#✝ ⌈ Verse ⏌ ― One Piece

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❝ I wore many dresses when staying with my Padrino. ❞

–Mishil style and wardrobe appreciation. (Origin Verse)

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One Piece Shenanigans! – So I found an old drawing I had on the back burner and FINALLY finished it but here’s Mish being flustered by her old crush (oop) Raleigh, Shanks is shook by it and a lil annoyed. She’s got good taste okay? ( Permission to @muselexum & @akagamiko  to reblog ; Personals DNI )    

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One Piece Shenanigans! –  They say Spring has a way of showing itself when one least expects it, Mishil herself thought that to be a lie... Until she met two pirating rascals. Life was never the same since encountering either man, and while she wouldn’t change it--she had to wonder if this was fated or her bloodline at work. AKA: Mishil is dense and it took her a minute to realize Oh, wait... do i like this person? Younger Mihawk and Shanks were frightening legends for sure. ( Permission to @muselexum & @akagamiko  to reblog ; Personals DNI )      

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[ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender traces their fingertips over receiver’s body //mihawk

🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  - @muselexum

[ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender traces their fingertips over receiver’s body

Calloused fingertips began to trace over the mystic ink branded over her back. He swept away at the long, heavy waves of her coppery hair, admiring how as the sun streamed into their room, it shimmered a deep shade of red. It suited her fiery personality. He paused to caress the hair, soft and cool to the touch, letting it weave between his fingers. Thin braids with beads woven through caught his attention, a tie in to her cultural roots. Mishil stirred, but did not wake as her face burrowed further into the pillow.

A noticeable habit, she usually hid her face from the sun when she slept and it has taken time for her to relax as she slept. It was a silent testament to where they stood, and her trust in him, with how she continued to sleep even as his fingers ghosted over her skin. There was a mark, an intricate bow ingrained into her back. Not a scar marked her skin, only this curious tattoo.

She'd told him it was her mark to bear, when she'd passed some trial that nearly killed her. It was something she wore with pride; a symbol of her hardships and skills as an archer. A warrior. A survivor.

The sun continued to seep through the curtains, lighting her bronze skin warmly as she shifted with a soft grumble to her side. Some of her hair had fallen over her face, and though she was likely beginning to be roused from sleep, she did not tense to the fingers that swept her fringe from her face gently. One finger tenderly traced over the scar that marked her brow; a sharp cut that raced down over her eyelid and chin.

"So you're the Signore Hawk-eye Shanks talks about, hm? Are you really as much fun as he insists? Let's find out, shall we?" Gold eyes flashed with wicked delight, "Draw your sword, Signore." She'd leapt, bow drawn, as they had their first fight. Arrogant, yet unyielding. Fierce, yet determined. She proved herself a deadly shot, and one would think a bow a useless tool, but he'd learned the blades on its edge weren't for decoration. When he'd cut her, she'd gasped in surprise and though she bled, she'd grinned. "Well well well, you are fun..." Yet wisely, she chose to yeild, confessing he'd bested her that day and had wanted to just see if there'd been a truth to Shanks words.

Mishil still laughed at the memory.

❝ Hm? ❞ She raised her head, dark lashes fluttering. Her nose brushing at his palm, and a soft yawn slipping from her lips when he swept her fringe again. In a drowsy voice, she called him. ❝ ...Dracule? Is it morning? ❞ In feline fashion, she yawned and stretched her arms up, and his gaze briefly drifted over the more fresh marks he'd inflicted upon her skin the night before. ❝ It is.❞ He settled back against his pillow, and in lazy habit, she shifted beside him and snuggled against his chest. His mouth brushed over her brow when she sighed, ❝ Slept well, hm? ❞

Against his skin, she smirked. ❝ You would know that best.❞ Her smirk melted into a widening smile when he chuckled and squeezed her shoulder.

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❝  i always feel better when you’re here.  ❞

back at it again with misc memes - @akagamiko

She chuckled, smoothing down her tunic only to be drawn back by the strength in his arm. She felt Shanks rub his head against her shoulder, waves of his red hair falling over his face. Mishil leaned into him, smile widening when his mouth brushed her neck.

