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[v1nsmoke]

netflix i have questions

from One Piece Live Action, S01E06

[cheesesoda]

OH MY GOD. @v1nsmoke POOKIE I JUST FINISHED PRINCE AND IT WAS AMAZING!!! 🫶 ALL SANJI SIMPS SHOULD DEF READ IT!!

[agir1ukn0w]

@v1nsmoke oh hell yeah!!🤘🔥

I feel like I'm having some really weird deja vu...

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[weredragon]

My @op-secret-santa-2020 piece for @v1nsmokes; Robin wrapping presents! Sorry it’s so late, hope you had a happy holiday!

[jinbefanpage]

@sabocho saw ur post and it seemed like fun!

i wanna tag @searchfortheonepiece , @v1nsmokes , @m0draw and anyone who wants to really 

https://picrew.me/image_maker/257476

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kookiebones -> v1nsmokes

I've never heard of It (2017) I only watch anime :/

[tony-in-a-tin-can]

thanks @v1nsmokes for tagging me and guiding me when i over complicated stuff

this was highkey a lot of fun altho i wish i could lift only one eyebrow rip

https://picrew.me/image_maker/257476

tagging my most recents, which aren’t super recent but oh well: @fushibi, @justanotherblondie, @supergayotter @starsandsupernovae and anyone else who wants to try it

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one piece fans arent waiting for opla season 2 to see the story and action unfold in live action, they only want to watch taz skylar doing the mr prince scenes

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SANJI and ZEFF clip, One Piece Live Action, 2023

"it's called imagination, but yeah, i wouldn't expect you to understand"

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Taz Skylar as Blackleg Sanji, One Piece Live Action, 2023

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i feel like too much time and effort went into this one, i fear

[v1nsmoke]

that was so not sigma of you, wade (but at least dogpool is in good hands, no?)

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TAZ SKYLAR as BLACKLEG SANJI, One Piece Live Action, 2023

all photos taken from the final trailer

[v1nsmoke]

𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑨 𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑺𝑬… // 𝑪𝑶𝑾𝑩𝑶𝒀!𝑹𝑰𝑪𝑲 𝑮𝑹𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑺 𝑿 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

oneshot - western au rick grimes x fem!reader

tw: guns

summary: upon accepting th eoffer of his friend, rick doesn't expect to meet a girl with him

fandom: the walking dead (twd)

a/n: for my pookie dorcsa <3

tags: dorcsa

wc: 0.6k

note: western au, third person pov, fem!reader. i'm still trying to finish formatting and proofreading my full book, so this is all you get for now. 

The distant sound of music and laughter of the saloon filtered out through an open window, the orangish light illuminating the man’s back as he trotted over to the establishment from where his horse was hitched. It was getting late, too late for his liking to be outside. Still, he didn’t want to pass off the offer of his friend inviting him for a good old drink at the saloon. 

He pushes the swinging door open, entering the saloon. The people inside paid him no mind, all of them occupied with their own activities and duties. His duty was to find his friend in the mass of people inside, which at first seemed like an impossible task, but after noticing the signature leather coat of his friend, it was easy for him to locate the man.

Rick pulls a chair under himself, taking his seat next to his friend.

“I thought you’d never show up,” Daryl, the friend speaks up, circling the tip of his finger on the rim of his glistening whiskey glass, the orange-brown liquid inside reflecting the shine of the lights inside the saloon.

“You know I ain’t going to miss out on an opportunity for a good ol’ drink,” Rick replies with a joyous smile.

“By the way,” Daryl starts pointing at the seat on his other side, “the lady next to me is a friend of mine. Say hello to her.”

Glancing at the direction Daryl was pointing at, Rick saw a girl, not too young but definitely younger than him, a drink in her hand as she quietly sat there.

“Hey there,” he greets her.

“Talkin’ to me, mister?”

“Is there anybody else I could talk to?”

“Your friend sitting next to you,” she sternly replies.

“Valid,” Rick replies with a sigh, shifting his gaze back to his drink.

Daryl just watched as the situation unfolded in front of his eyes, not saying a word. Let Rick handle this, he thought.

“I’ll get you another drink if you get her to talk with us. Best of luck,” he looks at Rick from the side of his eye. 

With a sigh, Rick gives in.

“All this for the sake of a free drink…”

He switches places with Daryl, now him standing next to the girl.

“So, Daryl told me you were a friend of his, that true?”

“Mostly yes. I help him out at his ranch, it’s more like I work for him.”

“That’s something. Why though?”

“For the money and horses,” she timidly says.

