldn't have much to do later which made you a bit sad... So you just stood there, staring at your captain for a bit. He seemed to notice it, after all an exasperated sigh escaped his lips, his grey eyes slowly rising to look at you with a piercing cold gaze "Anything else?" He spoke, cold and firmly, questioning why you were still there in the first place... That should have been the end of your interaction, informing him was the only reason you came in there after all, right? Then why didn't you respond...? Your mind started racing...

"Captain..." Before you were fully aware of your actions you took a step forward and spoke "Do you... Mind if I stay for a bit?"

You caught a glimpse of surprise in your Captain's eyes, those grey spheres seeming to warm up for a moment at your offer. But just as quickly as it appeared it went away only for his attention to shift back to his paperwork.

"I... I'm sorry..." You were quick to apologize, your voice wavering ever so slightly

"I didn't mean to--"

"Go on."

You froze "What...?"

"I said you can stay..."

His words snapped you back to reality, he was... Allowing you to stay, you had no space for words, you just nodded and moved a chair over next to his desk taking a seat politely next to him as he kept on working.

He didn't budge at all, if anything it seemed like his concentration increased thanks to your presence, the mere idea made you happy as you sat there next to him.

Unfortunately you started getting bored once more, as thrilling as it was watching your captain work through his paperwork with graze, not budging at all, it had gotten boring after a few minutes.

You started looking around finding yourself with a pen, you softly took it into your hands and started fiddling with it... Suddenly, an idea sparked in your brain. You took the cap off it and started scribbling in your hand, trying to see if the pen was smooth enough to draw on your soft skin, you smiled brightly once you confirmed your suspicions: it was a good pen and it drew a perfect black ray on your skin with ease.

Once you discovered this you started drawing on your hands, starting off with a skeletal hand to practice the location of different bones in the hand to less professional stuff like hearts and small animals. You were entertained by your own scribbles when all of a sudden you were interrupted by Law grunting and leaning backwards on his chair.

He had his left arm laid across the chair, his tattooed hand dangling in the air, while his right arm stroked his face with obvious frustration. You stared at him then back at the pen you were holding, slowly but steadily a smirk formed on your lips.

Without a warning you scooted closer to your Captain, he didn't even realize you were closer to him until he felt your hands take a hold of his left arm, he flinched but didn't move his arm at all... They say curiosity killed the cat ... And curiosity had definitely gotten to him as he looked at you take his arm with your hand and start passing the pen around his skin in delicate but firm traces.

"What are you doing?" He questioned with a furrowed expression

"Drawing" you spoke bluntly as you focused on the piece of art that you were doing in his arm "I got bored..."

Your response caught him off guard, his eyes wide as he stared at you for a bit. A small smile formed on his lips "I need to check your medical record..."

His soft tone was like a way of signaling you something...of what he really meant: he didn't mind you drawing on him... You looked over at him for a moment only to smile and return to your drawing, you didn't know much what you were doing you just followed your heart as you scribbled. Slowly but steadily the drawing took form into a star surrounded by wavy lines that formed what almost looked like a tattoo design, you even went out of your way to draw small hearts, a secret confession of your feelings to your Captain (not that he would notice... Right?) You leaned back with a satisfied smile as you looked at your work, you looked over at Law who seemed entranced into one of his books, he hadn't budged during your whole art process. Once you leaned back he hummed softly, his eyes never leaving his book at all "You done?" He asked politely, you nodded.

"Yeah I did!"

"Good... My arm was starting to fall asleep..."

You couldn't help but laugh at his snarky comment "At least you now got another cool tattoo"

He huffed with a slight smirk "Doubt it..." You acted offended at his words giving him a light push on his shoulder winning a soft laugh from him.

"You haven't even seen it!"

"I don't need to..."

"Oh come on... You have seen my drawings!"

A soft chuckle was the only response you got, it made you smile, although he acted as if he probably didn't like it you knew that he did... Or that's what you'd like to believe...

And trust me he did...

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A few days after the drawing incident you were wandering around the Polar Tang heading to the kitchen to get something to eat as you were pretty hungry.

You waltzed around when a characteristic husky voice caught your attention in an instant, it came from the kitchen. Following the voice you peaked through the door finding your captain talking with Penguin about something you didn't quite catch, all you knew was that it was something serious judging by Law's and Penguin's expression.

You stood there for a bit waiting for the right moment to enter when all of a sudden you noticed a small detail on your Captain's left arm, your eyes widened and your cheeks flushed a light pink...

What did you see?

Well, you saw your drawing tattooed onto his arm... That was the only reasonable explanation as to why it still looked so bright and vivid, after all a few days had passed since you did it and unless Law had taken extreme care of it it should have already been at least a little bit vanished, just like the drawings you did on your own skin from that same day.

Penguin was walking away once he had finished speaking to Law, which was your signal to pounce.

You slowly made your way towards Law catching his attention once you were hovering behind him, he glanced at him over his shoulder "Y/N-ya...?"

His question was left in the air once you took his left arm rising it to your face, much to his surprise, you scanned the drawing carefully confirming your suspicions: he had indeed tattooed it onto his skin. You turned to look to a flustered Law with a bright smile.

"You actually tattooed my drawing?!" You asked in both surprise and excitement, Law covered his face with his hand, a blush creeping its way to his cheeks in an instant

"Shut up..."

You laughed.

Maybe you should draw on him more often when you get bored...

[fanaticsnail]

Where is it, Heat?

Hey Doc Masterlist here

Word Count: 560+

Synopsis: Heat visits your office after a day docked at port. His posture is awkward, his motions careful, and he's trying his best to be polite. That only means one thing. Something is stuck.

Warnings: suggestive themes, sfw but kinks suggested, surgery suggested, exhausted doc, gn!reader x platonic!Heat.

Notes: This is the first drabble for Doc, gn!reader and doctor of the Kid-Pirates.

Tag list: @mfreedomstuff @daydreamer-in-training

Edit to add: inspiration link here, Georgie Carroll. @feral-artistry sent me the link and we both just said "this is so Kid-Pirates." 💀💀💀

“Hey Doc,” a soft knock rapped at your metal office door, “Can I come in?”

Hunched over your desk, studying over the latest medical article released by the marines your captain stole for you, you wave in your crewmate. Heat entered your office slowly and cautiously, clicking the door lightly shut behind him.

You snapped your eyes up, looking to the wall in front of you with tired, exhausted eyes. When your crew acted this kindly, quietly, and carefully, it only meant one thing. With a soft groan in your tone, you asked your pointed question lazily and monotonously.

“Where is it, Heat?”

A soft gulp was audibly heard from the fire breather. You swiveled your chair to face him, leaning back on the backrest and eyeing him cautiously. His thighs were pressed together, his back was lightly hunched, his stitched lips pressed into a thin line.

“We've been docked at port for all of a day,” you eye him through narrowed lenses, “I swear if I see another object stuck inside someone's digestive tract from the exit hole, I'll scream.” A magenta flush rose to Heat’s tanned cheeks as he angled his chin to the floor and eyed you through his sunken lashes.

Taking a pen from your desk, you point it at his head and begin to draw it down his body slowly in front of him.

You halt at his ear and he shakes his head. You halt it at his nose, another head shake as his bashful face flushes further. He shakes his head all the way down his chest to his belly button, prompting you to stop your pen and inhale a deep breath through your nose.

“I swear Heat,” you murmur with your exhale, “If I see another object sucked up someone's butt-” Heat's blush darkens and he sucks in a shaken breath.

“-It's not there, Doc.”

After a few moments of silence, you clap your hands together and bring your fingertips to your nose. You look from his eyes, to his belt buckle, and back up to his eyes again.

“Size and shape?” you ask him with no sense of curiosity, “What’s it made of, and how long has it been in there?” Heat laces his fingers together and hangs it in front of him.

