#to be the real Gillion and not just his title

[jrwi-transgender-swag]

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FISH N CHIPS DIVORCE SHOWDOWN !!!

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Chip

"gestures at him wildly look at him man " - Submitted For Transmasc Swag "Well he's a pirate and that's already very trans coded. He bases his personality and general vibe off people he looks up to which is giving gender envy. The only way Chip could ever be cis to me is if he was the token cishet but he's neither so like… Trans boyy (my words are failing me but you get it)" - Submitted For Transmasc Swag "literally the transest guy of all time (loser edition). tits out tuesday. man with tits monday. like. transgender moment real " - Submitted For Transmasc Swag "He was picked up by pirates at a young age pre-pueberty. He then spent most of his childhood in a gang. This kid was so malnourished everyone just assumed he was a guy and he went with it since his puberty was so fucked. My transmasc agender king" - Submitted For Transmasc Swag "fucking look at him. most transgender motherfucker to ever exist. we'll never know what his actual name was because he was named based on his first home, the black rose pirates ship. his tattoos go over his top surgery scars" - Submitted For Transmasc Swag "he’s just . he just kinda is yknow" - Submitted For Transmasc Swag

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Gillion Tidestrider

"4 of the 5 JRWI fans I actually know fall under the transgender umbrella and all of them are absolutely in love with Gillion so here’s got to have something going on there" - Submitted For Transmasc Swag "dude hes a fucking fish what else do you want from me. he has it all. the religious trauma. the swagger. the autism. he even has a cool fucking sword. his entire backstory is him being forced into a role against his will and only when he finds others does he get to fully embrace himself come the fuck ON" - Submitted For All Swag "he literally has gilded top surgery scars (saturn art that proves this even if it’s noncanon) that kind of trans swag cannot be ignored!! fucking!! golden scars!!! that shit kicks so much ass are you kidding!!! the koolest fish trans boy ever my goal in life truly" - Submitted For Transmasc Swag "same sorta thing as jay, he has this whole arc of changing from trying to live up to expectations to just being what he wants and thinks is good (very trans of him). also he's a fish guy and probably has no understanding of gender, at least in oversea terms. and he canonically referred to himself with it/its pronouns one time which. yes. i think his titles are like pronouns to him, like in the undersea you refer to yourself by describing yourself and your achievements (pretty sure that's actually a triton thing in actual dnd who knows). he is the chosen one and the chosen one was referred to with they/them pronouns for a reason (definitely because the chosen one is genderqueer and not just to be inclusive mhm you can trust me i have no biases, the goddesses told me themselves)" - Submitted For Nonbinary Swag "gives birthout of his pussy?"  - Submitted For Transmasc Swag "he is like sooo xenogenderr. that fish is just transgender im so sorry. too swagful not to be." - Submitted For Secret Fourth Swag

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[starboy-acer]

the outlaw, the traitor, the exiled (intro)

Captain Black was infamous on the seas of Mana. He was one of the newest and youngest Pirate Lords and everyone knew of his name. They knew his ship and the black sails that cast a shadow over any ship that he approached. They didn't know his face. They didn't know his real name. All the people of Mana knew were his title and the fear that he struck into their hearts.

Admiral Jay Ferin, daughter of the revered Jayson Ferin, was known by everyone in the oversea. She was known to be a lot more empathetic than her family. She cared for people. She didn't want to be feared. All she wanted was to make a change in the world. After getting reprimanded for the millionth time by her father for showing empathy for "criminals" who were just fighting for their freedom, she was sent to the sea and tasked with hunting down Captain Black.

Gillion Tidestrider, "Champion of the Undersea, Hero of the Deep", was exiled from the only place he knew. Since then, he's done nothing but get in trouble with not only the navy but pirates too. One night, he stumbles onto a large ship after escaping a fleet of Navy ships. Only to be met by Captain Black's shadowed face and his glowing smile.

"What do we have here?"

[burning-sol]

on a dime thinking about characterstics different pcs tend to share across the players.

charlie: everyone says it and it is so real, religious trauma and imagery cause i mean literally just look at peter and exandroth, gillion's whole deal being the chosen one, william's incredible distress discovering the absence of god. horror but especially body horror cause AGAIN peter and exandroth, gillion's often scary n fishy descriptions, the way charlie describes how ghoulish william looks with william literally decomposing. comically exaggerated personalities with gillion the most hero of heroes he's so hero just look at his titles, peter to be mistaken for a literal doormat, exandroth the fanatical violent all around super evil angelic force, william wisp the freak from deadwood who has ghost powers and was so dedicated to solving mysteries he died that's his thing. might i say they are all quite obsessive, gillion obsesssed with being the chosen, peter obsessed with rocks and lizard, exandroth obsessed with retribution, william obsessed with mysteries, and this can create a strong disconnect with the world around them. of the pcs i would say they are usually the most outcast of outcasts and the most freak of freaks. also autism.

bizly: very straightforward characters with no subversion, what you see is what you get. NORMAL, AVERAGE, UNDERWHELMING, these are terms you can use to describe chip rand AND connor <- also they all have the same brown hair. this makes their badass moments stand out and be triumphant, where would we be without chip's badass sword, rand's badass finale, connor's horrifying but also sort of badass moment with the book, and also thanatos is a compilation of every badass moment bizly could probably ever want. there's always some sort of family issues see chip no family, rand strained relationship with family, connor i think had something going on but i cant remember, thanatos and the holy family. definitely most likely to get into conflict with other pcs might i say, gillion and chip, rolan and rand, rumi and thanatos, that's literally one of every other players' character what can i say.

grizzly: these characters are all struggling to live up to incredibly idealised persona and for the most part end up failing, rumi's persona literally breaking down until they shed it completely to be true to themselves, dakota always trying to be a hero which has worked out so far but we're just waiting for something bad to happen, kian who pretended to make it as a rockstar after most definitely failing, aster is by proxy sort of failing to live up to the perfect persona that is her father. shapeshifters? i mean rumi is a changeling, aster can alter her form, dakota has a feral mode, and kian got bugged so you know (joke). lot of these characters are incredibly gender lets be honest here.

condi: feel an intense pull towards conforming, jay struggling to push against her family, vyncent from another world trying to adjust and appear normal, rolan getting a respected profession, everything with ryan. there is a struggle of identity that is incredibly external, jay as a pirate vs the literal navy, vyncent's repeated experience of sharing a body, rolan being a fucking bug, ryan had a confrontation that was the most direct thing you could bear witness to. the actual perfect balance of two very smart characters and two of the most incredibly stupid characters i have ever seen. honestly very on point about their observations of others and themselves but can find difficulty to express that to other.

and i totally forgot about the prequel pcs but ms g and finn are also autistic, harlem shade definitely has that classic super cool persona also gender, jason king god bless this normal dude dragged into whatever the fuck the other two have going on, arlin is the source of the family issues. i literally am too tired to write anymore so i apologise if i fucked stuff up i cant be bothered anymore send post.

[tigers1o1]

oh my lord okay I just realized something.

so not that long ago, I read a fic of yours titled “learning a love language” and IT WAS SO GOOD!! It gave me so many headcanons about tritons and love languages and stuff that I always use .

So! I was writing today. and I was writing about Gillion listening to Chip’s heartbeat and constantly checking his pulse points and

then I thought about 109..!

What if Gillion was trying to comfort him, trying his hardest to be there for Chip and all he can think of in the moment is checking his pulses. He doesn’t think about it and immediately holds his wrist and presses against his neck. But then a moment of realization hits him where he cant hear his pulse. And Gillion just falls apart. He realizes exactly what’s going on and the severity of the situation and he just hugs Chip because he feels like there’s nothing else to do!

What if Chip never gets his heart back and out of habit Gillion constantly checks his pulse and it is a very harsh reminder to the both of them that chip is dead

WHAT THEN HMMMMMM

OWWWWIEEEEEEE FUCK YOU MAN WHY WOULD YOU USE MY OWN HEADCANONS AGAINST ME FUCK

I am going to SOB

Gillion goes to check Chip’s pulse point out of habit and Chip knows exactly what he’s doing but doesn’t have the mind to stop him bc it’s a familiar motion to him too, and he’s in the middle of processing it all too. And then Gillion’s grip tightens and he looks up at Chip with big eyes and they both have the final moment of oh shit this is real. And they just hug and fall to the floor holding each other and crying and Jay comes to join the hug. After a moment, Queen joins the hug too and while Gryphon isn’t the hugging type, he does stand close by and keeps a watch for anything dangerous while everyone breaks down

I’m normalllllll

[sparkbugs]

My liveblog reaction post for JRWI Riptide 114! :3 SPOILERS AHEAD if that wasn’t obvious.

I completely forgot. About the bastion/stronghold. IF THEY LEAVE THE SHIP THEY LOSE THE TELEPORTER.

Haha! Ha. Wowie this is extremely stressful to start a session Jesus Christ. Pls get good perception AGGG. The laughter but it’s so stress LMAOOO AAAA

If anyone dies this episode! Haha.

How is this all 10 mins into the episode it’s just a terrible chase scene I am so. Aughhh

THANK GOD TBEY GOT TO THE DOCKS. BUT IS THE SHIP OKAY. if the ship fucking denigrates they lose their teleporter man they need that to get home if anything haha! Aggghghsh

The fucking. Fish shoes. Also PORTABLE HOLE LMAOOO

Gryffon :( my boy protect the ship my guy ily

Godddd because of the title I’m so fucking sure there’s stuff about Jay’s family here. I’m so sure there’s lots of things here but it’s so not safe.

Darkness lets gooo… oh.. that audio… ohhhhggg ahhdnjs oh goddddd

“Hello..?” *unimaginable horror response in a roar*

HOW HAS IT ONLY BEEN 25 MINS THERE ARE UNIMAGINABLE HORRORS THIS IS TERRIFYING

Portable holeeeee that’s a smart play, but that’s terrifying to think bout the helmet

“GUYS YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS” “what is it gill?” “Stairs!” “… that’s a ladder gill-“ I love them so much

More unimaginable horror sounds! Oh boy! This is. It’s been 30 fucking minutes.

Oh yucky.. skin… Jesus.. oh noooogghdjhdns

ITS GONE?!?!? WHERE THE FUCK DID IT GO.

THIS IS NOT THE FUCKING TIME TO BE ARGUINGGGG AAAAGGGG

I hate this so fucking much actually

The bit shoes.. Charlie please

We have made it 40 mins in let’s goooo haha. Ha!

A GLHYPHHJDHHSHS JAY NO WHAT HEY. FIREEE????? 37 POINTS HOLYYYY FUCKKKKK

HAHSJFHSJAIDJSUHWKS CREATURES THEYRE HERE AND THEYRE ANGRY

Haha it’s all fine now. Also the fucking bones aren’t real??? What. HAHAHAHAJGSIW UH OH BIZLY PLEASSEE

LMAOOO HAHAGGGSHDA THE PARANOIA IS SO FUCKING REAL

HAHSHSHSHA THE FUCKING MICROCHIPS IN THE WATER NOO STOP FUCKIN WITH GILL LMAO

Almost an hour in!! Woooooo! No ones dead thank fucking god

Thank god Chip please make sure no one dies thank u skelly man <3

Floor threeeee baybeee surely nothing happens here. :)

There’s someone waiting for themmmmm hahaha

“Jay can you do me a flavor right now?”

AHAHSHSHSHA WHATTTT WDYMMMM EVERYTHING GULLIOKFNXUSHSO GILLION NOOOOOO WHAT THE FUCKSHAIABA also the last quote being Gillion’s last words man. Yikes

Where is my boy where is my boy where is my boy. IS THAT HIS FUCKING SKIN

ITS HIS FUCKING SKINH IM SO MOT OKAY WHWRE IS MY BOY WHEFE IS HE. GIVE HIM BACK THEY JUST GOT HIM VACK

Haha. I’m fine :) I’m gonna ignore that for now haha cause why. Would that be an issue :)

I’m so worried about him actually. Bring him back

THEY WERE FUCKING EXPERIMENTING ON THE ICHOR. I KNEW IT BUT GOD THE CONFIRMATION IS. UGHHHGHDJSK yea this is such a navy thing to do. Yuck

Oh my god they didn’t see what skin the trition in the ground was. What if that was Edyn. Oh I’m so unwell.

GODDD THEYRE USING THE LEVIATHAN AND THE FUCKING ICHOR AS A SUPER WEAPON. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE NAVY.