“I got a horse with me, just outside of the saloon.”

The girl stays quiet for a few seconds before speaking up, staring at the man with an enthusiastic gaze.

“You do?”

Rick nods in response.

“Let me take you out to him,” he says, pushing himself away from the counter.

He makes his way to the entrance of the saloon, the girl curiously following suit.

The chilly night air hits them as they exit the saloon, the oil lamps on the porches dimly lighting the dark town. Outside, tied to the nearby hitching post was Rick’s horse.

The girl slowly approaches the animal, glancing back at Rick for some kind of approval or confirmation. He nods with a slight smile.

The girl walks up to the horse, staring at it for a few seconds before gently placing her hand on the animal’s head, stroking it.

“You’ve got a beautiful horse,” she states calmly. 

“I know, thank you,” he thanked.

Rick just watched silently as the girl developed a bond with his horse, smiling as she patted the animal, a smile on both the girl’s and Rick’s face. 

© v1nsmokes 2024. Do not modify, translate or rewrite.

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wake up guys we have offical scenes of shanks tryna recruit people to his crew

from onepieceoffical on youtube

@stargirldelight

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𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 // 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

oneshot - fallout's john hancock x reader

tw: mentions of drugs (usual hancock activity)

summary: after days of exiting goodneighbor, you and hancock finally get to talk

fandom: fallout

a/n: there is not enough talk about this fella omg… now that liking the ghoul from the fallout show is accepted, i can come forward (i chose the “romance hancock” option every playthrough). no pronouns used, so gender neutral ig? also the inspiration for the title is that one song thats viral on tiktok rn, also galvanized square steel mentioned

tags: -

wc: 0.6k

“Day twenty-five since leaving Vault 111, today is Monday and my location is Diamond City, it’s currently 2:41 PM. Me and my companion are at the noodle shop,” you say, speaking into your Pip-boy. 

Recently, you’ve been documenting every day, usually just a brief summary on that day’s experiences. These experiences consisted of hourly radroach attacks, accidental overdose on jet, or encounters with hostile Mr. Handy’s. Or accidental near-death situations with a deathclaw. That only happened once. 

You weren’t sure anybody would ever hear these, even better, be interested in these daily logs. Your companion seemingly couldn’t care less about these logs, as he ate his portion of ramen next to you. 

“The Institute remains undefeated, and I doubt it will change today, I’m not in the mood for it,” you continue.

“If it depended on your mood, it would be there forever,” Hancock cuts in with his sarcastic remark.

A sigh escapes your lips at his words.

“Maybe I should switch back to Dogmeat and send you back to Goodneighbor,” you reply.

“Now, what good would that do for you?”

“It would spare me from more of these remarks.”

“But can Dogmeat give you this?” He asks as he slides you a jet.

Hesitantly, but you accept it with a smile. 

“John Hancock, the ghoul you are,” you sigh.

A smile creeps onto his features. 

“See? You like me enough.”

“Whatever helps you sleep…”

You’ve been traveling with Hancock for the past week or so, after you accepted the offer of Bobby, who just so happened to lie to you. One thing led from another, and after finishing off Hancock’s bodyguard, you managed to solve the bad blood between the two of you by killing Bobby herself. 

Hancock was useful and good company, helping out where he could and making small talk with you. Not to mention that he was supplying you with a different kind of drug every day. They don’t have that stuff in Vaults…

Last night, the both of you got high as hell in the home you bought with hard-earned caps here, in Diamond City. It was mostly a box, so you decided to illegally expand it with galvanized square steel and eco-friendly wood veneers. So, after the finished construction - that lasted four days with the cheap and friendly workforce including Little John (Hancock) and yourself -, the two of you decided to celebrate.

He plopped down onto the mattress - the construction fee was too much for you to spend even more caps on a normal bed -, resting his back against the wall. You popped open a bottle of Nuka-Cola, taking your place on the mattress next to him.

“So, how do ya like it?” He asks, taking a Jet out of his pocket.

“So far so good,” you reply with a sigh.

“That’s all? Not ‘I love this place more than the Vault’?”

“I do like it more than the Vault, cause you’re here.”

He stays quiet for a few seconds before speaking up.

“That’s good.”

“That’s all? Not ‘Wow I, too, am really glad that I’ve got you and get to share Jet with you and that you defended me from that Deathclaw’?”

He lets out a slight chuckle, hanging his head low. 

“Thank you, then. For these past few days I’ve spent with you. Never thought I would find anybody who would accept me as their companion.”

© v1nsmokes 2024. Do not modify, translate or rewrite.