“It's a crayon,” he admits in defeat, his embarrassment depicted in the hang of his head and slump of his shoulders, "Stuck there for about two hours."

“Paraffin or beeswax?” you ask, opening your desk drawer and pulling out some latex gloves. Tugging them up your arms, they snap against your wrists in a sickening clap. Heat’s eyes widen at your question.

“Beeswax, I think,” he admitted with a soft stutter in his voice. You groan, picking up your pliers and readying them in your hands by clicking them thrice in your fingers and thumb.

“Let me get this straight,” you gesture to his belt and instruct him wordlessly to drop his pants, “You have a beeswax, drawing crayon stuck inside your urethra?” Heat undid his belt, nodding slowly in confirmation, and eyeing you to sense your rise in temper.

You groan, shaking your head and scrunching your eyes shut. Murmuring out defeatedly, you inch yourself closer to his pelvis and click on your desk light: pointing it at Heat's pelvis.

“I don't get paid enough for this shit.”

[splitster]

answering more POM WRAITH au/Pingo asks!!

featuring: biology questions, creatures, dingo (unfortunately), and more!! check it out ↓↓

she does need sleep! she doesn't need to sleep as often as people, but she's a little wraith and she needs to snooze every like... i dunno. three days? sure, let's go with that.

although in the first few days of her being on PNF404, i could see her getting bored one night and poking around her crewmate's rooms to see what they're doing (spoilers: they're all just sleeping). in the morning after, dingo talks about a very bizarre dream he had with a specter watching him sleep! everyone dismisses it as the ranger having some weird sleep paralysis, but pom's sweating at the table thinking about how she should be way more careful if she does that again.

this ask did inspire me though, i'll probably make more art explaining how she works sometime later hehe...

that'd be scary... although, if there's anyone incentivized to wraithify olimar, it'd probably be the plasm wraith! that golden goo is really fond of him, and they'd love to make olimar just like them

WAHH THANK YOU!!! if they ever dated and got married they'd be able to save on a dress! hehe

she might look kinda scary but she's a sweetheart!! pom would genuinely struggle to make herself hurt humans. if there's a beast threatening her crew though -- that thing is mince meat!!

WAAAHHH THANK YOU!! it's definitely a challenge to make it fit with the other wraiths but still be unique... it was fun to design though!!

IM SORRY i didn't get to your ask before i actually posted the full wraith design... there she is though!! HILAHERHLIAEERH

yes!! he's the first one to discover her secret. it'd probably happen on accident out on the field pretty early on when pom is forced to defend herself with no pikmin, but it's no difference to Oatchi -- pom is pom! he'd bark and give her helmet a lick, and when pom realizes her rescue pup isn't scared of her it's quite the relief...

i have art of oatchi and wraith pom i'll be posting later!!

WAHHH... this is cute i like this hehe!! dingo sees those striking X eyes and still falls in love!! GRRRR i must draw more pingo now...

AUGH.... OK!! more pingo on the way then boss 🫡 (i do appreciate it though lmao)

she doesn't need to eat human food, but she does need to consume living creatures for biomass! human food is definitely delicious and she very much enjoys things like chocolate or hot coco, but to sustain her form and keep up energy she has to go for creatures

i'll probably make art for this later to explain better, but it is kinda like an amoeba -- after killing something, she can cover it and dissolve it with her goo. easy peasy!

Louie: You're a wraith? I thought you were just weird like me Pom: ... Louie: ... Can you go get creatures for me

pom is trying her best to understand human social cues and etiquette but it's a struggle sometimes!

i took psychic damage from this ask thank you for penis ringo💖

YES!!!!!!!!! there are so, so many ways that could happen and each one is hilarious... i've written out a few different scenarios, i should pick one to draw out... it'd be funny if dingo learns her secret but decides to trust her and keep it safe. but he's, you know. dingo. he's not good at lying, especially to his crewmates (and especially to his actual childhood friend of a doctor who was already very suspicious of the new blood!)

of COURSE i'm very abnormal about those two.... actually if y'all have scenarios you wanna see with those two, send more asks and i'll probably end up drawing them lol

that's actually a really good question! i haven't thought too much about how her full wraith would visually change, but if she ate enough and got stronger i imagine she'd finally be as big as the other two. she'd probably gain more wraithy abilities and attacks! trying to take down a powered up full wraith pom would be a very difficult fight, even for those with the best dandori skills and a full squad of pikmin

Pom: I can't let anyone find out my secret... Shepherd: I can't let anyone find out my secret... Collin: I can't let anyone find out my secret... Dingo: I can't let anyone find out my secret... Yonny: this is gonna be fun Bernard: (doesn't care if people find out) Russ: (doesn't care if people find out) Oatchi: bark

[muenbear]

Bepo Cookies - Law x Reader

I've been looking at bepo and law fanarts because they are the absolute cutest! I'm also drawing one currently x) here I'm writing Law x Reader making Bepo cookies!

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It was a rare day of calm on the Polar Tang, and you found yourself in the mood for some baking since its almost Christmas.

"Hey Law! I was thinking of making cookies. Want to join me?" You approached your boyfriend who was diligently studying his maps in the corner of the room.

Law looked up from his maps, his stern expression softening at your invitation. "Cookies? Sorry Y/N, I'm busy"

"Pleaseeee, c'mon you need to take a break!" You nudge him slightly, knowing he cannot refuse you.

"Fine, but I've never baked before, can't promise I'll be good at it." He stood up and put his maps to the side of his desk.

With a triumphant smile, you ran to the kitchen as fast as you could and gathered all the ingredients with Law joining you shortly.

However, it became apparent that Law's culinary skills were limited to basic survival needs.

"This is alot of steps for just some cookies" his brows furrowed looking at the instructions on the cookie box.

"That's okay! It's easy, I promise," you reassured him, handing him a mixing bowl. "All we need to add to this packet is eggs and water....and butter....and some vanilla!"

As you measured out the ingredients, you noticed Law's meticulous nature. He followed your instructions with precision, but you couldn't help but chuckle at how serious he looked when mixing.

As the cookies were baking in the oven, you and Law leaned against the counter as you heard him talk about the next island you were heading to.

The scent of freshly baked cookies filled the submarine, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere. You swore you saw Bepo, Shachi, and Penguin peeking into the kitchen.

The real fun began when it was time to shape the cookies. "Law, let's make Bepo cookies!!" You smiled as you handed him the sweet icing. Law agreed with a smirk, appreciating the nod to his crewmate.

The two of you worked side by side, creating adorable Bepo cookies. Law's attempts were at first clumsy, but he quickly got the hang of it.

The submarine's kitchen was filled with laughter as you both competed to make the best Bepo cookie.

"You know, you're surprisingly good at this," you teased, admiring his handiwork.

Law shot you a sideways glance. "I have many skills."

Once the cookies were done, you marveled at the cute sugar cookies. You couldn't resist taking a selfie with Law and the batch of cookies, capturing the moment.

"Come eat!!" everyone gathered together on deck and enjoyed the cute cookies. "This wasn't as terrible as I thought it would be." Law smirked.

You grinned "See? Baking can be fun. And we made the cutest Bepo cookies ever!"

"I wouldn't mind doing this with you more often Y/N" Law closes his eyes to enjoy the breeze as he feels you rest your head on his shoulders.

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Hope you enjoyed this one :3

[theangrycomet-art]

Glamrock Foxy and his Crew

While I don't think I'll have anything with Foxy for my Glamrock Kids- multiplayer au thing, I do have ideas for him.

TLDR: Cap'n Foxy served as the Pizzaplex's unofficial babysitter before the Superstar Daycare was built. Between this and his increasingly popular theater show (Cap'n Foxy's Pirate Adventure), it was decided he would be given two additional crewmates, Bangle and Bitty.

Serving as an extra pair of eyes and ears for Foxy, they help out in the theater show as well as fulfill duties the other animatronics are too large for, such as finding lost kids or helping run scavenger hunts across the Pizzaplex.