NOT EVEN HALFWAY THROUGH THE EPISODE YET WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK

Chip is so me I would totally. Grab bone pieces. EWWWW WHY MORE SKIN GROSS HOW MANY PEOPLE DID THEY FUCKING KILL

DEATHWARD SAVED THIS MAN PLEASE STAY MY GUY I LOVE YOU. this man is being crucified.. oh my god,,

Holy shit.. Kuba kenta :o is that u bitch

ITS HIMMMM HOLYYYY SHITTYTTT HAHSHSHSHAHA he’s such a bastard but also such a good villain… godddddd he’s just a fluffy guy :3

Mmmmmm machineeeeee

Giving me The Core from Amphibia vibes. This is fucking TERRIFYING. I MEAN I WAS RIGHT HERE CAUSE GILLION WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. PLEASE. GILLION WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT. WHY DID YOU SIT IN THE CHAIR

WHWIDUDISHWJDJEIEJAIWHDIRJE GILLION. WHAT THE FUCK. Oh

Oh my god. 0 initiative. Oh my god Gillion please

“I would like to touch myself… and say- there’s more wait” PLEASEEE CHARLIEEE LMAOOOO

AWAAA RUN GILLION RUNNNNNN

“Oh my god, Gillion’s not fast.” HES RUNNING FOR HIS LIFE RIGHT NOW SO MAYBE HE IS??

It’s totally him right. YEA it’s Gilly :) why hasn’t he told them about Kuba Kenta.

Aughhhhghhfjskb CONDI?!??? LMAOOOO

Why. Are you. I. I despise them so much.

FIREWALL AUGHHGH NOT AGAIN

“CHEEBO” the rest of chips skin is fucking burnt off Jesus Christ

.. oh fuck. There’s more people going in????? It better not be the rest of the crew. INVISIBLITY WENT DOWN IGHDHDHSJS

Bones… gill I’m so sorry man :(

CHIP STOP BEING LIKE THAT YOU LOVE THEM. You love them. They you’re besties.

NATURAL 1 BUT IGS A FUCKING 23 WHAT THE HELLLLLL

Aughhhhhhhh paijnnnm pleaseeee surely nothing goes wrong mannnn what the hell

… conch shell time haha uh oh surelyyyy this will be fine

Jay my beloved <3 you got this girl

AAAA Grandma Ferin… SHES FUCKING CRAZY HOLY SHIT. Vault… time.. oh no. Woahhhh wonder. If that’s the true prophecy in there

CONDI DEAFENED AUGSJHSJGA WHATTT NO BRING HIM BACK OH FUCK

Haha they’re trapping themselves in this room. Uh oh.

OH. GILLION. OH NO. OH NOOO WHAT. HELLO. HEY. Uh oh. Hey. WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKK WHAT IS GOING ON

WHERE IS MY FISH MAN WHERE IS HE WHERE IS HE

THE HORRORS ARE THERE THE HORRORS. THATS WBY HE DIDNT TELL ABLUT KUBA KENTA OH MY GOD

…

The sword. Thank god.

PELASEEEE DONT LET ANY OF TJEM DIE OM GONIFNIBSJA GILLIONS GOING GO SAVE HIS FRIEND HES FOINF AS FAST AS HE VAN

JAY PLEASE GO HELP PLEASE FUCKKKK ING HELL

Ichor creature. Godddddd

I don’t even have words this is just combat that’s terrible and I hate it

Aughhdhxhsishdjsn man. People have been so right about how this episode is Bad bad. Like. Wow.

2 and half hours in. Pain and suffering. Please don’t let Chip die again. Charlie did really fucking good playing his doppelgänger without breaking that’s insane.

Gillion’s yelling at each other would be so much funnier if it wasn’t. A life or death situation

CHARLIE SALUTING IM SO UPSET PLEASSESS LET THEM LIVE

YEAHAHAHAHDHDHS GET HIS ASS JAY

HAHA HEY.

HOW ARE THEY TYING IM GONNA CRYYYY

HE WCJDJDSHS HE DID IT HE FUCKING DID IT OM GONAN THROW UP OHHHHGG MU GOD

GILLIONS STUFF FUCKKKKING WAITAAGGG

HAHAHDHSGWGE KUBA KENTA MENTION.

Oh. He’s. Opening. Kubas cage. Gillion. Hey.

Haha they have to go back UP?!? Well. Riptide pirates, it was nice knowing you.

Chip. Can’t be healed I am so upset. Also I feel like the creatures are just going to escape. And Kuba Kenta is going to be Right There.

Dopplegilly you bitch ass mother fucker give my boy back his stuff

WHDIXHSIDHS THEY PUT HIM IN THE HOLE??? Well. I mean. Go off

I hope they don’t fucking fall into the lava. Like seriously after all that.

Well. Gillion. Please let this man get his stuff. WALL OF WATER THANK GODDDD

How is there a half hour left.

HE HAS MISTY STEP. CHARLIE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

I am so. AUEGUESHS THE LIFE DEBT OF DOPPELGILLY GOINF BACK INTK THE HOLE PLEASE LMAOOOO WHAT IS THIS

Please get out of here please just get the ship off the island oh my god

So much murderrr please go n get them and get out im so ahdichdiebz

oh . The fucking. Turrets. LMFAO COUNTER SPELL THE FUCKING ASS TURRETS JDDIDBKS

THE FUCKCONF DECK IM GONNA LOSE IT PLEASE. DONT LET HIM DO THAT PLEASE

WHY NOT JUST FUCKING THROW THE DECK OF CARDS UP. WHY. I’m gonna.

THE IDIOT CARD. OH MY GODDD HAHAHDJDHAUA 3 INTELLIGENCE IM SOGONGNDHSBA

THE VOID. LMAOOOO HES FUCKING GONE THANK GOD. Anyways the TURRETS.

THEY FUCKING DID IT LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO

Well. That was. An episode. Well. I can see why everyone was freaking out about it LMAO THEYRE ALIVE THOUGH LETS GOOOO RIPTIDE PIRATES

[s0lar-ch3ri]

spoilers for ep 107 but im a writer guys

Gillion had expected to have his head hurt a bit when a fountain was thrown at him. What he didn't expect was (from Chip's description) the same void Chip was in when fully petrified. The same darkness Chip felt coursing through his veins from La Alma's boss. The same kind of room as the world of the Pearl, or even the mirror he was in about an hour or so ago.

Jay had expected Gillion to be able to take a small hit. After all, he had a plan, and when it came to fighting, he was a tank for being hit. What she didn't expect was her invisibility spell to be used on a now dead target. Jay's eyes widened, being the only one who was in on Gillion's plan, as she heard the crunch of bones and triton blood too sticky to have been faked by magic illusions. No my friends, this was real. Gillion Tidestrider had died...for a bit.

That was until a special figure appeared in the sky. Those tiefling horns and ever so fancy outfit pissed Chip off so badly. What did that man want now? He just lost his friend for good, was about to be captured and put into enemy hands, and now him? Chip didn't even need anything more to know this was Niklaus Hendrix.

"Well, you Riptide Pirates seem to have quite big adventures." Niklaus had landed and was standing by the rubble. He stood inspecting it. "Yep, he's really died. I didn't think he'd be that easily knocked over, but I guess one of you 3 got lucky." The 3 creatures seemed tense at his sudden arrival.

The chaingel (Chip came up with it himself, so clever) spoke up quickly after the comment. "And who might you be? A child of God too?" (Chip will never get over that he got bible baited).

"Ah, the name's Niklaus, or the Wish Doctor. Desire Daddy works too," he winked at Chip for that one (The fuck kind of fruity tension did these two devolpe? Jay will not understand men's allure to her stinky bastard co-captain). "And I am here because of a special deal I have with the Chosen One here."

"Chosen One?" the minotaur called out (Chip was daming it to hell for what he's done to Gillion).

"He didn't yell out his titles at you? Well, that's a first." He talked, still smirking as he picked up Gillion's body from the rubble.

"What are you going to do to G- our captain, LA-LA?" Queen called out. As Chip looked behind him, Gryffon was getting ready to blast the fucker to bits (that's how he would have said, Chip just knows it).

"Calm down Queen, all of you. Consider this a free favor from me, as a gift for doing what I've asked, and because I still have a plan for you 3." As they all watched, Gillion seemed to have a small glow to him (Jay swore she saw him get remoisted) and soon enough, he was coughing for air.

"Owie."

[razberrypuck]

JRWI EP 100 LIVEBLOG UNDER THE CUT FOR EXTRA SPOILER PROTECTION

"the journey begins, for the 100th time" "you bet your tiddies it does" JWJFJEJTJH

ohh they're having a good time something's gonna go horribly wrong

earl bbeg real

wetma gills

"words hard. me tired. me drunk." jay I love you jsjfjejf

enza gonna help jay make a new body for alphonze 👀

drey disconnected w/the group?

"the longer you're down there, the more it twists you" ohh that's not good. instantly worried about arlin.

"if arlin's still down there, it's because it couldn't." "that man had a big ol' heart, even that giant body couldn't fit it." DREYYYYYY

"Sometimes I think I should dive in there alone. But I know I'm not strong enough without them" CHIP. CHIP YOURE GONNA KILL ME.

chip and drey are gonna KILL me augh

"we're gonna go down there, and we're gonna bust him out. whatever happens happens. we'll survive. we always do." RRGHHDHHDG

AW GILLION JSHFJJEJGJFJF

"sometimes its good to be bad jay give me the word" LMAOOOOO

GILLION SOUNDS LIKE HES GONNA START CRYING BRO JSHFJDJ

QUEEN KSHFJDJDUW

WOOO DOWNTIME❗️❗️❗️

HES MAILING CASPIAN'S PRESENTS!!!!!!!!

"happy birdday! you can nae nae, but now you can... ;)" JSJFJDJG GILL

" 'Well, for you...' he gets lost in your eyes for a second" JWJFJSJGJEJJTJ

NAT 20 ON RIZZING RIZZ RIZZ

"EVERYONE now has cannons and healing potions except for ME!!!!!!!!" gill in his spoiled brat arc

NEW TITLE GILLION TIDESTRIDER RIZZ REVEREND

"We are so, so unbelievably wanted" "they WANT us"

TWO CANNONS AND ONE BALLISTA HELL YES????

ohh I love enza

forgot abt cliff hangar

IS HE RIZZING UP CLIFF???????

"To know the books, you need to have read the books, where the FUCK are the books, Jay???????"

GILL TRYING TO RIZZ UP CLIFF NOW

HES PLAYING ALONG??? JAY TRIED TO GIVE HIM THE GOLD AND HE STOPPED HER??????????

"A world that's turned it's back / it's seas be turned to black / the black sea is all that's left / history be put to rest / the survivors will rewrite it / fight on, fight on until united / hope our wrongs be righted / flee the black sea at last / free from it at last

why are gill and chip so down to flirt with people today jsjfjsjd

CAPTAIN FIVE O' CLOCK SHADOW JSIFJDJJF

CAPTAIN HENDRIX. TIEFLING. REGAL BUT RELAXED. IF THIS MFER ISNT NIKLAUS HES GOTTA BE RELATED TO HIM RIGHT

FINN TIDESTRIDER FINN TIDESTRIDER FINN TIDESTRIDER

the island of frozen roses ooh

ohhhh he just wrote about their journeys. ik its like obvious but that means so much to be actually.

OHHHHHHH OLLIES ROOM OH MY GODDDDDDD

OH FUCK OFF HES GIVING HIM ARLIN'S COIN OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

BIZLY YOURE GOING TO KILL ME IM GOING TO DIE BIZLY THIS IS SO NICE

"even when you are old and decrepit, you will always be our small boy, who we keep on the ship, and in our hearts" thank you gill

chip don't grill her about this now godddd.

CAPTAIN SHADOWBEARD IS OLLIES DAD

bellamy. oh bellamy. im so sorry.

captain shadowbeard was the last pirate lord that went missing ohhh my god. it was a year ago. and when ollie went missing months later. oh my god this poor woman.

"You guys are gonna get attacked tonight" grizz ik you're joking but I don't fucking trust you at all

ALPHOZE ALPHONZE ALPHONZE

DANGER INCOMING???

THEY JUST LEFT THE ISLAND

KIRA I LOVE YOU BUT NO

JAY YOURE GONNA BOARD THEIR SHIP????

THERE HE IS. FUCK OFF JAYSON GO AWAY GO AWAY GO AWAY

Gillion what are you planning 👀

"jay who did you see" "oh just my father and kira you know" "oh"

THE SWORD IS IN HIS FUCKING CHEST STILL LMAOOOOOOOOOOO

DREY PANICKING LMAO

FUCK OFF JAYSON FUCK OFF JAYSON FUCK OFF JAYSON FUCK OFF JAYSON FUCK OFF JAYSON

YOOOOOOOOOO GILLION CLUTCH??????

GILLION CLUTCH GILLION CLUTCH

JAYSON YOU CHEATING BASTARD

HELLO PIXEL ART THIS IS SO COOL?????????

