#ship-status

[citrusskater]

hey, bing ! have you ever considered these ?

I don't think so, dude! But there's a first time for everything, right????

[xshatteredreflectionsx]

" Captain ? " From behind Morgan, Atlas quietly cleared his throat, both to notify the captain of his presence and in vain effort to toss aside any of the nerves that may have irrationally seized hold of him.

" I know I haven't been the best at keeping track of time, but I did manage to mark off some important dates, and, well, it seemed odd to bypass this one without doing anything ... " Drawing a small box from his pocket, he held it out to Morgan. " It's small, but ... Happy Valentine's Day, Captain. "

Said box, as small and unassuming as it was, contained some glass that Atlas had managed to warp into the shape of a crescent moon. Left clear at one end and tainted yellow at the other, the colours ( or lack thereof ) faded together, creating a shining shadow if the trinket were to be hung near a light source ... the perfect decoration for a window once the colony was soundly set up.

Being stuck in an infinite loop of the same twelve to twenty-four hours -to the surprise of absolutely no one- fucked up with a person's perception of time. January had barely felt like it happened, and now it was February? What the shit? Time chugging along as it was supposed to granted progress, which granted peace. Finally, finally Morgan could breathe, confident in the fact that, somehow, they had managed to fix everything.

Hot chocolate infused with strawberry flavoring was the drink of choice as they lounged in their cabin, skimming over progress and botanical reports from down on the planet's surface. Atlas' almost meek greeting shook them out of their reverie. In a way, it was a relief that Atlas was having the same problems with time keeping as they were (was it selfish to think that way?). Unlike Morgan, however, he seemed to actually pay attention to holidays. Shit, they had barely even registered it when Mack wished them a Very Happy Birthday Slash Valentine's Day with enough saccharine sweetness to make anyone else's teeth ache. In stark contrast, the gift Atlas had presented was... stunning. Morgan's mouth fell open in a silent gasp as they held it up to the florescent lighting. The artificial light of the ship absolutely did not do it justice. Morgan's heart leapt into their throat. Since when did Atlas know how to blow, stain and shape glass? Had they even bothered to ask what his hobbies were? Surely, their eccentric-but-still brilliant Head Engineer had passions outside of designing and building starships. "I love it," Morgan signed, barely not to let the trinket slip out of their hands. They held up a finger and ducked back into their office, digging through drawers until they found what they had been looking for: a simple macrame dreamcatcher done in stark white thread. The tree of life pattern wasn't anything particularly elaborate, nor was the twisting, lace-like knotwork dangling from the bottom curve of the hoop. They had started it after hearing Atlas wake up screaming from a nightmare one night, and had been planning on giving it to him. A way to tell him that Morgan was thinking about him.

(And maybe it was too intimate a gesture, but their dynamic had irreversibly shifted. How did you go back to being just crewmates after embracing each other through the end of the known universe?) "I don't know if you believe in dreamcatchers, and whatnot," They began uncertainly. "It will look cool on your wall at least? I don't know."

[oliver-ashcroft-documents]

surprise ! you’re getting interviewed, too !

( holds out a microphone to Jay ( yes, you ) ) ma’am ? are you aware that you are very cool and creative ? that you are a lot of fun to chat about ideas with ? that you are a certified awesome noodle ?

@ship-status

Oh hi! This is too sweet, Wren! ;0;

A certified awesome noodle is now my absolute favorite compliment, thank you!! <3 Did you know that you're an absolute gem of a human? That you have best ideas and write the most interesting characters? And did you know that you're the kindest, coolest cat? (or katze ;3)

Big love from me to you!!

[wolfvirago]

morbid curiosity [accepting] [x]

@ship-status​ said: do you have a minute ?[ from damien ( @shadxwbrxken ! ) ]

She tries to smile, tries to show that she’s alright, even if there’s fear still lingering within her chest. It hurts. Burning alongside the grief and confusion over the body she had found in the main hall, a couple hours before. 

“Damien.” Robin greets her old friend all the same. Part of her feels bitter. Their reunion after years apart... Had been broken into a horrible tragedy. Why? Was it her fault that their beloved friend had been killed?

“Yes, I have a minute. The detective has me looking for clues. Haven’t really seen much yet, but it has allowed me to see the sorry state we left the poor manor after our card game.” The attorney sighs, rubbing her head. The hangover was much less painful now, but still.

(Smile through the pain. For him. For them.)

[captain-mozzarella]

I feel like Anakin would forget to tell Rex about Ashoka

[kaiju-krew]

how mothra will stop them from fighting btw

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[metashard]

Wait a minute

Hold the fuck up

It's 1.5 kilometers tall

Say, what does that look like in real life-

The world's tallest statue is only about a ninth of that height

TRAZYN YOU EGOTIST

HOW DID YOU EVEN STEAL THAT

[invye]

We are interrupting our regularly scheduled program to bring you a snippet of a potential ZoSan undercover as a married couple fic:

(Timeline wise shoehorned in sometime shortly after the timeskip, before the Strawhats make it back into the news big time.)

(People need saving from a exclusive circle of nobility, but most of the Stawhats have already been seen around the island, so the lot ends up on Zoro and Sanji to try get in posing as a freshly married couple on their honeymoon to try get more information.)