The Chaos Twins also live up to their Pirate heritage (much to everyone's chragrin) and have particularly sticky fingers.

COMMISSIONS OPEN

I choose to believe that Cap'n Foxy is normally a part of the pizzaplex, but during the events of the game was temporarily moved to a separate location to run shows there.

Cap'n Foxy is in charge of Pirate's Cove in addition to the Pirate Adventure Show.

The Pirate Adventure show's served as entertainment between the Glamrock concerts as well as a draw in for the older audience

shows ranged from thrilling acrobatics feats to comedic high sea adventures

these occasionally would have guest stars, most commonly Monty (this slowed down when he became an official Glamrock as opposed to the understudy)

there was a running joke where Foxy would accuse Monty of eating his hand and Monty would deny it with increasingly absurd alibis

he'd also assist Chica in her water show (Chica of the Sea) before that was shut down, serving as the villain

his hook can be exchanged for a hidden foldable sword hidden in back behind his coat in addition to a regular sword for his hand

he has two functioning eyes, tho the right one is typically only after flash photography (allowing him a quicker recovery time)

despite him being an older model, he is the fastest of the animatronics (excluding perhaps Bonnie)

before the Superstar Daycare was built, Pirates Cove was where parents would leave their younger kids for the day

likes puzzles- has a small stash hidden in his "room" in Pirate's Cove that he'll break out on occasion

HATES Parts and Service with a burning passion

it got to the point where he learned how to repair himself (and the others to a limited extent) just so he didn't have to go

with his increased popularity (and increased children being dropped off at Pirate's Cove, it was decided that Foxy was to be given "crewmates"

no one consulted him on this- Bangle and Bitty were just presented to him one weekend

Bangle and Bitty serve as Foxy's extra eyes in Pirate's Cove in addition to being his assistants in addition to being genia pigs for potential upgrades in the other animatronics

their smaller size allows them to access hiding places kids like to stow away in*

they also can be sent through out the pizzaplex to help out with the other attractions (Fazzerblast, Raceway, Gator Golf, etc) when they get overcrowded with guests

this requires a costume change per area

however, they have a programming bug: the only person (human or animatronic) they have to listen to is Foxy himself. Foxy thinks this is hilarious

Bangle

the unoffical "bard" of the group, Bangle is the one to provide the extra dramatic music in the middle of a show** when necessary

they can connect their instruments to a small speaker in their chest cavity

their voice box has the most range of vocals (prototype to Chica's), allowing them to fill different roles for the show as well, though they commonly work as Bitty's straight man

this has led to some confusion with guests as to whether or not they are supposed to be a male or a female (the answer is Yes.)

their joints have a unique locking system

any part of their body can be easily removed or reinstalled when unlocked (when locked they are slight less sturdy than a typical endo's joints but serve their purpose)

they can connect to them wirelessly and still have (limited) control

has a running gag on the show of "falling apart" particularly when they are stressed out or worried

occasionally takes off head and makes fun of shakespeare

is not fond of toddlers or infants

outside of shows, is given free roam of the Pizzaplex as a rule (so long as Pirate's Cove isn't too busy)

LOVES photobombing guest's pictures with Bitty

Left eye had to be replaced early on after they lost it mid-show (crashed a touch too hard into the stage set). That eye is far more sensitve to light, being designed for btter night vision

Bitty

smallest of all the animatronics in the Pizzplex (excluding Mini Musicman and perhaps Helpy if he counts)

they work with Bangle to bring the kids upstage and get them involved

Bitty rarely speaks of their own accord

typically they express themselves through sound effects projected from their chest speaker

Additionally, they can connect to the pizzaplex intercom system and have a microphone that allows stead or security to make impromptu announcements wherever they are out

through this they can make fake impromptu announcements through out the pizzaplex in any of the other Animatronic’s voices

eyes were upgraded to have better night vision and depth perception after crashing into Bangle too many times on a landing during Pirate Adventure's dimmer lit shows. (these were the prototypes for Roxy's eyes)

increases light sensitivity BUT their aim and accuracy has never been better

thinks Roxy is cool and so regularly steals her makeup

the pirate obsessed with treasure, Bitty has a bad habit of stealing things from both their fellow animatronics and the staff

they have hidey-holes across the pizzaplex crammed to the brim with stuff ranging from anywhere to staff badges to Freddy's top hat to enormous bags of Faz tokens

fond of riddles, if answered correctly they give out prizes (usually a large bag of faztokens but if a guest gives a particularly clever/funny answer they'll give them rarer items)

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*see? they smol

**like this guy

[pseudopigeons]

I came up with maybe not a theory but more of just an observation that the east blue 5 seem to parallel the 5 love languages and it's kinda reframed all of their actions and behaviours towards each other so much for me on my watchthrough. Got brainworms from that one oda interview where he said zoro doesn't like verbally expressing gratitude and prefers to show appreciation through actions and it got me thinking

The 5 languages:

Physical touch - Luffy

Acts of service - Zoro

Quality time - Usopp

Receiving / giving gifts - Nami

Words of affirmation - Sanji

Funnily enough in OPLA we definitely see a lot of physical touch Luffy. He's always playfully punching or hugging crewmates, despite having known the crew for such a short time he's just instantly clingy and physically present around them in east blue.

Zoro is very much an actions person. He's a little emotionally constipated and doesn't verbalise his feelings very much, in fact that seems like the last thing he wants to do, but he will always be looking out for any member of the crew silently, and is almost always the first to spring into action when it's called for. He shows he cares through acts of service and being there for his captain and crew.

Usopps language being quality time is shown pretty well in syrup village with his relationship with Kaya. Kaya is a girl who has everything she could wish for financially, but ussop provides her with a much needed friend, someone to support her and just physically be present and talk to her. He risks so much just to make her smile because being there for his friends is such a crucial and important thing for him.

Nami's love language being giving/recieving gifts means so much to me because it is so often seen as the most shallow of the love languages and I have seen so many poor analysis and digs at Nami's character, reducing her to just being greedy and money hungry. Did they watch Arlong park with their eyes closed??? For Nami, gold or money is a means for her to provide for the people she cares about, to ensure their financial stability and freedom and to keep her crewmates fed and afloat. She spent so long scorned and alone and (believed she was) hated because she created this money hungry persona to save her village and to best Arlong. Every piece of gold she bled to get was meant for that end goal. Nami deserves the financial freedom and gold that being a strawhat pirate could give because for years and years every bit she earned was tucked away for the well-being of others and was then stolen from under her nose. (This paragraph got very long but I'm not sorry I am the captain of the Nami defense squad.)

And finally Sanji reflects words of praise as a love language. I think it's the most clear to see with how Sanji is so quick to praise any female character he comes into contact with, especially Nami, but I think it also reflects his strained relationship with zef while working at the baratie. Zeff is always verbally critical of Sanji as a way to rile him up and to encourage him to leave the restaurant. Zef weaponises what makes Sanji tick to antagonise him and tries to get him to leave that way, but Sanji is far too stubborn and feels too great a debt to leave.

I think east blue definitely shows the 5 dynamics in a pretty clear way and kinda helped me understand what makes the characters tick. Also why some of the characters end up butting heads or getting into arguments. They all show and recieve love in different way, sometimes there are misunderstandings or clashes but at the end of the day they all trust each other with their lives and it's such a strong bond.

Anyways I'll eventually draw some more OP but I'd love to hear any thoughts or other people's ideas if they have any on the matter. Sometimes I get analysis brainworms, and I first shared the idea on discord, but figured why not post it to Tumblr too

ALSO please if anyone has examples from the series that fit the love languages PLEASE share it, makes my heart oougggghhghg.