CHIP DONT LEAVE THEM????

DONT FUCKING LAUGH LIKE THAT GRIZZ

gillion less clutch than expected.........

alphonze is gonna die again bro they JUST got him back! AND the boat!

Gillion absorb elements pog

QUEEN JSHFJDJFJFH LOVE YOU

thank you alphonze we love you alphonze <3

USING THE WHALEBONE SWORD TO CAST SPELLS ON JAYSON????

jayson I hate you smile

TRAP HIM IN THE FUCKING MIRROR JAY GET HIS ASS

GET HIS ASS JAY GET HIS ASS

"You could be found innocent, by the way" "not for what I'm about to do :)"

MOTHER MOON JSJFJDJ

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT GILL ISNT SCARED OF JAYSON ANYMORE❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️

GILLION CLUTCH ONCE AGAIN

MOTHEFUCKER HAS LEGENDARY ACTIONS I FORGOT

HE STOLE JAY'S BRAND BRO

"DAMN looks like you're as good a shot as you are a PARENT" "your quips only seal your fate" "damn, were you already burning?" gillion tidestrider I love you

"Your fighting is meaningless, for your gods have fallen" HELLO JAYSON WHAT DOES THAT MEAN???? IM NOT MOVING ON FROM THIS DID THE ARTIFICIAL LEVIATHAN PLAN WORK??????? ARE YOU JUST PSYCHING GILL OUT?????????????

YOOOOO GRYFFON MVP FOURTH CAPTAIN

"If they miss, I will roll to hit gillion"

CANNON #1 HITS JAYSON FUCK YES QUEEN!!!!!!!!!!!

EARL FUCKING WHIFS IT

gets harpooned in the ass and stabbed further in the chest sjfjeh

gill is so fucking funny engaging w/jayson lmao

"she's a BIRD are you PROUD OF HER YET? she has WINGS and they're COOLER THAN YOURS and they generate more LIFT" gill hyping up jay to her dad my beloved

makes eye contact with a fucking wizard. drops disguise and said "aight you handle these monkeys I got shit to do"

isn't the whole crew on the ship? or does grizz just mean on top deck

gryffon I love you

RETURN OF 5 FT GILL

HOLY SHIT?????? 10 FT TALL THUNDER GOD GILLION

YOU MOTHEFUCKER???????

NAT 20 DEX SAVE FROM GILLION HOLY SHIT HE DESERVES THIS❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️ GILLION ON THAT KING SHIT TODAY

ANOTHER SHIP????

MARSHALL JOHN THE GRANDBERRY PIRATES MY FUCKING BELOVED

"IF YOU KILLED MY GODS HOW IS MARSHALL JOHN RIGHT HERE?!"

PROPHETIC SCREW UP STRIKES ONCE AGAIN

CASPIAAAAAAN

"YO IS THIS GUY FUCKING BOTHERING YOU?!" LOVE YOU LIZZIE

"I can deal with that later. But right now, you're attacking my friends. And I can tell you have no intention to spare them. So I'll give you the same treatment back. So you're gonna attack me, or...I'm gonna take you down." JAY JAY JAY JAY JAY JAYYYYYY

APPLY HUNTERS MARK BY PUNCHING HIM IN HIS UGLY ASS FUCKING FACE GET HIS ASS GET HIS ASS GET HIS ASS

"I thought you said next time you saw me, I wouldn't be your daughter anymore." "Now that I've seen how much you've changed, I mean it" go fuck yourself jayson <3

GRYFFON WAIT GRYFFON ARE YOU OKAY GRYFFON IF YOU DIE I WILL LOSE MY MIND

GILLION HEAL YOURSELF FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

GRIZZ IF YOU FUCKING KILL GILL AGAIN ISTG

GILLION HEAL YOURSELF

"if Jay's still fighting, I am too."

"Nice try, but Ollie's mom was way more pissed 😎"

lizzie??? did you??? did you actually kill ava or are you surprised???

GILL GOING CRAZY WITH THE NAT 20s

"It's okay I can dodge it!" the mentality of the episode

JSJFJSJF HE ABANDONS SHIP WITH THE WIZARD HES TAKING THE WIZARD HES A FRIEND

I fully believe lizzie didn't kill ava actually. don't believe jayson at all fuck this guy

If Gryffon is dead. If Gryffon is dead.

GILLION. GILLION ASKING JAY IF SHE CAN DO THIS. GILLION SUPPORTING JAY THIS WHOLE EP. RRRRIVHFGR IM GONNA DIE

gillion: just let me know where you need me. And I'll be there.

jay: right now you're right where you need to be. thank you.

gillion: aye aye, captain.

MARSHALL JOHN SOLOS

john and gill immediately going bro mode jsjfjsj

don't make me feel bad for jayson. I won't do it. piece of shit.

GILLION. IF YOU DIE.

GOES DOWN PROTECTING JAY GILLION YOURE GONNA KILL ME.

THE NAVY HAS GRYFFON

THANK YOU JAY THANK YOU JAY THANK YOU JAY

"You keep saying that people took me away from you. No one took me away from you, dad. You haven't had me for a long time. You lost me. You lost me in the lies, the training, your obsession with your work, it was all you cared about. Things change, dad. After ava died, you weren't there. You weren't there for me or for mom. And when I tell you we hurt, we struggled, I say we hurt and struggled so goddamn much. And I'm sure you did too, but you made it so goddamn clear where your priorities lied with the family. And in my grieving, you were the only one who wasn't there. Jayson Ferin, you are someone I've known my entire life. You've known me longer than I can remember, and maybe I've made decisions that you don't agree with, but they are my decisions, and I would've hoped that in the years you've known me, that you would give me even a modicum of trust, a modicum of what I saw in you my entire goddamn childhood. And now, you stand here in front of me again, you're making the same mistakes... You don't get to just take me back, you need to earn it. And the way it stands, you're on a fast track to lose both me, and your wife. You are the strongest man I've ever known but you are a fucking pathetic father. So come on. Go ahead, finish it, do your fucking job, if that's where your priorities still lay, as they always have."

persuasion with advantage and dm inspiration. so deserved holy shit jay. i am. speechless.

"For the first time in my life, since I became a pirate, I was able to feel free."

get the fuck OUT of here jayson go AWAY

jayson I'd ask why you don't fucking ask may yourself but I don't want you anywhere near her :)

thank fucking god hes gone.

"that's my boy right there, that's my BOY, I'm on your ass, I'm like glue on something that glues on" "this is the beginning of something, this is the beginning of a whirlwind of whoopass on kira I'm telling you now" bizly has the right idea get the panda man back

gill still didn't get the whalebone sword back ✌️😔

[clovercow8228]

gillion and chip as hadestown!orpheus and eurydice

ok so i was listening to hadestown again because i love it dearly and i am still desperately trying to cope with ep 101 and i was like haha. chip and gillion as orpheus and eurydice. because yknow in the context of the actual myth you could compare it to the whole feywild arc and whatnot.

but then i listened to it more (more than halfway through the first song) and i realized it’s way better (worse) if you have it the other way around with chip as hadestown eurydice and gillion as hadestown orpheus. (there’s another way to read it too but we’ll get to that because it’s a bit more convoluted since. well it’s basically a game theory atp)

i’m going through this song by song because i have never felt happiness or peace ever

Road to Hell: ok so ignoring the gods for now. road to hell does eurydice a little dirty so for this song it’s just orpheus i’m talking about, but hermes describes him as a muse’s son and touched by the gods themselves. ok cool whatever so what Any Way the Wind Blows: “eurydice was a hungry young girl / a runaway from everywhere she’d ever been”? like yeah ok sure cool (side note? “ain’t nobody gonna stick around when the dark clouds roll” and  for chip, mr. constantly both afraid his crew will stay and will leave anytime something bad happens and who literally lost his family in the hole in the sea? silly.) plus for orpheus, “and this poor boy wore his heart on his sleeve / you might say he was naive to the ways of the world / but he had a way with words”. that’s my boy right there

Come Home with Me: most of this is just very funny (”oh, a liar and a player too?”) but “why would i become his wife?” “because he’ll make you feel alive” kinda got me a little tbh. and there’s also the ongoing theme of orpheus working on something to fix the balance of the world, which he can do because he’s touched by the gods.

Livin’ it Up on Top: most of this i’ll talk about when i talk about the gods because woo boy that should be a post of its own with how much psychological damage it caused me. but “there was a girl who had always run away / you might say it was in spite of herself / that this young girl decided to stay” for chip?

All I’ve Ever Known: yeahhhhhhhh nothing real metaphorical about this one. fnc shippers come get yalls juice ig idk that’s really all for that one

A Gathering Storm: title aside, the whole thing is eurydice being concerned about the practical way they will survive the winter while orpheus works on his song to make the world right again.

When the Chips are Down: hand to god i did not think about that pun until now. but yeah this whole song really sold it for me. “help yourself (to hell with the rest), even the one who loves you best / take if you can (give if you must), ain’t nobody but yourself to trust / aim for the heart (shoot to kill), if you don’t do it then the other one will” are interesting enough to think about with chip because basically his whole thing is not turning out like that but there are still some times (mainly early on) that he gets a little closer to those ideas. finally, “cast your eyes to heaven / you get a knife in the back”. put your life in the hands of anything but yourself and you get fucked over.

Wait for Me intro: alright one god i can pitch right now. hermes with the “so, just how far would you go for her? you got a ticket? yeah, i didn’t think so. course there is another way, but nah, i ain’t supposed to say.” being as mean as possible rn? hermes as niklaus would work as absolutely unfortunate as that is. which also makes the “ain’t no compass, brother, ain’t no map” line in the actual song even funnier since it’s hermes describing how to get to the underworld to save eurydice.

Wait for Me: the fates hit orpheus with the self doubt and worry that essentially he’s not the chosen one, part one. don’t really need to explain that one

Way Down Hadestown (Reprise): now hear me out on this. because hades’ whole bit is deals for people’s souls. eurydice signs a deal to give him her soul in exchange for not starving to death, and this song is her realizing what that really means and trying to defend it. which i will admit, makes it seem like it would work for niklaus too. but we’ll come back to that

If it’s True: “is this how the world is? to be beaten and betrayed and then be told that nothing changes?” now this one got me a little, between gillion’s ‘my last sin’ speech and what he said to jay in the block.

Intro to Wait for Me (Reprise): “it’s a trap?” “it’s a trial.” hermes explaining to orpheus and eurydice the conditions of them being allowed to leave. at the end of the day, according to hermes, their success rides on whether they trust each other and themselves. arguably the most recurring theme of riptide.

Doubt Comes In: orpheus doubting that he actually has the power to bring her back, thinking he has been tricked or is too weak to do it. in gillion’s own mind, his fatal flaw is not knowing if he believes he can be the chosen one or protect his friends. and for orpheus, he couldn’t.

a good amount of the songs are missing because i haven’t talked about hades and persephone yet. they’re. a separate issue

[intertexts]

ok you asked about my sad fish boy i hope u know how much of a mistake that is. holy shit. dude jrwi is so fucking good. if u need a new dnd podcast may i please recommend jrwi..theyre pirates. ohhh my god theyre pirates .

so. uhm. fish boy. his name is gillion tidestrider (champion of the undersea, hero of the deep, etc etc about a billion more titles that he just keeps aquiring as the campaign goes on) and hes a paladin with ohhhhh so much of a hero complex. oh my god. dude. hes so . everything to me . (played by charlie slimecicle btw. that guy is so fucking good at balancing silly goofy moments with heartwrenching voice acting. in one of the most recent episodes he is literally. hanging from a hook through his hands missing chunks of skin on 1hp literally only alive because he happened to cast death ward on himself. and hes wearing those goddamn trout fish sandals that u see on facebook ads or whatever.)

uhm. so. holy shit. where do i even start. he is the chosen one of a prophecy that says its his duty to one day choose who will survive between the undersea (triton, underwater creatures, where he grew up) and the oversea (basically. land.) and the other will be destroyed. so when he was very young (i want to say maybe like..5 or 6? i dont remember im actually searching for that info rn for the thing im writing) he was taken away from his family to begin training with the Elders (basically the. rulers of the undersea) . my boy he was raised to be a weapon. he was raised to be a tool (<< real canon words out of his own mouth). my favorite little child soldier. he wore armor that was too big for him and carried swords that were taller than he was. he was raised to put protecting others over his own safety so he rushes out into danger without even thinking about how it might affect him. he is so passively suicidal and ready to sacrifice himself at any minor inconvenience that when this information is eventually put in front of him his response is "what? no, thats what im Supposed to do." a very important phrase for him in early episodes was "whats one more burden?"

also he has a pet frogtopus (frog + octopus) her name is pretzel and she rides around in a little orb on his belt and also on his shoulders sometimes. i love her