[after coming up with the plan and Zoro and Sanji hesitantly agreeing]

Robin: "You seem a little stressed, Cook-san."

Sanji, chain-smoking his third cigarette: "I'm fine, I'll do this… I just… I don't like lying about something as significant as marriage, alright? I know it's stupid, but that's just how I am."

Luffy, perking up from where one might have thought he wasn't paying attention at all: "Oi, Sanji, promise to protect Zoro?"

Sanji, puffing out smoke: "Obviously, the Marimo would get lost within all of two seconds without me having his back."

Luffy: "Good! Now, Zoro--!"

Zoro, already rising to the bait: "Oi, if anyone is protecting anyone, I'll be guarding your lanky ass, shit cook!"

Luffy, laughing: "Alright, then as the captain of this ship I hereby pronounce you married!"

Zoro:

Sanji:

Robin: "Oh my, congratulations!"

Brook: bursts into song

Luffy, grinning at Sanji: "See, now it's not a lie anymore, so you don't have to feel bad about calling Zoro your husband."

Zoro: "LUFFY!!! YOU CAN'T JUST--"

Sanji: wordlessly walks off to get ready for the mission

Usopp: "Wait, wait!" runs after Sanji, grabbing his wrist

Sanji: stares

Usopp, sweating nervously: "Need your ring size…"

Sanji: staring intensifies

Usopp, scurrying off as quickly as humanly possible: "Wedding gift!"

Luffy, in the distance, still being yelled at by Zoro: "Too bad we don't have time to celebrate, I really want some wedding cake… :("

[ririsasy]

Hehe just doing impromptu wedding ritual to your besties no big deal these gays are now married your honor

[wttcsms]

arranged marriage au but both you and character don't want to get married. however, in order to receive your inheritance, you have to agree to try your best to make this relationship work + because of similar familial pressure, character is also compelled to see this marriage through. however, your family does understand that if it's character that breaks off the engagement, they'll understand that you tried your best and you get full access to your trust fund and you don't have to tie the knot. for character, if you break off the engagement, he's in the clear, too.

so now, it's a competition between you two. unbeknownst to the other, y'all are both actively trying to get the other to get so frustrated that you'll send the loser running for the hills, crying to get the engagement broken.

[xshatteredreflectionsx]

" nodding off... " ( from damien ( @shadxwbrxken ) or atlas / engineer ( @scriptedstories ) ! )

@scriptedstories

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Morgan was able to pluck the coffee mug from Mark's hands before it slipped completely out of his fingers and set it on a nearby flat surface. He protested, saying that he was only resting his eyes "for a second", but with how much he was already slumping against their shoulder, he would have to forgive Morgan for having doubts.

But he deserved it. For the first time in what equated to decades, (maybe even centuries) the Head Engineer could sleep easily knowing that tomorrow would actually come.

As much as Morgan also wanted to take a nap for the next twenty-four hours, they had to maintain some semblance of doing their job. When she was running as she should have been, The Invincible II was relatively self-sufficient, but that didn't mean Morgan could just stand on the bridge and look pretty. Morgan sipped their own lukewarm coffee as quietly as possible and shifted their tablet to their off hand, pulling up the on going report Gunther was sending them from down on the surface of the colony (no hostile aliens, much to his thinly veiled disappointment).

In the back of Morgan's mind, they worried that everything was going too well. They were on pins and needles waiting for the other shoe to drop; for the ship to explode or for... They didn't know... An attack from giant rabid... space honey badgers (they had seen so many things this journey). But the crystal hadn't mysteriously regrown in their palm. They hadn't woken up in their cryopod.

It was fine. They were fine.

[oliver-ashcroft-documents]

(x) oliver, if you could speak to the worlds you left behind during oxen’s reign, what would you say ( or do ) ?

@ship-status // new skin, old dog

Oliver— or Oxen, or whoever he was now— breathed in shakily at the question. Not that he needed to breathe any more than he needed to shut his eyes to think; still, he did so in some attempt to keep the humanity he once again had.

"...is there anything I could say that wouldn't be so cheap? What phrase can undo the countless lives I crushed into stardust? The countless worlds that are no more?" The puppet managed to say in a low, strained voice. He hid himself in the dark of some world's alley, unsure where to go. The puppet's feet shuffled as he stared down at his leather, porcelain hands.

"All I can do is disappear, somehow, because I can't recreate those lives, or universes, or-or the multiverses." The doll slowly slid down the grimy, cold brick wall at his back and stared at the rainy sky. His eyes were glossy in the dim light of the hidden sun above him. He couldn't feel the cold anyway. "All I can say is sorry... it's nothing but a bandage over a festering wound. It's all I have."

[devilsfoolcake]

This came to me in a vision

[illustratus]

The Colossus of Rhodes by Sidney Barclay

[determunition]

happy pride month to all; i'm drawing a lot of gay wizards and robots for the season but you're getting my most cursed offering first lmao

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[todolist-nothing07]

I just heard some people were giving Crystal shit and like???? Explain. No, I mean it, we’re in court where are your receipts?