[lokibrainrot]

UHhhh Loki info :o)

This is just gonna be a list on who Loki is, how he acts, and how he interacts with his crew. If anything is edited, I'll reblog the post with an update timestamp :o)

-Loki prefers He/Him and It/Its

-Loki's home planet was Rend, having existed there as a mask for at least two decades before finding another host he deemed suitable enough for himself

-Loki's host, previously named Marcell, had wandered onto Rend with one other crewmate just days before Carlisle came along. He unfortunately had been shot to death by a nutcracker while holding Loki, giving him the perfect opportunity to attach.

-Loki was the first to join Carlisle's 'lone' crew, having been found on Carlisle's first ever visit to Rend. He had been planning on turning him, but after finding himself able to talk with his new host, he got too distracted asking questions.

-He willing followed Carlisle onto his ship, although the dogs chasing them definently encouraged him (having been mauled by one before, he wasn't exactly thrilled to be around them again)

Okay backstory over heres interactions and stuff

-Loki loves to flirt, romantically, platonically, jokingly, anything! He'll flirt with his crew, Coil-heads, Nutcrackers, other crews (although he may scare them with the whole. being a masked thing)

-Loki gets overstimulated very easily! lights, sounds, temperature. It makes him go non-verbal or get upset. Generally he deals with this by hiding in the ship or whatever room he finds himself in. Occaisionally if he finds it fit, he'll find the source of the overstimulation and deal with it.

-Loki acts tough and unafraid for his team, but if he gets cornered and can't find a way out he'll scream like a little boy. He is terrified of being alone again.

-Speaking of being alone, He's not very stable when he is. It's always good to keep an eye on him if he's alone cause he might freak out and get lost or get himself killed (which means more work later. Finding a new host isn't exactly the most fun experience.)

-He's usually very polite when interacting with other crews. He tries to prove himself as a valuable asset, even if it gets him hurt or manipulated.

-He loves his team so genuinely, he hates seeing them get hurt or upset. He goes out of his way to make them as happy as he can... He is a comedy mask after all, it in his nature to make everyone smile :o)

-Interating with other Masked mimics is always a toss-up. If they don't immediatley attack his crew, he's friendly. He is one of them, after all, being near other creatures like him does make him happy. If he realizes his team is in danger though, he's the first to pull a shovel, sign, or shotgun.

-Loki loves to sing (if his hosts body allows it), specifically opera and other such dramatic generes. He uses it to the teams advantage sometimes, drawing dogs away from the ship or distracting nutcrackers, brackens, and jesters.

Uhhhh thats all I can think of right now, I'll add more as I think about it :o)

will probably allso write a fic laterrrrrr

[zukos-tiny-burnt-ear]

I have finally finished drawing all of my Steven Universe OCs! I'll elaborate a bit more on them under the cut

Blue Tourmaline is the leader of their group. She was created by Blue Diamond to command fleets to assist in conquering new planets, running missions for whatever her Diamond may need. One day she is tasked with transporting a Sapphire and her Ruby guards to the planet Earth to speak with Blue Diamond, and there she witnesses a fusion between two different kinds of gems. Instead of being horrified or disgusted like many other gems, she develops a fascination for fusion

Citrine is Blue Tourmaline's right hand, her other half, and her bodyguard. She was created by Yellow Diamond, but then gifted to Blue to protect her new Tourmaline. She is somewhat reserved, but cares deeply for Tourmaline

Pearl was created by Blue Tourmaline at the Reef, when Tourmaline expressed to Blue Diamond her need for an assistant. Her original purpose was nothing more than the role of a servant, but as time wore on she grew closer to her other crewmates, particularly the head Peridot

Peridot was made by Blue Diamond, and serves as the lead engineer on Tourmaline's ships. He instructs his fellow peridots and oversees the work they do, and as a handy gem he does a fair bit of repairs himself. He's a bit grouchy at times, but has a soft spot for Pearl and Neffy

Neffy is the newest member of Blue Tourmaline's crew. She emerged early and came out quite small and with no ability to summon a weapon. Blue Diamond was initially going to have her shattered, seeing no use for a tiny gem with no powers, but Neffy pleaded with her, asking her to spare her. Blue Diamond had been growing suspicious of her Tourmaline since the meeting with the Sapphire on Earth, finding it strange how friendly she seemed to be with her crew, so she decided to spare Neffy's life. In exchange, Neffy would work on Tourmaline's ship as a pilot and document everything that went on aboard the ship

[wribbles]

Mermay au

Sailor!Aizawa adopts siren!shinsou

All human sailors consider sirens to be enemy beasts - intent only on killing them all. Some sailors have never seen them while others have seen many - and killed many. None who have fully fallen under the sirens' song have ever returned from the sea, drowned by the witch-beasts.

The crew Aizawa's a part of has encountered and killed many sirens. He has felt their pull himself and resisted - so much so that its almost considered a unique talent among his crewmates. He just shakes his head and tells them to stay focused.

One day after a storm, the ship docks on dry land - a small island beach - to survey and fix any damage and mess caused by the storm. Taking advantage of the chance to walk on solid ground, Shouta explores down the beach leaving the rest of the crew behind.

Near a rocky outcropping he hears a sound - like melodious talking but he cant quite make out the words over the waves. Cautious, he draws his knife and approaches.

The first thing he notices is the blood in the water. Too much. Whoever spilt it is either dead or close to.

He looks further in and she notices him the same time he recognizes her.

A siren.

His hand tightens around his knife.

She curses him, then begs him to leave her be. Pleading, not compelling.

His eyes notice what shes holding so tightly to: a child.

His grip relaxes and he all but puts his knife away. Shes dying and wants to keep her child safe, she wants him gone as much as he doesnt want to be there.

He turns to leave, pretend he never saw anything and wander around elsewhere, but she calls out to him.

Her begging for solitude turned to a cry for help. He turns back, confused.

She shakily holds the child out towards him. Shouta is mildly surprised to see two young purple eyes blink at him. The child is alive, and unharmed.

"please," she begs. She knows she won't survive. "Protect him?"

... What? He can tell she's serious but that only confuses him more. Why would she expect a human to protect her child? How would that even work, assuming he wouldnt just kill the thing outright?

She begs again and he steps closer, finally sheathing his weapon. She holds out the child and Shouta can see it has legs. No fish tail like its mother. Is it human? Can't be, no human has eyes or hair that brightly colored.

"His father - human," she says. Her eyes flick away and he follows to the corpse lying bent across the rocks. Certainly dead - definitely human. He sees the wreck of their little boat scattered around. Was she travelling with him? The child...

Shouta blinks as his worldview readjusts somewhat. So sirens and humans can intermingle, huh. Okay then. Half human half siren baby with legs. Dying siren mother. Him.

Oh goddamn it.

He cant just walk away and let a child starve to death when he could do something about it. He's not a monster.

He kneels down next to her and nods.

"Okay. Ill protect-" he glances at the child, a few years into life maybe "-him. I'll keep him safe as long as I can."

Her relief come with tears, and she clutches her boy back to chest as farewell.

Before she can give the child to Shouta, he tells her, "Take your time, say your goodbyes. Im not in a rush."

She sighs and focuses back on hiding her pain from her child. Shouta sits back and processes everything he's coming to understand about these people he thought were monsters.

He listens to her sing brightly, comforting her boy who doesnt seem to yet realize that his mother is growing pale and weak. Her dark purple eyes and hair stand out brightly against pale skin. She calls him "Hitoshi" and asks Shouta to keep him near the water - he agrees. He sees thin gills on the boy's neck but the mother holds him above shore without issue. The boy- Hitoshi's eyes and hair are a paler purple, possibly owing to his father's blond.

At some point Shouta gets up and scavenges the wreck - looking for anything useful or sentimental. He doesnt find anything - some food scattered on the rocks, already soaked through, no spare clothes other than what the father was wearing. He takes a long look at the man's face and tries to commit it to memory - to honor his memory, if not just to remember for the child's sake.

He hears something change in the mother's crooning and turns back to her.