(<- official art. shes so perfect in every way)

I THINK I MIGHT BE RUNNING OUT OF SPACE SOON BUT HE ALSO HAS AN OLDER SISTER AND SHES EVERYTHING TO ME OHMYGOD . her name is Edyn and shes so. uaghghhh if i think about her for too long i start crying. im writing a fic from her pov as we speak. she was the only one who would visit him during his training as a kid she was his best friend she wanted to protect him but she was also just a kid so she couldnt do anything but try her best to comfort him. shes the one who gave him pretzel. ohhh my god. i lvoe you edyn tidestrider youre everything to me. giving you a freshly written unedited at all snippet from the fic im writing because it describes how i feel about their dynamic so much better than i could possibly type out in a tumblr ask::::

uhnmmm what else. im so insane about the tidestrider siblings forever. do not get me wrong the other PCs in this campaign are also excellent and i love them (Jay is the daughter of a navy captain who defected to join a pirate crew to figure out what caused the death of her older sister. Chip is. oh boy. orphan who was taken in by a pirate crew when he was 7. pirate crew in question was swallowed by some sort of magic force that corrupted literally a fourth of the globe. but he somehow survived and is now trying to find out if his old family is still alive. jay and chip are like adopted siblings to me. chip and gillion had to roll a performance check for a kiss one time and they both got nat 20s and its all gone downhill from there for them. i love jay and chip dearly but something abojt gillion just scratches a very specific itch in my brain i love him so much and its only partially because hes a fish and im the fish guy.) ALSO I FORGOT TO MENTION GILLION IS CANONICALLY ASEXUAL and this is a fact that actually has come up within canon and is not just a word of god twitter mention fact. no. my boy is actively asexual and it makes me soooooo happy forever.

uh. sorry for the wall of text. infodump over. im forever crying abojt pirates and fish people . thank u i love u

OUSUGHFGHFJHH................... I LIKE UR FISH BOY MAC. IM A BIG FAN OF UR FISH BOY. i heard paladin with a hero complex & it was immediately a direct hit thats so... ouuhgh. child soldier character type of guy makes me go bonkers!!!! this whole paragraph is like five critical hits in a row... im so curious now.... also ive seen SO much art for these guys jay also looks so cool? her art is always so compelling 2 me... anyway OUHG. i'm currently working my way through friends at the table twilight mirage (meticulously crafted post-utopian cyberpunk/science fiction about mechs and gods and mech gods and more specifically Dead mech gods & living in their husks & humanity & nonhumanity & empire, etc) + tryna catch up on critrole but... hgghhbh. we'll see. we'll see what happens...

[quek-a-sketch]

Sun Champion Chip AU

Aka the lost champion

So! This au is exactly what the title is, Chip is the chosen one of the Sun Goddess! I made this au before watching the Fey Arc so I was so happy when the flame tattoos and powers became canon /lh

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... except neither he nor do most of the world know it. Not until he steps Into the sun temple in Liquidus and bursts into flame.

At first he screams, he should have known he'd burst into flames, he's committed many sins as far back as he can remember there was no way he could confess them ALL.

Then he notices that it doesn't burn.

He can't feel it, despite being engulfed in flames, but instead of blistering hot unbearable pain that should come from it... He just feels warm, on the inside kind of a feeling of being home or a tight embrace.

He's still freaking out, which is pretty understandable considering he is on fire.

The room is boiling hot and Jay nor Gil can see Chip, at least not properly, he's hazy like when you try to look at something far away on a blistering hot day but the very heat beating down makes it appear fuzzy and like a mirage.

Gil, being robbed of any moisture in the air or his skin for that matter, collapses. Jay holds him up, putting his arm over her shoulders as she slowly, carefully... achingly makes her way over to the still panicking Chip

That's when she sees he's not.. he's not just on fire. No it's like- his hair the edges of it are flame and his eyes... His eyes are glowing this intense yellow-white and his scars glow golden and those cracks of gold seem to expand around his body. His tattoos aswell, she couldn't see the blue of the water anymore, instead flames curled where water once flowed, for a moment she couldn't tell if they were real flames or just the tattoo changing.

Steam came off his skin, his tears of panic evaporated immediately off his skin that was almost... Glowing with divine heat. Jay still reached out a hand and grabbed chips shoulder, wincing at the burn she already felt forming, she shook him back out of his panic.

His eyes cleared of the yellow- white crackling light right as Jay collapsed from the heat of the room.

Safe to say there's a lot to be explained, and a few elders come to the temple that day to meet Chip, and tell him about his lost prophecy.

Ill make a whole post on it later but! Chips prophecy was an extension to Gillion's original one. A retelling of the story where instead of a chosen one who is strong and can slay evil and who will chose between the two sisters creations-

Chips prophecy is about forgiveness, in a way. He is the olive branch from the Sun Goddess to both apologise and settle their dispute, his whole point is to be flawed and to meet the original chosen ones and befriend them.

To show that both the land and sea are necessary to the world and both creations are precious, he is meant to represent the sisters reuniting... Now obviously that goes against the wants of a Lot of people, mainly those higher up or stuck in the old way. I mean the champion (gillion) was born already why replace one prophecy with another? Why give up an excuse to ostracize and distance each other even more.

So, when chip was born on a small island with some elders or higher ups of the sun temple present and his parents, who knew their child would be the chosen one, the island was raided by a mix of both sun and moon goddess devotees who believed this newer prophecy to be false, or more accurately a threat to their livelihoods.

No one was spared in the slaughter, but he wouldn't be the chosen one without some divine intervention now would he?

A trades boat that usually comes to the island once a week comes the day after the slaughter, horrified he orders his crew to look for any survivor or to find out who or why the island was attacked. He heads toward the crumbling temple, it's in complete ruins. As soon as he enters he hears a baby crying, and finds Chip lying in a closed drawer wrapped in blankets, god he was barely a month old-

Trying to soothe the screaming baby the tradesman tried thinking up a name to call him. Spotting the remnants of, what he didn't know was a mural of Chips prophecy, he saw letters sewn about the floor in the ruins.

C-H-I-P

Well fuck it it'll be a good a name as any!

He takes Chip aboard and drops him off at an orphanage before being on his way.

The few who knew about the new champion had died on that island, or believed the newborn to have died on the island along with everyone else. No one expected the skinny, frail looking street kid who would later beg to be let onto a ship with the Black Rose Pirates, was the missing chosen one. The one who was born on land and loves the sea-

The one who pulls the moon Goddess' champion out of the ocean with a grin.

Chip

(CHAMPION)

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Sorry if this au seems really dumb! I still really love it though so feel free to drop me an ask about it!

[obitv]

hiii other jrwi and genshin fan & i fucking loove jrwi genshin here r my thoughts :)

jay - anemo bow - self explanatory, gets a gun in burst

chip- pyro sword - can use dual swords, just have one be different than other. burst probably shoots a canon or smthn

gillion - electro claymore - burst reliant character that focuses on shielding other characters at cost of health

dakota- pyro catalyst - very hard to get out from the heizou vibe but there r so many types of martial arts so i feel like it can b different enough

vyncent - hydro polearm?? - changes between stances like childe - man i do not know his weapon but polearm seems fun

william - cryo catalyst - similar life suck mechanic to hu tao or xiao

AWESOME AWESOMEAWESOME i was also thinling anemo for jay!! i wasnt sure if i was on the right track there since i dont know much abt the lore implications of anemo but im glad u agree. i think shed be a charged shot fiend like ganyu to match the sureshot title ^_^ has a marking mechanic similar to childe that gives her bonus dmg on her ult (my version of hunters mark) and her ult is similar to dilucs in that it is a massive fucking bird like her zephyr strike. noo clue what her skill would be though

chip gave me sooo much trouble i think.god. riptide spoilers ahead i guess but his skill could turn his single sword to dual blades where one is entirely pyro similar to the blades he gets from rufus? i cant fully remember how they work though. mechanically its either be a set duration like xingqius rainswords or it could be a stance change like childe.burst i have absolutely nothing but i thought also about giving him a skill similar to rosarias that lets him teleport behind opponents since a) kaeya has teleportation bc of his abyss connections, chip has connections to the black sea, kinda similar there i think it would be a neat parallel, b) chip goes behind people fucking CONSTANTLY a large ampunt of his attacks are him attacking from the front then flipping over them to get their back too and c) literally in the mnm oneshot his power was teleportation. though i suppose that could just be in his na string like kaeya and still be cool

gillion electro IS SO COOL... i had him hydro since like its His Thing but i cant remember anythingg about the reasonings for electro visions so i wasnt sure if i could go for it. thank you also for reminding me the word claymore i can never remember it either. i had his skill down as similar to shinobus too (with elements of barbaras so it reduces incoming dmg too) but with a burst more like .. raidens skill? provides a damage buff to the active character along with dealing damage maybe and his healing would scale off attack

dakota i have said enough about but i really do think pyro catalyst maryial artist could be cool if i like. knew enough about heizous kit to make them different enough

vyncent i am at a LOSS for. most of my vision knowledge is about cryo and i know he isnt that. i had him as sword just because its the shortest range and the closest to a dagger?? stance change to archer is a must but i do also wanthim to be able to change to claymore? and even catalyst? but i cant mechanically come up with ANYTHING. maybe he just has unlimited stance changes with like. a 5 sec cooldown between shifts? that deals some dmg every time he shifts just automatically. i would like his ranger/archer form to have an infusion to make them similar to yoimiya because i think that would be cool but such is life. his burst would be different dependimg on what stance hes in when he casts it, sometimes its healimg sometimes its a buff field sometimes its pure dmg, etc

william cryo catalyst FOR REAL. a lifesteal mechanic is so fucking sick i didnt think of that before. i thought about him a lot i def think his wisp form would be his ult. his skill would be some sort of construct (ie ghostshaping) similar to something like albedo or zhomglis that deals damage and debuffs enemies while hes off field and then comes out for his burst. i think a life drain like xiaos would be coolest, he def does a lot of charged atks during his ult so incread atk speed is in there too + resistence to interruption and maybe even a shield?? like yanfeis c4

[jrwi-transgender-swag]

Submissions I Found Funny

enjoy a screenshot collection of various submissions that mad me laugh

as a transgender gillion enjoyer i have to say youve got a point there

a friend of mine (@sapphofinch) who submitted gillion with all of his titles (atleast all of them to the point theyve watched up to)

that same friend submitting pretzel with this being the only reason

all 3 alastyr submissions saying that he cooks his own hrt and does at home top surgery

an ashe submitter who made me realize her name is LITERALLY SPELT "A-SHE"

ollie being submitted twice, and both times for being transfem? not smth ive ever thought about, but i dont hate it

someone who just??? straight up submitted the goddess of the moon?????

real and true

ROBOT !

my beloved goopy guy being the final submission 💪💪💪

[starboy-acer]

"outlaw, traitor, exile" (chapter one)

(this is longer than most because this is a full fic on ao3!! please go check it out there if you prefer to read there! but if you prefer to read here and want to keep track of the chapters, follow the outlaw traitor exile tag!)

Captain Black was infamous on the seas of Mana. He was one of the newest and youngest Pirate Lords and everyone knew of his name. They knew his ship and the black sails that cast a shadow over any ship that he approached. They didn't know his face. They didn't know his real name. All the people of Mana knew were his title and the fear that he struck into their hearts.

Admiral Jay Ferin, daughter of the revered Jayson Ferin, was known by everyone in the oversea. She was known to be a lot more empathetic than her family. She cared for people. She didn't want to be feared. All she wanted was to make a change in the world. After getting reprimanded for the millionth time by her father for showing empathy for "criminals" who were just fighting for their freedom, she was sent to the sea and tasked with hunting down Captain Black.

Gillion Tidestrider, "Champion of the Undersea, Hero of the Deep", was exiled from the only place he knew. Since then, he's done nothing but get in trouble with not only the navy but pirates too. One night, he stumbles onto a large ship after escaping a fleet of Navy ships. Only to be met by Captain Black's shadowed face and his glowing smile.

"What do we have here?"

Captain Chip Black paces around the short blue man who washed up on his ship, his hand on the hilt of his sheathed sword. His long red coat dragged behind him and his matching hat tipped down at the perfect angle to cover his eyes. Gillion glanced at his hand on his sword, then at his lack of a shirt. His eyes traced over the flame-like tattoos across his chest as they swirled and spiraled. In the dark, it almost looked like they moved. Maybe they did, Gillion couldn't tell.

"Hello there! I am Gillion Tidestrider! Champion of the Undersea, Hero of the Deep. Sorry about the... intrusion. I'm just passing through. You know how it is." Gillion rambled on. Usually, when he jumped on a ship, he was attacked right away by either the Navy or pirates. The fact that this man was simply circling him like a shark scared him a little.