She's at death's door now. When she holds Hitoshi out to him, this time Shouta takes the child. The boy blinks at him, confused but unafraid. Shouta holds him close under his jacket.

He looks back at the mother.

"thank you," she says. "Treat him well, good man. Protect him. Please."

Shouta feels the burden of what he's accepted land on his shoulders. He breathes through the weight.

"I will do everything I can for him." He promises.

She watches Hitoshi as she lays in the sand and doesnt get up again.

Shouta sighs.

"Alright then. Back to the ship for us."

Hitoshi blinks, his gills flex, he sits calmly. Shouta refuses to question his choices.

He stands, and carefully climbs back over the rocks, mentally rehearsing what he's going to say to the crew and captain.

[braisedhoney]

hey, are you okay with people drawing their own sonas/characters in the crew uniforms? I didn't see anything about that explicitly in your art terms but i don't have my reading glasses on and often just phase out of reality when im reading.

Sorry for the inconvenience, have a lovely rest of your day =>

oh this isn't an inconvenience at all, i'm thrilled you want to get involved with HIVE stuff!! (and it's very sweet that you asked o7)

of course you can! i encourage people to draw their HIVE crewsonas (? it doesn't really have a name lol) if they want to! people send in in-character crewmate reports (asks) all the time, some of which i still need to answer when i have more time and energy ;;

so yes! you're beyond welcome to draw your sona in the grey crewmate uniforms if you like. just pick a four digit number that's not overlapping with the others, and you're all set. i can also totally assign you one if you can't choose, i don't mind lol.

(i actually don't have a full list of all the taken crewmate numbers, but this comic by untitled bear covers a good deal of them! i'll get to compiling an "official" one eventually.)

[oneirataxia-girl]

❝ i don't like most people, but you're an exception. ❞ for Mari pls!! (could even make it Midlaw, if you're feeling it, but anyone will do!)

ngl when I saw this I had the vision of the most devastating Mari moment during the timeskip - ‘twas a struggle to not write it out bc it’s a Character Development for her and therefore spoilers (and also bc I haven’t fleshed it out completely oop-). but here’s another place (not Midlaw tho 😔) I think this prompt would work

set sometime after Arlong Park, live-action friendly so psst opla girlies @auxiliarydetective, @starcrossedjedis, @xoteajays, @daughter-of-melpomene, I humbly present this offering to you (can you tell I'm sleep deprived asdjasldakj

A groan escaped Kenji as he sat down. Even after months of training, he was still nowhere near beating Zoro. The guy could at least pretend to struggle when Kenji tried to hit him, but no, he just had to yawn lazily and slam his knee into Kenji’s stomach. Now, he wasn’t one for holding grudges, but Sanji was right to have one against the swordsman, Kenji should help him hide all the booze on the ship. And some of the meat, since Luffy just kept laughing while his poor body got pummeled by Zoro, some captain he was.

“You alright?”

“Gah!” His hand felt for the handle of his revolver, drawing it out to face – “Mari?”

She answered with a thump of something landing in his lap. Something lumpy and smelling vaguely of the herbs the Marines used to ease their muscles after training.

Kenji waited for his crewmate to elaborate on the package. Mari was silent. But it’s possible she just left after tossing the stuff at him, she’s quieter than Nami and even less chatty than their navigator when she’s trying to read a new map. Plus, Luffy didn’t even have the decency to get someone else to keep watch in place of him, so Mari probably just came to grab something or another and brought that along for him.

Come to think of it, she does do stuff for him a lot – not that she doesn’t do stuff for the other members of the crew, but Mari definitely looks out for him more. If it were Usopp wincing from injuries, Mari wouldn’t bring a weird-smelling pack of whatever’s-in-this to help him; plus, she helps him get out of chores all the time. This could only mean one thing.

“Do you want help?”

Oh, She’s still here.

“With this?” Kenji asked. Then remembered that she couldn’t see what he was referring to and added, “The stuff you gave me.”

“Yes.”

Yeah, Mari would never offer to help Usopp apply medicine. Nor would she for anyone else, probably. Maybe Nami if she asked for help, but they seemed to be awkward around each other, so perhaps not.

So, who was he to turn down an offer possibly only he could get?

His crewmate was efficient in her day-to-day work; several weeks of being on the same boat taught Kenji that, but Mari was also pretty good at dealing with wounds. Apparently, Zoro’s injuries from Mihawk didn’t tear up halfway to Arlong Park because of her interventions, and after the fight there, she dealt with all the scrapes the crew acquired from kicking fishman butt and the ones the people of Coco Village, too. Kenji didn’t get to witness her abilities after that fight – thankfully – but feeling her hands applying a salve to his bruised knuckles, he had to admit, Mari was pretty good at avoiding more hurt when she pressed down to rub the ointment into his skin.

Which was good enough for him, he didn’t want to know if she could be gentle when she was cleaning cuts or snapping joints back in their places. He’d prefer it if bruises and burns and sprains were the only reason he had to ask Mari for medical assistance, thank you very much.

His non-bruised hand closed around a small bottle of something, “Apply a thin layer to anywhere you’ve been bruised, wraps are for the nasty ones.” Mari’s voice elaborated at his sound of confusion.

“What’s a nasty one?” Kenji chose to focus on that part instead of Mari leaving him to fend for himself, he could lament that later.

“Depends on you.”

That was not an answer, and Kenji told her so. Mari didn’t reply, so he counted that as a win for him.

“The ones swollen,” she said just as Kenji thought she left, “don’t wrap it too tight.”

“So the one on my stomach.”

Mari was silent, then said, “Sure.”

No help, absolutely none. Kenji was starting to doubt her proficiency in medicine.

“Is that everything?” He asked after a minute of silence.

Mari’s voice was a tad further away this time, “Any other injuries?”

“Yeah,” He began, wondering for a moment if it was smart to – “Can I ask you something, though?”

A beat.

“Sure.” That word was clearer, her face lit by a lantern as she stood with her arms crossed.

He didn’t get a lamp, or a candle, or anything when he settled down to keep watch.

“Where did you get that?” He couldn’t help himself as he pointed to the light in her hand.

She gestured at a wooden beam behind her. Kenji wasn’t sure if that meant the thing was there and she simply grabbed and lit it or something else. Come to think of it, when did she get it?

“Is that it?”

“Is what it?” Kenji repeated without thinking, then shook his head, “Nah, I’ve got another one.”

Mari’s head dipped slightly.

Bidding a goodbye to his preferential treatment, Kenji continued, “Why are you nicer to me?”

Mari’s head tilted to the side.

“Not that I don’t like it or anything, it’s just –” How could he say this without sounding like he was full of himself? “You’re definitely nicer to me than to Usopp or Nami or Luffy, is it because you like me or something?”

A line formed between her eyebrows, and Kenji was no master at reading faces, but was that… disgust on her face?

“No,” She shook her head, “Absolutely not.”

“I meant like in a friendly way…?” Kenji added, but it just sounded like a bad attempt at covering up, even to his ears.

At that, Mari’s face stopped looking like she was about to vomit at the thought of her liking him – seriously? He wasn’t that bad of a catch – and grew back into her normal expression. Which meant he had no idea what was going on in her mind, as usual.

“Maybe,” Came Mari’s answer after a while, during which Kenji contemplated whether he could hurl himself into the sea from his seat to avoid interacting with her ever again, “I don’t like most people, though.”

“But I’m the exception?” Kenji prodded further, then regretted it when she fixed him with the stare, the one that felt like she was looking through his mind.

Mari didn’t give him an answer for the next few minutes, just stared into his soul. Probably because she enjoys making people regret their decisions, who needs that long to decide if they liked somebody or not?

“Yeah,” She agreed, “But you’re the exception.”

Huh.

Well, that proved it, Kenji was Mari’s favorite. He couldn’t wait to lord that over Sanji the next time the cook started to wax poetic over the two girls in their crew.