The man chuckled slightly. He stopped in front of Gillion. "I know who you are." He said with darkness in his tone. His voice was like shadows; it was dark, slow, and seemed to creep up on you and send shivers down your back.

"Oh?" Gillion questioned and laughed nervously. "Well, I don't know who you are. I am curious about how you know me but I guess that being a Champion gets you that kind of recognition!"

Suddenly, Gillion was pinned to the ground with a sword to his throat. He had no idea how or when this happened. Chip had managed to, without a sound and as quick as lightning, push the heavily armored triton to the ground. Chip knew who Gillion was. He knew what Gillion had been up to since he had been exiled. He knew that Gillion had somehow sunk plenty of ships of pirates that he knew and plenty of ships that he was seeking out. Gillion had somehow caused a rift in some of Chip's plans against the Navy. However, Gillion had absolutely zero clue that he had caused as much destruction as he had. He just thought it was bad luck that the ships kept sinking after he showed up and was attacked by them. 

"You're the damn fish that's been sinking ships all over Mana." Chip's hat had fallen off in the altercation and now Gillion could see his full face. Gillion could now see his stubble that framed his mouth with shockingly white teeth along with his brown eyes that were now scowling at him. "Do you even know what you've done? All the plans that went to shit because of you? All the pirates that I recruited to my cause that lost their ships because of you?"

Gillion just stared at him, his eyes wide. "Uh. No. No, I didn't. Wait, what cause? Who are you?" Gillion was always moist, but now he felt like he was sweating. He had absolutely no clue how that worked, but it did. Chip looked at him in shock. Was this guy really that stupid? He had no clue what he had done. Was he lying? Did this fish not recognize Chip's ship or his sails? Chip leans up, still straddling Gillion so that he couldn't stand up. His arms drop to his sides and he squints at the fish man under him while a million questions run through his mind. Gillion just laid there like a rock. He, for once, had nothing to say. He didn't know what was going on.

"You really have no clue, do ya?"

Gillion nods and slightly shrugs as he replies, "I have no clue like most of the time." Chip scoffs to hide a laugh. Deciding that Gillion wasn't a threat, he stands. Chip puts his hat back on, but places it high enough where his face can be shown. Gillion stands up and brushes himself off.

Chip puts his sword away and crosses his arms, his entire figure lit up by the moon. Gillion took note of the swirling tattoos on his arms. They were definitely moving, no doubt about it. Chip noticed that Gillion was staring, hard. Chip walked up to Gillion and leaned down to look in his eyes. A light pink spread across the triton's face as he felt Chip's breath in his face. "What're ya starin' at?" Chip smiled.

"Your tattoos. They look like they're moving." Gillion stated as he took a step back. Chip looked down at the tattoos that flowed like water but were the color of fire. "Yeah, they're movin'."

"How?"

"You have an awful lot of questions."

"Yes. Now answer them."

"And if I don't?"

Gillion's jaw dropped and he looked in disbelief. This man was really testing his patience. "I, Gillion Tidestrider, will sink your ship!" He decided to declare.

Chip's eyebrow raised and he looked Gillion up and down. This was a 5'8 fish against a 5'10 pirate lord. Chip could not picture a timeline where Gillion would win this fight, and because of this, he did one of the stupidest things he had done thus far.

"Fight me then. The loser has to answer all the questions that the winner has." Chip smirked and Gillion's eyes lit up. If there was one thing that he was good at, it was battle. Gillion picked up his sword from the ground and then took off the glass bowl that he had at his side and set it to the side. "Pretzel, stay right there and watch, okay?"

"Pretzel?" Chip questioned while stretching.

"Win and I'll tell you who she is." Gillion took his battle stance.

Battered and bruised, Gillion stood over Chip. He pushed Chip's chin with the tip of his sword so that Chip was looking up at him. Gillion's lips turned up in a smile. "Still got it." He said triumphantly. He then pointed over to the glass bowl with the pink frogtopus spinning around and chirping happily. "That's Pretzel. My best friend and companion!" Gillion picks her up with his free hand and she squirms to rest on his shoulder.

Chip scoffed and pushed the sword out of his face. He stood up and brushed off the back of his coat. "I thought the loser answered the questions."

"Yes, that was the deal. I was just being nice." The fish man smiled and sheathed his sword. He was all bloodied and was breathing heavily, but he still kept a naturally positive aura about him. All Chip could think about was how useful this man would be as a part of his crew. He's strong and he's positive enough to boost morale on low days. It wasn't often that Chip got beat on his ship, but that fish somehow did it. That fish man, Gillion Tidestrider, beat Captain Black on his own ship and is still smiling. Frankly, Chip was amazed. He refused to show it, however, as he stood and adjusted his clothing. He gestured over to the starboard side of the deck where a square crate sat. Chip sat down on one side of it and Gillion sat on the other. Chip opened up the crate, pulled a dark green bottle out of it, and uncorked it as he took a swig. He closed the crate and set the bottle on top of it as it acted as a table between them.

"So, fish guy, what do ya wanna know?" Chip asked as he took another swig of the bottle. He offered it to Gillion, but he refused and looked up at the sky, pondering his questions.

"What is your name?"

Chip looked over at Gillion. He was almost baffled before he remembered earlier when Gillion very clearly had no clue who he was. "I'm Captain Black. My real name's Chip."

"Captain Black?" Gillion questioned. He had heard the name before, but he can't seem to remember where he heard it from (failed history check, obviously). Chip shook his head and chuckled quietly. It was almost refreshing to meet someone who had no clue who he was, but he found it funny nonetheless.

"Captain Chip Black. The lone survivor of the tragedy that struck the Black Rose pirates 'round a decade ago. Ring any bells?" Chip looked over at Gillion, still confused. "Youngest pirate lord in Mana at only nineteen years old? Seriously, that doesn't set off any alarms in your undersea mind?"

Gillion thought about it as hard as he possibly could. He looked to Pretzel and she chirped something at him that Chip couldn't understand. "You're right, Pretzel! That's where I heard that name last!" Gillion looked back over and Chip. "I've only heard your name on some of the ships we've come across. The last time I heard it was on a big Navy ship!"

Chip coughed as he fully turned his body to Gillion. "A big Navy ship? Please, do tell!"

"This big guy I had seen in the undersea right before my ex- I mean, before I left for my adventure! Yeah, that's what I mean. Anyway, big guy with orange hair and some other lady I had never seen before, also orange hair, were talking about you. Big guy seemed pretty angry at her. All I heard was 'YOU'RE NOT COMING BACK UNTIL YOU HAVE BLACK'S HEAD ON A STICK WITH YOU!'" Gillion stood and deepened his voice to imitate the voice of the man he was discussing. "But then these guys came up to us and tried to capture us, but Gillion Tidestrider refuses to be a prisoner! You can't imprison the champion of the undersea, after all. We managed to get off that ship before the big guy saw us. Few days later, we end up here!"

Chip's jaw seemed like it had hit the deck by the time Gillion had sat back down. Before he could come to any conclusions on who those people were, Chip had to ask some follow-up questions. "Wait, these orange-haired people, did you catch their names? Ranks? Last names? Any information about them?"

"I thought I was supposed to be asking the questions!"

"LISTEN, MAN," Chip yelled, maybe a bit too loudly. He collected himself and took a deep breath. "You can ask more questions in a second, but this is important. I need you to answer me. Do you have any information on who those people were?"

Gillion thought back to his surroundings on the ship. He remembered seeing a plaque beside the door to the room those people were in, but he was having a hard time remembering what it said. "There was a plaque next to the door. It said... Ad- Admiral? Admiral something..." Pretzel chirped up and then flapped her tentacles like wings. Chip didn't understand what she said, but he definitely knew what those motions were. His face went cold. "Ah, that's right! Admiral Ferin! And there was a bird engraved under it. The big guy also had a pin with this bird on it. Good eye, Pretzel!" Gillion stuck his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of fish to feed to Pretzel.

"Oh. My. God." Chip stood up and laughed as he ran his hand through his hair. Gillion felt his face slightly heat up at the sight of it, but he shook it off. "Hah! Admiral Ferin! THE Ferins are sending someone after ME!" Chip turned and crouched down to Gillion and squeezed his face. "You gorgeous fish, you! You just gave me SO MUCH information." 

Chip stood upright again. To other pirates, having the legendary Ferins after you might seem scary. To Captain Black, it was nothing but good news. He's spent the past ten years trying to be the best pirate in Mana. He's been working his hardest to live up to the hype that came with the Black Rose pirates. He wanted nothing more than to make the late Arlin James, his mentor and almost-father figure, proud. Chip wanted to be not only a legendary pirate but a helpful one. His infamy comes from the liberation he's spread along his way. He's freed hundreds of people and handfuls of towns from the grasp of the Navy as they've encroached on neutral- and even outlaw- land lately. He saw the beginnings of tyranny bloom and decided to try and stomp it out before it bore fruit. Having the Ferins say his name, to have the Ferins hunt him down? That was his opportunity. This only proved to him that what he was doing was right. This proved to him that he was on the right path.

"I'm a little lost here," Gillion spoke up, snapping Chip out of his trance. "What is happening?"

"Gillion Tidestrider, do I have a story for you!" Chip smiled as he looked back over to Gillion. His smile then fell as he looked out to the dark horizon. "Oh, fuck."

Gillion stood up and looked in the same direction with a quizzical look on his face. "What? What do you see?"

Chip then quickly put his hat back on and rushed to the door to the below-deck cabins to gather his small crew of ex-Navy turned to his cause. "JOHN, GET THE CREW AND GET UP." Gillion could hear some mumbling before Chip started yelling again "IF THIS IS WHAT I THINK IT IS, THEN WE NEED TO BE READY TO EITHER FIGHT OR GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE."

"Chip, what can I do? What is happening?" Gillion asked with his hand on his sword as about five men came out from below deck. The first of them was a big, burly man with a tattered Navy uniform and what seemed to be tribal tattoos across his arms. The man looked at Gillion and then at Chip.

"Who is this, Captain?" He asked, his voice deep and gruff.

Chip looks at Gillion and back at the man then back at Gillion. "Gillion Tidestrider, meet my first mate, Marshall John. He's ex-Navy, lookin' to make a change in the world. John, this is Gillion. He washed up on the ship and beat my ass in a one-on-one then told me about how the Ferins are after me now, so he's stuck with us for now. Now, John, get the crew ready." Chip pulled out a spyglass and looked out to the distance as he spoke. "It looks like she's alone, so we're not gonna run just yet, but be ready to hoist the sails as soon as I say the word."

Marshall John nods and runs to direct the rest of the crew as Chip walks to the edge of the starboard. Gillion follows. "What is going on?! I'm so lost."

"Gillion," Chip gestures for Gillion to stand beside him and hands him the spyglass before pointing out in the distance. Gillion holds the spyglass up to his eye and Chip moves it to where he's pointing. "See that ship? Does that look familiar to you?"

Gillion took a second to look over the ship before spotting the Jolly Roger that was flying high. It was none other than the Navy's flag. He then caught a glimpse of orange before Chip took the spyglass from him. "Navy ships."

"Bingo." Chip just stared out at the ship as it got closer.

As it got closer, Gillion could clearly spot more orange. Then, he saw a face. Then, a shiver ran down his spine as bright blue eyes pierced his soul, even though they weren't looking at him directly. He looked at Chip, who had a cocky, bright smile across his face.

"Gillion Tidestrider, you're about to meet my very best friend," Chip said, sarcasm dripping from his tone.

"And who would that be?" Gillion asked, still clueless as to who this was.

"None other than the youngest Navy admiral and youngest of the most ruthless Navy lineage." He waved as the only other crew member on the Navy ship put down the anchor as the ship was now within range of Chip's. He cupped his hands around his mouth to project his voice farther.

"Jay Ferin! Good to see you, sureshot!"

[nyxthedragon225]

6 and 15 for the ao3 asks?

6. Favorite title you used

Okay so this one's probably a tie between three. We have:

which is a very sad bitb fic i made before the finale. I'm partial to this one just because it's one of the few that isn't a song lyric lmao. It's also the last line of the fic which I though was very clever :]

The there's:

Which is a polypd fluffy cuddling fic with a title from Winnie The Pooh. I just think this one is sweet :]

And finally what is possibly my favorite fic I've ever written:

which is a 5+1 Grandberry Pirates fic centered around Lizzie learning to trust her crew

15. What WIP are you taking into next year with you?

Pretty much all of them lol. I have a few in particular I'm excited for, like a bitb aftermath fic that is so far sitting around 5k words (which is a lot for me) and a riptide superhero au i've been working on for about a year since I read Tommyinnit's Clinic For Supervillians. Also a fic where Gillion goes feral during a meltdown and accidentally hurts Chip and Jay, as well as a polypd vigilante au fic based heavily on some mha fics my friend keeps recommending to me. Some snippets for these below the cut 👀

Bitb aftermath fic (Working title: 60 Days)

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Day one.

Shit.

Everything went to hell so fast.

Kian fucking exploded. Rand went insane. Rolan found out he was a bug.

Rand didn't know what to do anymore.

She just wanted to play D&D with her highschool boyfriends.

He sighed as he stared into the darkness of Mr Dickman’s survival bunker.

Seemed pretty empty to be there all alone. Not that he had much of a choice.

Shit.

She closed the door with a slam and slid down to the floor, running a hand down her face. He reached up to flick the light on with his shotgun.

He looked around at the room.

“Well,” She muttered to Racheal, who had been hovering behind him for the walk over. “Time to make this place… livable.”

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Riptide superhero au (no working title)

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Someone kicked down the door.

Chip was left staring at a short person with shoulder-length green hair, black armor, and a giant sword.

To reiterate: What the fuck?

“I AM TIDESTRIDER, HERO OF THE DEEP, AND I COMMAND YOU TO STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AT ONCE!” the Hero proclaimed loudly. They (He? She? No, best to go with ‘they’) waited a beat then stepped forward. The action shook Chip out of its trance and forced it back to the real world, which, unfortunately for Chip, - also known as the villian Houlding - meant hanging upside down in a museum getting caught stealing a magical artifact by a superhero brandishing a giant fucking sword at it.

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Feral Gillion Fic (working title: I'm Terrified Of What's Inside)

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The Champion stared deep into the blue eyes of the redhead with the bow, growling and pinning her against the wall. She held her hands out in a placating gesture, speaking in some foriegn, dry sounding language. The Champion narrowed her eyes, almost insulted. As if they were going to fall for the fake surrender. That was one of the first tricks he was taught to defend against in his training.

He felt something touch his shoulder suddenly and he jerked away, raking a clawed hand against the abdomen of the redhead and growling. They turned around to see the scrawny boy, looking terrified and betrayed.

The Champion bared her many rows of shark-like teeth. Easy prey.

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polypd vigilante fic (Title: None Of Them Were Saviors)

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Okay. So they both knew his face and name, he’d apparently stayed the night, and the heroes didn't want him anymore. His breaths were coming out shakily and ragged, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. Wraith reached up and ran a hand through her hair and she whimpered, melting into the touch even as she struggled to breath.

“Dakota, look at me, please,” Wraith said gently. He was so different from how he was in fights, it almost threw Dakota off. When she didn't look up to Wraith, Variant gently placed a hand under her chin and guided her head upwards.

He could pull away at any time. They all knew he could. They all knew he wouldn't, couldn't. She needed this.

She needed them.

[eepyghost]

hey look at that, j wrote something after half a month ?? here's this prompt but a 4+1 of Yearning.

TITLE: lips on an open wound WORD COUNT: 6.1k DESCRIPTION: 4 times chip thought about kissing gillion tidestrider, and 1 time he actually did, and meant it. CW: near character death, description of scars, blood, nightmares, gillion's childhood trauma, self-hate (also from gillion), nothing is episode-specific, light spoilers for ep 100 (not really but i thought i'd mention it) DEPTHS OF NATARUS IS CONTINUING SOON I PROMISE.

i. 

The beast howled. 

Flung its claws forward with one swooping, smooth movement. 

Chip thinks of Gillion Tidestrider when his body hits the forest floor, blood seeping through the torn fabric of his shirt.

God. If this was how he died, he’d die knowing nothing but the edge of adventure. An almost. He’d almost been a real pirate. He’d almost had a full, proper crew, more than just the older, redheaded girl that he’d managed to rope into what could’ve been an adventure.

And the triton. He couldn’t forget about the triton. Gillion Tidestrider - a strangely fitting name for an even stranger man.

He remembered having to practically beg Jay to let him keep the triton on board - as if the ship wasn’t his, as if he wasn’t the goddamn captain. It had taken a few days for Gillion to even gain the courage to utter a word to the two, and even then, his sentences were short and very matter-of-fact, like every question he was asked was a portion of an interrogation. Chip thanked every God he could remember the names of that Jay knew enough Primordial to bridge the language gap between them. 

The weeks went by, Zero came and went like a lingering memory, and Loffinlot arrived in a moment of rescue, with forests full of horrors. To Chip, the gap between him and the triton felt like it kept closing more and more as the days went by. Something about sleeping beside a person, stuck together, with nothing but the open sea surrounding you. Stuck in your own thoughts, your own endless list of unanswered questions.

He’s pretty sure that was his downfall, that day in the forest. He’d been too stuck in his own head when the beast in the woods had struck him. To his credit, the majority of his supplies had washed away with the remnants of a blown-apart ship, and for the sake of his own ego, he’d stick with that excuse.

Gillion fought with valor, as if fighting was all he truly knew how to do, all he was truly meant to do. Each swing of his sword was purposeful and certain, each movement looking so perfectly choreographed. Magic seeped from his very being, pouring from every piece of his flesh, commanding the lightning and the skies to his bidding. Chip wouldn’t ever admit it out loud, but it was somehow majestic, watching from afar. Each of his own movements felt a little more clumsy in comparison. 

Maybe he’d been too self conscious to focus on dodging the creature’s swinging claws. He couldn’t know. But the beast’s claw managed to reach for him - the weak link - and grab him with a set of claws.

The three claws hooked into his stomach, tearing him open horizontally from one side of his ribs to the other. As they hooked over his skin, he was flung backward, his shirt staining green as he skidded aross the open grass and thumped into the trunk of a tree a few dozen feet away. The pain quickly comes after, deep and hot and hammering through him with every thump of his overworked heart. Hot blood stuck the white fabric of his shirt to his trembling body. Each movement flared his abdomen with white-hot pain.

He was going to die, and he hadn’t even lived yet.

Chip couldn’t register himself crying. The sounds of his own yelps were nothing in comparison to the rumbling growls of his assailant. He pressed weak and shaking hands to his torso, trying desperately to stop the gush of blood but only succeeding in painting his hands a bright, arterial red.

The voices of Jay and Gillion yelling are distant.

He hadn’t even lived yet. He’s so goddamn young, the adventure hadn’t started yet, he hadn’t had enough of a chance-

Chip’s eyes began drifting closed. He remembered hearing something about how drowning victims were the calmest right before they died, feeling like they were drifting asleep after fighting for so long. 

He’s woken by cold hands on either side of his face, tugging his chin upward. The feeling is quickly followed by the most pleasant, calming coolness that seeps through his burning stomach. When his eyes snap open, his gaze is met by that of Gillion Tidestrider, panting with his sword planted on his hip.

The pain begins to cease.

Hurriedly, Chip looked down at his torso, and to his awe, he watched the open gash begin to close, as if the skin was sewing itself back up with an invisible needle and thread. The blood he lost began to seep back into his body, leaving behind only the dried bloodstains on his hands and his shirt. Throughout it all, Gillion’s hands remained on Chip’s face, his attention never wavering. His brow was furrowed in the same deeply-rooted concentration that Chip watched him house in the midst of battle. 

The wound was gone, but Gillion did not let go.

“The…what about….”

“I took the finishing blow to the beast,” Gillion replied, piecing together words into a sentence far quicker than Chip could. “Are you alright?”

“I-”

Their closeness became rapidly apparent to Chip. As Gillion panted, Chip could feel the heat of every exhale pool over his own collarbones, over his face. They were close enough for Chip to trace the flecks of green in Gillion’s otherwise bright blue eyes, the darkness of his slitted pupils, the parting of his lips.

Suddenly he’s staring too much, too long-

Gillion turns over his shoulder as Jay runs forward towards them, tripping over her own feet as she did. 

“I’ve healed him!” Gillion called to her just as she knelt beside Chip, promptly socking him in the shoulder.

“Jesus, fuck - ow!” Chip recoiled and sat up. His stomach still throbbed with remnants of lingering magic.

Jay grabbed Chip’s wrist, yanking him to his feet, punching him one more time. “You’re a fucking idiot, dude, are you serious? What the hell was that?”

“Not my fault that thing had fucking lightning reflexes!” Chip rubbed at his wounded shoulder. 

“You’re damn lucky Gillion was there to help-”

“You knew he could do that?” Chip balked at the both of them. “Was I the only dumbass? Don’t answer that.” He snapped at Jay, who raised her hands in quiet defeat.

Gillion stood up, dusting the grass from his pants and adjusting the sword that hung from his belt.

“Healing is something every Champion should know how to do, Chip,” he replied. “You saved my life once before, it is only right that I return the favor.”

The feeling still lingered, and Chip didn’t know if it was the remaining magic coursing through him, or the feeling of Gillion’s hands on his jaw. He didn’t ponder it much longer, for the sake of his own sanity.

The thought stayed in the back of his head. A triton with parted lips.

ii.

Chip wakes to the ship’s softened rocking, the distant sounds of waves lapping at the side of the boat, and the all-too-obvious barrel sitting empty at the end of the room. In the dark, he pulled himself from the sheets and let the coolness of the floor on his bare feet wake him. Chip scrubbed his eyes, waiting for them to adjust to the darkness. The distant sound of shuffling rang from the upstairs deck.

Shit.

Gillion was usually one to stay up past his shift ending. In the thick and cold darkness of the ocean-laden night, the triton usually preferred to stay awake, deep in his training. The sounds of grunting and swords clashing into metal often acted as a ceremonial ring-in for the morning. It was a wonder Gillion ever had any energy.

But that night, the shuffling from upstairs was not followed by the swinging of a sword, the gentle thrum of magic, not even an audible breath. Shuffling, almost sounding like pacing, then nothing. Just ominous stillness.

With a dagger in one hand and a lantern in the other, Chip hurried to the deck.

The worst parts of his subconscious expected to be faced with an attacker. Something was wrong with Gillion, he’d see the triton laying on the floor. He’d yell for Jay. The morning would begin early and in the most horrible fashion.

Instead, he found Gillion sitting beside the railing.

The triton was curled into himself. His limbs were knotted into a tight, trembling ball, with his head bowed in defeat to nobody. In the flickering light of the lantern, Chip could see every lock of kelly-green hair shake, like waves shifting to the hands of the wind, and for a second, he couldn’t move forward. He was paralyzed staring at the unfamiliar sight. A fallen God, a bowing wolf, a crumbled marble statue.

Gillion lifted his head.

Locks of his hair fell over his face in a curtain of seaweed-like shades. Even with his incessant shaking, the triton’s face was still and blank, aside from the two rivulets painting his face. Two steady streams of tears, lighting up iridescent in the lantern’s glow. Narrowed pupils, reddened waterlines, a trembling body, staring up at Chip with widened eyes, as if he’d been caught.

“Gil-?”

The moment of silent tension was shattered when Gillion moved to stand up. Chip hurried to push him back down, sitting beside him on the deck, cross-legged with the lantern in front of them. 

“Are you crying-?”

Gillion’s hands clenched into tight, shaken fists, nails digging hard into the skin of his palms. He took a slow, wet breath, and shook his head in a silent response. 

“If you had a bad night or something-”

“I am-” Gillion’s voice wasn’t the declaration it usually was. Like the rest of his body, every syllable was shaking, and he choked before he could get the final word out. A stifled sob stuttered through his lips before another word could get out. It sounded painful, as if an invisible hand was wrapped around Gillion’s throat, cutting off any of his body’s attempts to take in a lungful of air. Again, he squeezed his nails into his palms, hard, and took a breath.

“I am fine.”

For a long few seconds, Chip could say nothing. The tears were still streaming down Gillion’s face, but he made no move to wipe them away. It was as if he didn’t notice their presence at all. Perhaps he thought they blended with the natural moisture of his skin, just looking like two rivers of dew on his cheeks, dripping off his chin. His chest stuttered in more stifled, choked sobs, no noise escaping his mouth.

“Was it a nightmare?”

Gillion didn’t say a word. His eyes shut tight for a moment, but not a sound was shared between them. Chip stared at the flickering fire within the frosted glass of the lantern’s body. 

When he looked back, Gillion was staring at him, wordless and trembling. Hesitantly, Chip scooted a bit closer. His back leaned against the coolness of the railing, knees loosely pulled towards his chest. His shoulder pressed against Gillion’s own. The pressure made his heart thump in his throat, the coolness of another body beside him. Chip tilted his chin to the sky. The stars blinked back at him like an old friend.

“I, uh…” Chip closed his eyes for a long second. “I used to get ‘em a lot when I was younger.”