His new favorite crewmember strode forward, “I’ll do the rest of your watch,” Mari told him, lifting him to his feet with a flick of her wrist, “Go get some rest.”

And since he was only human, he obeyed easily and started to go towards his warm bed.

“Himura?”

Kenji turned around at the mention of his surname.

“Don’t tell Blondie.”

So he still could brag about that to Usopp, got it.

“Or Usopp, or Nami.”

Ugh, at least he could tell Luffy –

“And especially not Luffy.”

“But I can tell Zoro?” Kenji couldn’t help but ask.

Mari finished lighting another lantern, “Peabrain only cares about being the captain’s favorite.”

Kenji shrugged. It did sound like Zoro, after all.

give me a prompt + oc and I'll write a drabble!

[therockymarrow]

Funeral Pyres (Part 2) - Ship to Port

Hello-Hellu here's part 2. Thank you for your patience. It's pulling teeth to try to get my players together, so in the spirit of over-planning I'm going to continue writing ideas out for this storyline. If you're unfamiliar this is the second post of my Funeral Pyres campaign idea - aka a slew of messy ideas.

Setting the Scene: "As the sun rises on a new day, you've found yourself aboard a small ship designed for commercial-travel, cruising steadily towards Cretaros. An island about two days from the nearest mainland. The fresh salty air feels crisp in the morning sun, and you can feel the waves sway the ship gentle back and forth, steady as a beating heart."

Ask your players where they are at onboard, what they're doing, and what they'd like each other to know about their characters (appearence, name, ect). Let them strike up a conversation with eachother, maybe they'll even let each other know how they got where they are.

There are certainly NPCs on board as well, feel free to get creative with them. I'll run mine with at least one visiting diplomat, and a handful of crew for the ship.

More Flavor-Text: "While the day carries on, the ship ventures ever closer to shore, until you can see the island appear ahead. It's lush forests and tall mountains stand in stark contrast against the vastness of the sea around you. Pillars and buildings of bright white marble and saturated arrays of colors glimmer across it's coastline."

At this time players with either Arcana or Nature of +2 or higher can have an ominous feeling associated with the island, examples below. I'm a big fan of passive abilities tied with skills for flavor (such as a plot-related forms of detect magic) but if you prefer to not then exclude this part.

Arcana: "As you near the island a feeling of dread begins to fester in the back of your mind. Suddenly and only for a moment, it's as if a shroud has covered the island. You can't place it's source, but it could be the negative energy surrounding the King's death, or perhaps something more nefarious."

Nature: "After a few days at sea the island seems to beckon you back to stable earth, but as you draw near a darkness seats itself within your chest. The waves suddenly become to harsh, the sky a leering fog, and the greenery of the island feels like it's calling out for something. But the moment passes. Perhaps it's the changing of the seasons, or the sorrow in each others hearts dampening the otherwise vibrant isle."

At this time you can continue and let players land on the island or roll for a random encounter. Feel free to use whatever one you'd like, but I've generated my own table below alongside a treasure table.

After the random encounter it's time to dock at shore. Players can say their final goodbyes to the crew, unless an NPC is accompanying them (for example - the Diplomat or Captain) and make their way through the docks into the city.

Flavor Text: "As you make your way through the hustle and bustle of the docks, you follow the unspoken flow of foot traffic. Passing various merchant stalls you can make your way towards the city's large flood-gates. These dauntingly massive marble slabs stand as an in-between for the city and any lurking danger whether it be pirates, an invading nation, or the ocean itself. At last towards the gates you see a familiar face."

Because at least 1 of my players know Momuk he is able to be introduced as a friend to them. If you're players don't know him, maybe keep the Captain or a crewmate around. Momuk used to be a pirate in his youth, so it's possible to use that as a way to introduce him. For further ideas and clarity on him see his level 5 character sheet here (*I need to write/update it).

Momuk can lead PCs through the city, giving them a general overview of lore, city locations, and customs if they desire. He will always be truthful to people he trusts (PCs) but may be selective with what he tells them. He is a politician now, after all.

Flavor Text: "You weave your way through both wide and narrowing streets, down stone paths and steep inclines. The city feels almost like a maze - but Momuk walks confidently and clearly through it. Along the way you can see decorations being hung and festivities for the coming days being set up. You walk until you reach what could be considered the city center. A large open space such as in many other cities. You can also see a few sparing pits scattered around, with onlookers entranced by the fighters, as well as a series of large statues looming ahead of you."

Examining the Statues: "The Statues are clearly of lost kings, each about as tall as the buildings that surround the outskirts of the city center. Each holds a distinct objects (a book, a spear, a shield, ect.) and look out over the city towards the sea. These statues vary in age and states of repair, however all are clearly well cared for. At the end of the long row stands a new statue, only the marble base is visible as a large fabric has been draped across the massive structure."

From here Momuk will leave players to explore. He will head toward a large building further up in the hills overlooking the city, think The Acropolis. Clearly the main political building for the city. Before leaving, it may be a good idea for Momuk to relay a timeline for players.

I'm using the rough timeline of: - The funeral festivities begin at dusk the first day. - The pyre burns for three days, as a beacon to guild Morvak's spirit from this world to the next. - On the dusk of the final day the statue is revealed and the item that is associated with Morvak is placed inside the base of the statue. - Momuk/the next heir is crowned. I'm debating giving Momuk a brother or sister just to keep him around and avaible but it's up to you.

Since festivities don't begin until the evening PCs now have a full day to explore. I can give notes on what I think various guilds, locations or destinations might look like if anyone wants.

Some fun Greek-Inspired ideas off the bat are: - Check out local versions of guilds - Check out the cities wineries - Bath house - An Orchard full of monsters - An oracle of Delphi (Cretaros) - A Temple to a local God/Goddess

If players aren't sure, you can always roll another random encounter. I don't have a table for that, but will add it if I end up making one.

Sorry this is more a kind-of messy slew of ideas. I'll skip ahead to the next evening/pyre lighting for the next part. If you're keeping up with this thanks it's nice to know i'm not just writing into a void. Below is the tables for encounters and a few pictures made in Dungeon Alchemist just for random visuals. _______________________________________________________

Encounters For On the Ship:

Treasure Table:

Extra/Random Images: Might sketch a few that are more in-style with what I have in my head, not sure yet.

[missbeckman]

Hello everyone! I saw this list here and here I'm writing to procrastinate a little, two paragraphs are suggestive

Rainbow Emoji Self Ship Asks! I

Red~

💋 - Give us a kiss headcanon!

Benn is not much of a kisser, so you're the one who made the fist move from now on but when he wakes up horny he kisses your neck to tease you

👠 - What’s the height difference between you and your f/o like?

(...)

🍄 - What kind of risks is your f/o willing to take?

I want to say he's willing to die for the one he holds dear, crewmates, but we all know has he is a very intelligent man, not impulsive at all, his risk all well calculated

🐞 - What makes your f/o squirm?

Tickles, sexy lingerie

🌹 - Does your f/o believe in “love at first sight?” Do you?

None of us, we know that relationships are complicated, and love is conquered day by day

🍅 - What makes your f/o blush?

Hot weather, rarely sexual arousal

🚨 - How observant is your f/o of danger?

A lot, all the time

🛏️ - Give us a sleep-related headcanon!

Goes to bed around 12:00 pm wakes up around 05:00 am, heavy sleeper and yes, he snores

Orange~

🎃 - You and your f/o are going to a costume party! What do you both dress up as?

I'll dress like Morticia Adams, him as the stereotyped pirate

🦐 - How’s your f/o’s posture?

Rational, earnest only speaks when necessary, loyal great company for a drink, and good card gambler.

🐯 - What’s your f/o’s favorite animal?

Raven, because they're smart birds, yak (reminds him of himself)

🍂 - How does your f/o feel about change?