The blanket of “used to” felt comforting, somehow. Like he was no longer that scared child with a dagger at his belt. Like he hadn’t spent so many nights on board, replaying the same memories of fire and blood and sinking ships. How well can you truly comfort someone if you keep lying to yourself?

“I mean, I’m sure Jay does too, y’know? Not your fault. Sometimes you just have them.”

Gillion swallowed. “It is…childish of me.”

“Would it be childish if it was me having nightmares?”

Gillion paused. Mulled over the words.

“It is different,” the triton finally replied. 

“Different?”

“I have endured the trials I was born to endure,” Gillion said. The distant look in his eyes made his pupils look foggy, both with lingering tears and with a cold reminiscence. “I am the Chosen One, Chip. I was not born to be afraid.”

He spoke the word “afraid” with such visceral disgust, spitting out the word as if it tasted bitter on the back of his tongue. Chip let his hand drape between their bodies. His pinkie brushed against Gillion’s own, and he felt the chill of his skin jolt up his arm. 

Chip took a breath, watching the way it fogged in front of his lips.

“What did you dream about?”

Gillion didn’t say a word for a long few seconds. In the light of the lantern, the tears were still illuminated in pearlescent rivers down the triton’s face. 

“The memory is not important.”

“It’s important to me,” Chip said. “You’re important to me.”

It felt like a confession. A plea for mercy. A begging to be believed, and a level of truth he’d never been able to rip from his mouth until that dark night on the deck, with nothing but the stars to witness them. The closeness between their hands became rapidly apparent to the skittish Chip. His heartbeat seemed to pound in his ears.

“Whatever they said to you, back…there.” The Undersea. It stuck in the back of his throat. “Jay and I are never going to think less of you for a nightmare, you understand that? Whatever it is, we can help.”

“I do not need help.”

“Gil.”

There was quiet. Thick, clawing quiet. In a moment of bravery, Chip linked their pinkies together. 

The action seemed to wake the triton up, as he jumped in place. Chip scooted back. Shame burned in his chest as he began pulling his hand back.

“Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t-”

Wordlessly, Gillion grabbed Chip’s arm before he could move it back another inch. His long, teal fingers wrapped effortlessly around Chip’s wrist, like it was meant to be there. Like he was meant to be holding on to Chip, grounding him into place.

Slowly, yet certainly, Gillion pressed Chip’s open hand to his chest.

Underneath his awaiting palm, Chip could feel every thump of Gillion’s heart. A war drum between his ribs, a wild animal, hammering in a steady and certain rhythm. Chip went deathly quiet, feeling the way the quick hammer turned to a slow, steady pulse. As if Chip’s touch alone was enough to calm the anxious triton.

He stayed there far longer than he should have, his hand over Gillion’s chest. 

He imagined a younger Gillion.

Did you look something like me? He wanted to ask about it, but couldn’t find the proper words. If we’d met back then, do you think we would’ve been the same we are now? Maybe if we were on the same ship as kids, we would’ve stayed awake on the deck, staring up at the stars. When the nights were too heavy, the stars would light our way.

Maybe you would’ve loved the same constellations I did.

Slowly, Gillion let Chip’s wrist go, letting the young pirate pull his hand back to his own chest. The tingling of Gillion’s hand remained on Chip’s skin. 

“Do you, uh…” Chip balked. His throat felt dry. “We can go back inside, if you want to-?”

Gillion’s face was unreadable. He kept staring at Chip, as if there was something worth staring at.

“Would you stay with me if I remained out here for a while longer?”

“Yeah!” His enthusiasm felt like too much, so he quickly retracted, raising his knees to his chest a little more. “I mean, yeah, for sure.”

When he stared up at the stars, Gillion’s head drifted onto Chip’s shoulder, and for a second, Chip wondered if this was what it felt like to feel safe. 

Who’s the one recieving the comfort, young pirate? Who’s the one searching for safety? 

Who’s the one lying to themselves?

iii.

The mirror in front of Chip feels like it’s mocking him, daring him to look up at his own reflection. Both of them know exactly what he’d see. 

He stood in the bathroom of the inn they’d stayed at for the night. Door closed, shirt laying abandoned and bloody on the floor, one hand pressed over the cut just below his ribs. It bled steadily, painfully, but not bad enough to leave any lasting damage. It wasn’t the cut he was too anxious to look at. It was the scars.

Had Chip’s body been a painting, its canvas surface would have long been torn apart, a relic of the original artwork it used to be. Across his naked torso, his skin was bedecked with a multitude of angry, white and red slashes, ranging in their age and size. Thick patches of pink, stripes of white, lines of red, as if the color on his body had smudged in multiple places. There were pieces of his adorned flesh that Chip could appreciate. The scattering of freckles on his upper body and face, the uneven tan lines from years at sea, the tattoos that stretched over his chest. But the scars felt like impurities. He was stained with fate’s horrible ink, and he couldn’t scrub it off.

In the bathroom, Chip took his shaking hands and wet one of the towels in the sink, hissing through clenched teeth as he pressed it over his bleeding side. The dripping water turned pink and fell to the floor in raindrops.

The familiar knocking came from the other side of the door again.

Chip shook his head, as if Gillion could see him.

“I’m fine, Gil.”

“Jay is asking-”

“Tell Jay I’m fine!”

Chip’s voice cracked at the final syllable, and he silently chastised himself. With his free hand, he scrubbed at his eyes. The silence on the other side of the door made his stomach pang with white-hot guilt. He could still see the shadow under the door.

“You’re still there.”

Gillion took a breath. Chip imaginined him resting one hand on the hilt of his sword, tapping at the handle with an anxious fingertip.

“I am worried about you.”

“I’m fine.”

“You promised to never lie to me.”

This made Chip go quiet, for once. Remembering the feeling of a cold blade on his throat.

With his eyes downtrodden and his hand still clutching the towel to his bleeding side, Chip opened the door. 

Despite only being shirtless, the sensation of Gillion’s concerned gaze and the cool air against the skin of his torso made Chip feel naked. Instinctively, he wrapped his free arm around his stomach, letting his shoulders cave in a little. To the outside eye, to Gillion, he’d look more like a shaken and bleeding young boy than the captain the triton had grown so close with. When Chip felt a hand drift over towards his side, he jumped instinctively backward, shoulder-checking the wall behind him. Gillion yanked his hand back.

“I mean no harm-”

“I know.”

“You are hurt, Chip, if you let me see-”

“I’ve got it, dude, it’s okay - ‘s not even that bad.”

“You are shaking-”

“It’s worse than it looks.”

“Chip.”

Chip didn’t make eye contact. He couldn’t make eye contact. He was certain that if he did look up, if he saw the concerned haze in Gillion’s piercing, aquamarine eyes, then he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from crying, and he’d rather bleed himself dry than cry a single tear in front of his co-captains. In front of Gil.

“I can heal it,” Gillion said. Looking down, Chip could see him nearing closer, approaching as if Chip were a wild animal set to snap at any moment. “It is no burden to me. If you’ll allow me.”

Gillion, expectantly, held his hands forward, a silent question of consent, and Chip moved his shaking arms and dropped the bloody towel to the floor.

The triton made quick work of settling both his hands on Chip’s sides. The action felt oddly and painfully intimate, and Chip felt heat rise into his face, blocking him from even glancing down at the wound on his side coursing with magic. The excess blood soaked back into his body, the wound stitched itself closed, but even then, Gillion’s gentle and tender hands did not move. Instead, they began shifting across his chest. 

Silently, Gillion ran the pads of his fingers across the scars that lined Chip’s skin, as if he was following the pathways on a map. He recognized the patterns, the textures, the colors. Burn scars, spreading in pink and amber patches under his arm and beneath his pecs. Slashes of various degrees of jaggedness, length, and depth, some shining a brilliant crimson, others a faded white. He could recognize every weapon that created the marks, but he didn’t dare speak their names. He didn’t even dare speak a word. The silence was a thin pane of glass beneath the two of them.

Chip glanced away. His eyes, as Gillion could see them, once a brilliant and amber-toned brown, were touched with tears that the young pirate was trying desperately to conceal.

“I have them too,” Gillion spoke softly. “The scars. They are the marks of a warrior.”

Chip took a shaky breath. 

“They remind me of all the stupid shit I’ve done.”

Gillion breathed in. His finger brushed over the edges of a particularly deep scar over Chip’s ribs, feeling every indentation and movement of his muscles underneath the skin.

“And yet, you have survived it all,” the triton replied, not knowing if he was speaking to himself or to Chip more. “In spite of everything.”

Chip laughed. A dry, uncertain sound. “Not sure if that’s for the best.”

“Do not say that,” Gillion replied, rather sternly. “Had I not met you-”

I might have returned to a place that was no longer home, to arms that no longer wish to embrace me, to be a weapon still to be forged.

“...I am not certain where I would be.”

When Gillion glanced up, Chip’s watery brown eyes were gazing down at him, as if trying to read his intentions through his skin. It felt almost holy, being washed over in the beams of sunlight that often radiated off of the younger man. He looked so…lost. 

But what a colorless existance we would live in, Chip, if soldiers did not carry the stories of their victories written in red across their bodies.

iv.

“Just trust me for a sec.”

They stand in a dark, wooden dome. 

The place is lingering with an otherworldly sort of magic. Chip could feel it, floating through the air on invisible wings, brushing over his skin. The place appeared so small on the outside, but based solely on the echoes in the pitch black darkness, the interior was much larger. Chip found himself inching closer to the sounds of Jay and Gillion’s breathing. A habit. 

He’d told them this was a surprise. They didn’t need to know that he’d spent forty of his own gold on it. The look on their faces would be worth it.

“If something jumps at me, I’m gonna break your fucking nose,” Jay whispered in the dark. Chip laughed.

“Just stay still for one second!” Chip could sense Gillion’s hand on the handle of his sword, on edge, waiting, until-

All at once, the dark dome bloomed into mirthful light. The walls of the place vanished completely, creating a replica of a glorious, ever-extending valley. A golden sky glimmered overhead, with a slowly setting sun painting the clouds tints of pink and orange, as if the horizon had turned into an oil painting. Below it, a thick, grassy field, heavily bedecked with an assorted arrangement of different flowers. White daisies, sunflowers that tilted their smiling faces to the fading sunlight, dandelions beneath their feet, and what felt like hundreds more, stretched across the overgrown grass and created spots of color everywhere the eye could see. When he inhaled, Chip could smell the sweet, floral scent of dew-kissed grass and petals. 

Lord, were they out of place in such a colorful, youthful location. But Lord did it feel good.

Gillion’s hand didn’t move from the handle of the sword on his hip. Jay, on the other hand, looked only at Chip, mouth open and eyes gleaming with a sort of nostalgia.

“I thought they got rid of this place.”

All-Port called it See it To Believe! In exchange for an hourly fee, one could pay to visit a tangible, explorable replica of whatever location or time period the buyer desired. Forty gold had gotten the three of them into the valleys of Everton, one of the islands decorating the southern seas. Chip remembered passing by the place dozens of times as a kid, seeing the trees reach for him. Like they were beckoning him forward.

Arlin had always promised they’d stop there some day. He never had the chance to. But this, standing in the middle of it with his two co-captains, it felt like enough.

“‘Course they didn’t get rid of it,” Chip turned to Jay with a boyish grin. “It’s cheaper than travelling some hundred-fuckin’ miles with the whole family, isn’t it?”

Gillion, one hand still tight on his sword’s handle, glanced down at his feet. Overgrown, dew-painted grass grew up towards his shins, with small, budding daisies brushing against his skin. Curious, he reached down, brushing his thumb over one of the petals.

“Where have you taken me…?” 

Chip knelt beside Gillion. The grin on his face hit the light. 

“What, you’ve never seen a flower field?” he teased, nudging Gillion’s arm. 

Gillion stared, seemingly overwhelmed, lips slightly agape in the midst of his shock.

“I…had not known the Oversea had coral reefs as well.”

Chip couldn’t stop the lighthearted laugh from escaping him. “Yeah, man, something like that.” He plucked a daisy from the grass beneath them and held it out towards Gil’s face. “Smells pretty nice, too.”

He’s staring. Gil’s staring. Awestruck, grabbing the flower, gently breathing in the soft, sweet aroma. Suddenly, the triton’s face is spreading into the same giddy smile as Chip’s. 

“Your world must have been blessed by the Gods to create such a place.”

Jay knelt beside the two of them and lightly slapped Gillion’s shoulder. 

“You’re just gonna sit there and stare at one flower?” She said, yanking Chip to his feet with a childlike joy in her eyes. “There’s a whole field out there, dumbasses! Let’s go!”

They’re on their feet, and Chip is watching Jay and Gillion run through the overgrown grass, suddenly back to being two little kids without a shred of civility in their chests. They’re flying. Laughing. 