Benn likes routine, fixed schedule, order; but after 30 of piracy he got used to

🍊 - What’s your f/o’s biggest secret?

He cried when he left his hometown, and not exactly a secret, but he loves to draw and cares about his appearance. And he doesn't love the fact that Yassop left his family

Yellow~

🐣 - How does your f/o feel about babies/children? (In general)

Likes them from afar, has one nephew that he loves

🌻 - How does your f/o cheer you up?

Soft words, warm smile, and hot kisses. Occasionally with wine

🌟 - If you have a f/o that’s a celebrity in their universe, how does it affect you? If they aren’t, do they ever fantasize about what it’d be like?

🥂 - How well does your f/o handle alcohol?

Very well, but he doesn't like to get blind drunk

🧀 - Does your f/o have any allergies?

Polen

💰 - How much does your f/o spoil you?

Never in front of the crew or during labor ours, at night plenty.

🧽 - How clean is your f/o? (In general)

He showers every and shave, washes his own underwear

Green~

👽 - Is your f/o superstitious? Do they believe in cryptids?

No, but he likes to talk and read about it

🌵 - How long does it take for your f/o to warm up to new people?

Tricky one... he's very good at "reading" people, so he's always discreetly cautious, the only person he trusted immediately is Shanks and Lucky Roo

🍀 - How lucky is your f/o?

Well, he was found by Shanks, a generous, fun, and smart captain, he's part of a successful crew., so he considers himself lucky enough

🌱 - How does your f/o feel about nature?

Beckman is very cautious and respectful, once he knows how dangerous and generous it can be

Blue~

🌊 - Can your f/o swim?

Like a dolphin

🧊 - How does your f/o handle pressure?

Not even a headcanon: he smokes to remain calm, and he's a yonkou commander, so relatively well (he jerks off occasionally)

🗺️ - If you could go anywhere with your f/o, where would you go?

For vacation? A historical city

💎 - What does your f/o value in life?

In general: loyalty, intelligence, good manners; Personally, the crew, his s/o, his gun, and their jolly roger

Purple~

🍇 - Does your f/o naturally give themself “me time,” or do they need reminders from time to time?

Naturally, plus everyone knows: when he whispers three times in a row and touches his left eyebrow, is time to leave him alone

🌌 - How much faith does your f/o have in horoscopes?

None, he's quite a skeptic

💜 - Free space! Tell us a random headcanon you have for your f/o.

He's not serious all the time, you know?

He likes telling (dirty) jokes, plays cards, and is usually the first to start singing sea shanties, in a lower voice at first then out loud, giggles at Rocky Str and Lucky's nonsense. Loves engineering and history books and reads all the newspapers right after Shanks

[captainkurosolaire]

~ Mass Update ~

Mainly going into future plans and intents alongside ideas below cut.

Ton's of things I've in store this will prove difficult to vent it all out. But here we go... First off rehashing and appropriately learning to tag and organize things better on my blog. Each category will have their own corresponding content, I seek to bring or share. [Tales of Goldbrand] -- I intend this to carry a Compendium of all my writes soon that'll have everything neatly in-order including a glossary, so it'll have highlights of stories that even matter or the best stuff. I've written here for a very, long time, there's been many shifts. I want to make it more accessible. While coloring what matters for people who want to learn Captain or his Crew with less chapters. While also giving choice to find it all easily. This is essentially a step-above master-lists. I'll be doing that after the Saga I have going on, right now is done. [Captain] -- Will provide you strictly with Captain screenshots, gifs, photo-sets. This is still his blog despite the Crew thing's will sort of make this a scuffed Multi-Muse blog. I've few more things to edit and tag fix to get all his stuff though. [The Wild Crew] -- Afterwards this story is done Immortal Age Saga, It's something that I mainly wrote as a passion project within three days to get my warm-up process fixed. It's to allow me to get a feel for all his Crewmates and casts, in combat, in-general, to feel their presences. While also giving a bit of their backstories. At any point, I can go back and polish or tweak things in. They're NPC's but... not entirely. All will have their own 'Dreams' and their own 'Disapproval's' they have their own missions even. These things will factor eventually, they might set seeds, to betray or disagree with something, but that's all angst and more stories to be created, but overall, they'll probably always be Crew, eventually. -- I plan on making character-profile sheets of them and putting them in this Tab, it'll have their screenshots, their likes/dislikes. Some RP partners or people can also be shipped with them, but they'll all be monogamous and originally start off probably Pan. This allows them to figure out what they like on their own stories. I've always been someone who likes organic-flow. Although this one story contain all 16 characters or more, the rest will probably be shortened to a Squad of 4 and dispersed when on adventuring missions. Until I do a War Arc, that's my main goal to build too. [Roster] -- Will contain this Crew in just screen-sets dedicated to them, I'll probably randomly produce those. I've PC players among this Crew too. I may not be done either adding more, but this Crew is mainly built around Quality. Most pirate crew's mainly, have hundreds, thousands. Even Fleets. This Crew has personalities, monsters, people who are living life's that exist with piracy. He's an particular leader that had PC players the same way, he's had split-personality serial killers aboard, tribal chieftains, succubus, all sorts of various people once on a Crew. It's often an outcast style, pirates default are chaotic in nature, so this really isn't any different, it's a Fantasy version of it. There's humanization characters aboard too though, so this cast is really decked, everything and person is vital, they matter because they remind or covet something that others can draw upon. If ever played (Three Houses or Mass Effect / Dragon Age Origins) A lot of things like that are relatable too this structure and format. Which, Is something I want to be able to give when RPing. I want a genuine feel of this new world someone else's muse will be the main-character too. Depending on what's interacting everything they'll be scale appropriately to follow the genre they're in and environment even. [Aesthetics] -- Already explainable what you'll find here. [Asks] -- Same thing. [Prompts] -- Trivial things I was tagged too, I plan on compiling later. [Writing] -- Another alternatively to randomly go-down and it works right now. [Logs] -- Will have more individualistic master-lists and posts there, my poems from Sheik Sphere the Bard, etc.

Things of that nature, I'll probably add still. It's where a lot of my creative writing is summed. [Gems of Hydaelyn] -- My main #tag for other characters and artists, creationist. Lot of amazing people easily to find their zones or follow them optionally if you like. Ton's I intend to support and bolster, be a lot less unspoken. I'm never the type who's been strictly inclusive. But I'll do that when I've time to even explore the dash, I'm always still planning ahead with things and projects. [CKS] My original character-sheet it's outdated on something's but not too terrible. I'll give him polishing someday, I swear? [21+F-List] -- Just purely degenerate stuff of Captain. I'm a pirate blog. I will represent that with openness and furthermore. I'm never projecting you some false-image. I started off a smut-writer by stripping that, I no-longer represent the same aura and identity. But those are strictly his stuff and kinks, I'm effective in executing them but they're not all relatable to me OOC. This blog will always be 18+ containing crude or dark material sometimes, romantic things, this Captain is blunt, will literally put his cock on the table in conversations. Swearing and being censored would be too uncommon and displace most of him, but there's more about him then all this. [Other] -- I pay homage to a lot of characters, I originally am a Concept Designer. Which mean's I make characters and ideas like my addiction. Bad characters / villains or other little things I like to share in designs, I'll put there. Some villains might get little photo-sets, even if they died. Just cause I like their design, or maybe I'll give them an AU, where they won. When I've wrapped up things. [Collabs + Ships] -- Is a new project idea. This isn't going to be something limited too romantic only ships. It'll contain, platonic, romantic, friendships, rivals, frenemies, family, PC Crew, all ships. I am desperately working on improving my gif, screenshot, posing game so I can supply 'Screen Stories' this is not only a way to RP that's accessible with even people who are upon time-crunches from work, It gives visual-representation. To impactful stories shared with others and establish bonds. That are all-valid and impactful matter. Lot of people take a lot of their characters attributes into them and are them dialed up, I work with that and bit more, differently. I'm disconnected from my characters and they'll get hurt and injured and killed by me, that's my duty as their Author to give them conflicts and struggles. I'm their major antagonist, but that doesn't mean at-all, it's always SET that way. The characters I like to make have their own life, they live in this setting and are abide by it, they're often nothing, nobodies, and by the interacting with others, they slowly gradually building, more... Through emotional impacts, they alter, these are REAL people by all their beliefs. Each person they come in-contact with are legitimate and treated like that too. They've always impacted or given them insights to grow, or represent more. Otherwise it'd be criminally disrespectful if I allowed any emotional I felt OOC be the grudge to something IC. Captain in-particular is set on defying me. I cannot have that. ...But I can't stop him. He's met and encountered so many people and lived so many scenarios based on the actions of others, he's giving a chance right now to actually do things a lot further than impossible. The more people he meets and encounters, experiences, the more I lose. These stories are emotionally interactive where everything is a factor and adds to the dice, where the other people are the one who get to roll the dice for him, not me. That's something I want to color in. People range in emotions, they have their down's, ups, their own wholesome-grounding people, spending time with your favorite people, there's nothing more cherishing than that, being in your own comfort-zone or 'safe-space' these are all treasures that we live under, today. Contrary if what people assume of me, I'm not another 'blogger' that's came