So Chip runs after them and sheds his fear like a second skin.

Gillion runs his hands through the grass, thumbing over each flower he could find with an incredible gentleness, as if he were frightened of possibly ruining them with a harsh touch. “This one?”

“Tulip,” Jay replied, “they grow in a bunch of colors.”

“And this?”

“Sunflower. The petals lean in the direction of the sunlight.”

“Is that true? Certainly they are influenced by magic-?”

“It’s how they survive.”

“But how do they know where to lean?”

Chip didn’t feel like he was properly in his own body anymore. His heart felt warm in his ribs, as if he’d swallowed the rays of sun that danced over the valley. Unconsciously, Chip held his hands together towards his chest. As if he could hold his heart down. As if it were a rabid animal to be controlled by his bare hands.

Because Gillion Tidestrider’s eyes were lit up in a way he’d never seen before.

The triton’s pupils were expanded so wide, they nearly drowned out the blue of his irises in deep, fascinated black. As Jay kept guiding his hands through the different flowers, letting him touch each collection of petals, his ears were wide on either side of his head. His lips were parted. His eyes were large.

He looked so strangely, strangely beautiful.

Chip’s brows furrowed a bit in the realization. His stomach ached. His body ached. The sun was hitting Gillion’s skin, turning him agate-teal, and Chip swears it’s the most beautiful color he’d ever seen.

“Chip?” Jay’s voice cut into his thoughts. She’s smiling like she knows. “It’s gorgeous, isn’t it?”

She means the flowers. The valley. This.

Stop thinking about it.

“Yeah,” he replies, his eyes crinkling upward as he smiles. “It’s beautiful.” 

v.

The sea reaches up. It takes its bleeding Champion into the depths again. 

No, no, NO-

Chip feels like he’s watching the ordeal in slow motion. He’s watching Gillion’s stomach bleed, slashed open by the Navy Sargeant’s blade. He’s watching Gillion fight back like there wasn’t blood pouring down his middle, down his legs, staining the deck beneath him. He’s watching Gillion force a wall of water to bend at his will, to fly the last few members of the attacking fleet backwards. He flies. He moves. He fights like it’s all he ever knew how to do, and Chip could do nothing but watch.

The brigade had come without warning. Perhaps they’d found out about Jayson Ferin, about Jay, about how the entire crew seemed a little bit stained with the crimson and gold of the Navy’s influence. They didn’t get answers. The three of them never got answers. 

But they’d been struck. Nearly two-dozen officers and sargeants against the three of them, just as the sun had begun setting into the horizon. A brigade. And, as he always did, Gillion put up one hell of a fight without his armor keeping him afloat. 

And Chip, hand pressed over his bloodied shoulder, did nothing but watch as the stabbed Gillion fell into the awaiting water.

Chip very nearly tripped over his own feet trying to get to the railing. The sea beneath the ship mocks him.

Chip hears himself screaming, but he does not feel it.

Jay yanks him backward before he could make it beneath the waves.

“Chip-”

“He’s fucking hurt! You saw it!”

“And you can’t swim!”

“But-”

“Chip, if you drown out there, I can’t fucking save you, you get that?”

“So you’re gonna let him bleed out?”

Chip remembered fighting Jayson Ferin.

Seeing Gillion on the ground. Seeing blood across the surface of the deck, like a permanent reminder of nearly losing his friend. He’d been so fixated on that spot, even after Gillion was standing again. Even after everything was over and the ash had settled. 

He’d fought so bravely. He always did. He always does.

He’s not gone.

“Gillion!” Chip screamed into the open sea, like anybody is going to respond to him. He watches the Navy’s ship float into the distance. He wants to burn it down.

Jay pulled her jacket over her head and abandoned it on the deck. She muttered a quick shit, shit, shit, before leaping off the edge of the ship and diving into the water beneath. Alone, Chip could do nothing but keep screaming. The triton’s name felt bittersweet on his tongue.

Gillion. It sounded like the waves lapping at the surface of the boat in a misty, summer morning. When the sun had not yet fully risen, and the sky was a distant shade of angelic orange.

Gillion. It sounded like poetry. A folk song passed down through generations, a story about good conquering evil.

Gillion. It sounded like just about everything Chip had left.

Jay resurfaces. When wet, her hair looked a much darker shade of red, like blood dripping down her scalp. She keeps swimming, but she can’t see under the depths.

Gillion.

Ten minutes turn to fifteen. Fifteen turn to twenty. Each minute passing feels like an hour. 

Chip can’t handle another moment of grief. Not yet. Not now. Gillion hadn’t met Arlin. He needed to meet Arlin. They’d barely found Finn, they’d just said goodbye to Ollie. God dammit, what was he going to tell Edyn?

Your brother is dead. He fought so hard, but every God he ever prayed to just decided that he wasn’t enough. He was nothing if not a fighter. A soldier. You couldn’t have chosen a better Champion.

Your brother is dead, and all I could do was watch.

Jay resurfaces. She’s crying.

Chip could not feel his own body.

I know I have kissed you before, Gillion Tidestrider, but I didn’t do it right.

Desire Island. He’d been much too stiff.

As Chip stared over the railing at the ominiously still water, down at his rippled reflection, he imagined traveling back to that little moment. Feeling Gillion’s cold but inviting hands on the back of his neck, pulling him in, looking at him like there was something artful looking back. Had he been given a second chance, he would’ve reached down, his grip matching Gillion’s and his touch lingering far longer than it had originally. He’d card his fingers through Gillion’s hair. He’d grip Gillion’s shoulders. He’d untie every bit of his soul for Gillion to see, if he’d asked for it. 

He would’ve kissed Gillion Tidestrider like he meant it. Like there would never be another chance. 

Just to let him know he was loved by someone that didn’t expect anything back.

A hand breaks the surface of the water, and Chip screams.

Jay’s crying still as she helps hoist Gillion onto the deck again. Shaking, she heals him with whatever small amount of energy she had left in her, and his bleary eyes turn a little clearer, slitted pupils searching through the dark like a frenzied animal. Terrified, Chip knelt beside him, hands wrapping around his shoulders and sitting him up against the railing. 

Their eyes meet. Gillion’s pupils widened a little more. He remembered how wide they’d looked at Desire Island.

“Gil-”

“Chip-”

“Holy shit-”

He doesn’t think. He never does. Chip just moves his hands from Gillion’s shoulders to cup his jaw, and suddenly, suddenly, he presses their lips together and lets the feeling of kissing Gillion Tidestrider drown him.

It is everything. He is everything. The pain in his shoulder doesn’t feel like it’s even there anymore, like Gillion is healing him from the inside out. Maybe every breath the triton was taking was him inhaling the pain from Chip’s body. 

He didn’t know. For once, he didn’t have to know. 

When the kiss ends - and it ends far too soon - Chip could feel Gillion’s lips chasing his own as he broke away. Their foreheads pressed together, the heat of both of their breaths combining into a small cloud of white mist against the cold air.

“I-”

“Do not apologize,” Gillion interrupted. “You fought valiantly. You always do. My failures are not any fault of yours.”

“Failures?” Chip couldn’t help the tear-stained laugh that came from his lips. “Gil, you never failed out there.”

“I frightened you.”

“You scared me because I love you.” It sounds so right saying it out loud. Something his nightmares had rehearsed for him, over and over, sounded so natural coming from his own mouth. These were words he was meant to be saying. A truth he was born to tell. He nearly covers it with a quick and so does Jay, but he doesn’t. He stops the words before they come, just lingering on the truth for a while.

“I thought…” His breaths are shaky. “I thought I’d lost one of the most important people in the world to me, out there. And I’d just stood there, like a fucking idiot, and watched you die-”

“You fought like a soldier,” Gillion said. 

“But-”

“Chip.” Gillion’s hands mirrored Chip’s own, cupping his jaw and silencing the young man. Finally, Chip is able to look the triton in the eye. There’s shifts of gold in the piercing blue of his irises. Softly, Gillion pulled one of Chip’s hands to press against his chest. The familiar thrum of Gillion’s heartbeat tapped at his palm.

“Had I known someone like you when I was young,” Gillion said, “I would have believed there was good, somewhere in the Oversea. Perhaps I would have known peace.”

Chip felt stuck on the feeling of Gillion’s hands on his jaw. He remembered how it felt being healed by the triton for the first time. The warmth of it all, the comfort, the need.

“You bring me that peace, Chip,” Gillion continued. “And for that, I can say that I love you just the same.”

He’d nearly forgotten Jay was behind them until he stood up with Gillion’s hand in his own, all to see her with her arms softly crossed across her chest and a knowing, coy smile on her face.

Chip’s face went pink. “What?”

“Oh, nothing. I’m happy for you,” she said. “Lizzie and Caspian just owe me a shit ton of gold."

I need someone to write a fic that’s in the 5+1 style where fish and chips just kisses in different setting and stuff

Oh shit IM a writer I could do that

[s0lar-ch3ri]

making this a series ig (spoilers, mostly minor, idk well just have to ROLL WITH IT AND SEE)

episode is starting from zero, episode 1 (quick note: i love how excited everyone is aty the beggining for this camoain, so heartwarming) "'for all you audio listeners your about to hear what a man catching on fire sounds like' 'and also a house catching on fire'" "so its like 3 belts? yeah" "this character sucks not enough belts" ok chip hasnt been described and hes already drawn blood "how much trouble does this woman have keeping her pants up holy shit" "anything that looks valueable, take it" "whats a barrel" instant love with this campaine from here "ill carry this" "ok" "but w h y" “this is the fastest I've ever committed arson in a campaign” "ok as soon as we light this ill let them know so they die an honorable death" "but the barrel is terrified of fire" "so this is a barrel" "lets blow up this popcicle place" hes trying guys "grab a barrel as well i need to study" "in you multitude of belts" when did i forget jay had so many and got bullied for it "i hope she didnt find any more belts in there" ok but whenever i hear marshal jon being described the dopamine just floods out "oh! that wasnt the bathroom!" "no it was not, it was the room where we got the explosives" "WHAT ARE YOU GRABBING THE EXPLOSIVES FOR" "to blow up your ship" bro i loved how gill interacted with people before what an idiot /pos "gill make a-dont make anything you told the truth" gotta love grizzly doing a save "and jay you go to kick this man in the back of the knee and you do you realise that his calf muscles are literally built like boulders" "i want to put my hand on his shoulder" and so it begins the convincing! yes gill go!! "hang on let me see that...big j" "JON, ITS YOUR CHOIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE" "as the door is blown off-" "did somebody fart?" ah yes gill you lit the explosive that makes people fart" "BACHOW!" please dont stop this man from making random noises its great "is your skin always wet or is it dry?" GRIZZ ASKING THE REAL QUESTIONS!! "you are to learn a lesson from the moisture master!" remember when gill made his title canon now, its 6 seconds to 20 minutes in "THOSE PIRATES!" man knowing him now its kinda strange to hear him hunting them down "i just occasonally grab people and im like 'you can be better'" cant believe gill went from telling people to be better to just immedately trying to solve their problems (like not even 2 episodes later if im remembering right) "excellent jay you are a fog frog" "im gonna steal somebody's hat then run out the door" jay stealing chips job now "im passing the barrel out the window" i remember when hed just be a problem for any stealth kind of movements "MY FRIEND SAID HE DOESNT WANT YOU TO HAVE AN ADVANTAGE" "there is still time" ITS STARTING WOW "you get the sense this guy cannot see very well" i forgot he had sight problems "YOU BLEW A HOLE IN OUR TOWER" "and you blew a hole in my heart" ACCIDENTAL FORESHADOWING AND A GREAT MOMENT FOR SHIPPERS?? HOW MUCH IS CHARLIE FEEDING US WITH GILLION TIDESTRIDER!?!!? (spoiler: a lot) "can i make a persuasion check?" "sure" if charlie never said this we would never have the future pirate jon, IF HE NEVER GOT A 16 THINK WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED "you cant tell if i cry a single tear or if im usually that moist" the fact that he is can make for an angsty hc that nobody really would notice gill crying "jon didnt make it" oh this better not be another accidental foreshadow "you see, a pink frogtupus" everyone being excited for the preztal reveal was also all of us huh dont lie! "i look like a big flounder" fanartists canon gill description /j "god damn it big j" friendly reminder that (from what ive seen) marshal jon is the only character gill gave a nickname, and he had met him like 20+ minutes ago "YA BOY GILL ABOUTA BE FRIED" "ima just grab them both and jump" ngl i cant put my finger on it but calmer gillion probs the chaos control thats needed because of him being feral "jon this is for you" *proceeds to get an 8* (would have been epic if he suceeded that charisma tho) "jon, the power is- eyeh" "i look over wistfully (?) 'but w h y?'"