before, who's wanting to force a harem, then constantly is bewildered when that falls to pieces cause of selfishness or a lack of communication, or the skeletons they have in their closets and beliefs they hid behind and swindled fooled everyone. I'm not looking to be popular or anything really, I just create stories and want to share in those, and I want to also boost others included, upward with me, especially those who make me. There's no ego in anything I do, this is purely love. I've never cared about being replicated or duplicated, I've had stalkers, I've gone through more then anyone would imagine, I've been used OOC and abused, just for my writing and cold-harshly told, i'd never amount to anything other then that or vice-versa. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Passion. That's all I got and am anymore. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Passion is the hardest thing to keep. It's something that can be stolen, quite effortlessly. Few words of discouragement, a bad negative representation, a lack of confidence, or small amount of time, there's many thing's that can put that flame out. Once you lose it. The difficulty to reattain is hundred-times harder than climbing any mountain for real. I've watched the greatest creators crumble from under the pressure, from beaten down by others. I watched many of them do it to themselves because they put a grand vision of needing validation of another and once lost, felt uncompelling to press onward. But passion also can be given BACK and drawn. It can be shown and encourage others, with a soft-triggering, that pushes them. That motivates, that constantly sticks to it. There are many that fuel me. If I ever quit, I let them down, I spit in the faces of people who're better than me in every-way. Or people who've came and given me their precious Time. That have given their character's or dedication to the abundant stories and community-driven things I've done. There's ONLY things you can do, create, give and provide. It cannot ever come to life without YOU. This is a fact. ...I swear, If you let your creativity soar, you'll be amazed by the heights you get. Constantly polish and learn and hone the best you, challenge yourself day after painstaking day, to draw better improvement on something, no matter how trivial or unfamiliar you are. You'll find a confidence only you can give yourself. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Future Plans --------------------------------------------------------------------- For me, I've got so much more stories to give and also explore, I might be taking up soon some other artists and more skilled people from community and hire them for some of my future writes, to up my game or cause something thing's can't be done in-game cause no background carries it. I also got a lot of-set up things and more angst stuff I want to practice, plus I'm adamantly on that grind to produce screen-sets with the intent's to some sort of improving daily. Additionally more people I'll be reaching out too soon for these collab's ideas and things. I look forward to shaking your hands, giving some hugs, show you my respect and admiration, then creating some enchanting stories and giving plots light. Feel free to reach out to me, I get scattered-brain but I'm working on getting better about it. Eventually will get to you though, my goals, if uninterested just say so when I poke, no bites, unless you kinky. Anyways, cheers hearties.

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WHAT... DO U THINK OF MY LOVE CAPTAIN ICE COOKIE 🥺 AND ERM CHEESECAKE TOO IF U WANNA CUZ I LOVE HER A LOT BUT I DONT KNOW MUCH ABT HER...

omg help help what perfect cookies to send me . i really dont know what to do i dont want this post to be giant but i love them both . i think i'll just do both . im sorry nick u literally did not ask for all this

i'm going to put this under a read more because this is VERY long 😭 just so much text... you've been warned

captain ice cookie - general opinion ;

NOOWWWW captain ice is incredibly enjoyable to me... i think she's so handsome ?? and she's stern but very nice to children which i really enjoy. even if she comes off standoffish she's got a heart of gold and her crewmates and the children (and generally most cookies honestly) can see that about her ! sooo ... really i dont know how you can possibly not adore her

i remember people were so excited for her when she was teased and good lord it was definitely deserved... she's one of my top cookies honestly. and u know what while im here i wanna say i think her basic costume is the best .. i dont like the other one

headcanons

In the story sorbet shark doesnt stay with captain ice but they go back with pirate but i like to think sorbet is like a little adoptive child to her, in the same sense that peppermint is... i love those drawings i saw before with sorbet wearing her coat and that one comic of her giving sorbet and peppermint a goodnight kiss and then the entire ship's crew is lined up for a kiss as well afterwards

i think she is the type to easily and without a doubt give up her own personal safety just to protect other cookies ... its really just in her nature to care about those around her. and i think because of that she gets a lot of respect from other cookies like jujube (shut up i know their relationship isnt like that in game but whatever)

gender and sexuality

i really want to say that she's on the bisexual side. mooostly towards women in my opinion but i think she could lean both ways. what a milf. and for gender i really enjoy the transfem headcanon some people have thrown around !

otps/brotps/notps

i dont have any for any of these categories -- but i want to say that i love her relationship chart so so bad... she's so kind ! she has positive relationships with 90% of the cookies she knows and i think its clear that she shows a lot of respect for others .. and her praising young cookies for being themselves at a young age is very cute for an older cookie... a wa wa

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cheesecake cookie - general opinion ;

omg omg omg okay... do not get me started. i've been a cheesecake subscriber since day one baby so prepare for a giant mess below 😭😭😭😭😭❗❗❗ but I LUVV HERRR she's so so pretty and cute !! she is very nice very sweet very accepting of other cookies so fun so flirty ... she is everything to me . not only is she just so fun and cute but she also is a fancy cookie which i just eat up so so badly.. obligatory jelly pop below ...

headcanons ;

okayyyyok omg !! i have too too many so im just gonna dump about one of my favorite ones... but i love the cheesecake accomplice headcanon !! its one of my own concoctions. but essentially i think cheesecake is an accomplice to roguefort/phantom bleu in one way or another...

basicallyyyy . so in the original cheesecake manor/cookie detective event, when roguefort steals her jewel and walnut makes a big fuss about getting it back, cheesecake actually really doesnt care that much about it and says she has a spare just like it. then roguefort returns the jewel in practically the same breath ...

and when u look at cheesecake's relationship chart, her relationship to roguefort is about what disguise they'll use next. roguefort's relationship to cheesecake is about what jewels she'll wear today ... now these are two cookies that have positive relationships with EVERYONE, but i think their relationship to each other has so much potential to it ...

so here's my headcanon: cheesecake and roguefort are accomplices, cheesecake herself isnt really a thief of course but she fancies roguefort and has a nice relationship with them so she'll take part in their little scandals every now and again ❤ sometimes for fun and just to give walnut something to do roguefort will pretend to steal from cheesecake and just return what they "stole" later ..

otps/brotps/notps ;

CHEESEROGUE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🗣🗣🗣cheeserogue is literally everything to me i've been shipping it for quite literally a year or so now 😭😭 i just think its so cute they have so much in common... they are both fancy rich cheeses ❤ cheesecake is a fun little housewife and she matches roguefort's humor well ... i just have so so many thoughts... no point putting them in this post though u.u

sexuality and gender ;

she gay