❝ I always feel better when you’re here. ❞

Her palm brushed at his broad nape, toying with the longer strands of his hair. ❝ Flatterer. You can be surprisingly charming when you want something. ❞ She could feel him grin, placing a kiss against her jawline. ❝ Will you be staying longer, Huntress~? ❞

Mishil tilted her head, lacing her hands over his when he shifted closer. His leg slid beneath her thighs, curving her more into him when she tried to fidget away. His fingers dug into her side playfully, eliciting a squeal from her. ❝ Shanks! --Hey! I’m trying to--ha ha, ahhh! Trying to get-- ❞ The words trailed off as he nuzzled against the shell of her ear, tickling at her sides, his own laughter mixing with hers. ❝ Oh no, seems the mighty huntress can’t get out of bed. Such a shame~! Need more lookin’ after.❞

She laughed heatedly, shifting in his hold in time to catch the heavy amusement in his warm gaze. Her legs curled over his hip, her smile widening cheekily. ❝ And what will you do with me, hm? ❞ His nose skimmed against hers, the hand to her side squeezed her gently, then began to roam over her hips, slipping beneath the loose tunic. ❝ I’m sure I can think of something. ❞

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Moar one piece art! Fearsome Pirate men with legendary reps and then we have Mish... Legit unabashedly using them as leverage cuz she smol. She has zero fears, and will glomp them both. Her two fav men to chill with and stir up some chaos~! Also fun doodle for ya’ll who keep fueling my op ideas <3 ( Permission to @akagamiko & @muselexum to reblog ; Personals DNI )  

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❝ I must be a Monster after all. ❞

She’s been cursed. The god’s of her home have condemned her. They do not see her worthy as the next Saint, they see her as an omen. Fear raced through her small frame, tears pricking her eyes as the child fled away. The world around her no longer familiar, but a haze of danger and terror as the sound of approaching men drew near. A sharp arrow pierced her, striking through her back to her chest. The pain unbearable, blood oozing from her lips as she stumbled. Tears spilled from her eyes, her mind recalling her mother’s final moments, the death of everyone in their old home. They’re dead. It was her fault. It was all her fault. - One Piece Verse.

Mishil Gallery:32/?? [ Personals DO NOT INTERACT ] Permission to reblog; @selccuth & @muselexum 

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Day mishil was born. why these op men so challenging to draw oda?? I adore the idea of Edward being there and having the chance to hold baby!Mish. She was probably so small, he could’ve just used one hand to hold her. Miriam had done well delivering one stormy night to a healthy little girl. ( Permission to @selccuth & @muselexum to reblog ; Personals DNI )  

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[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together. c:

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀. - @akagamiko

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

Soft. The fur in his cabin were pelts she’d left him for the colder voyages across the sea, it amused her that he’d kept them. Warm and soft. Shanks stirred, turning as she sat up and began to fix on her tunic. She felt the back of his fingers brush her back, tracing her spine to caress the longer strands of her hair.  The light filtering through the cabin window made it shimmer a brighter shade of red than its usual darker hue. ❝ Mornin’. ❞ 

She chuckled, turning her head to him just as he sat up with a stretch. Smoothly, he slipped his arm up from her hair to her nape, drawing her forehead down to his. ❝ Leavin’ already? That’s cold of ya Mish. ❞

She closed her eyes briefly, enjoying the warmth of his hand and feeling the sunlight drift over them both. Mishil bumped her nose against his gently, ❝ Always on the roam Shanks, you know I never stay in one place long. ❞ He kissed her, chaste and lingering---tempting, before releasing her and lowering his hand. She smiled, leaning over to kiss his scarred eye and sweep his hair back. He watched as she fixed on her shorts, and the rest of her clothes. ❝ And why can’t you stay longer? ❞

Mishil winked from over her shoulder, ❝ So that you’ll miss me, of course. ❞ He snorted. ❝ You’re scandalous, Mishil. ❞ She adjusted her cloak, her gloved fingers coming up to brush his chin just as she leaned over, and kissed him. ❝ I’ll see you around, Shanks. ❞ As she left, he fell backwards into his bed, grin wide and boyish.

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It’s been ages since I’ve drawn Mihawk, let alone anyone in OP and i suck at drawing hats---but Mish tried to be brave and playful. It backfired. She’s still recovering and still isn’t sure it really happened. Based off this meme @muselexum (who can reblog).

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Mishil meets Mihawk; Name that scene I’m entertained by the very crazy idea that Mish honestly, after hearing Shanks talk about Mihawk and their fights, decided ‘Let me see what the fuss is about’. She learned what the fuss was about. Got a scar for her own stupidity and recklessness, and honestly, she wasn’t even mad. My girl has issues. There’s an epic story to be told here. ( Permission to @muselexum to reblog ; Personals DNI )  

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I was very close to drawing her leg up, but here’s more One Piece Mish. I like to think when she’s chilling at Mihawk’s castle, she’s got a variety of clothes she can change into. Surprisingly when comfortable, she likes wearing looser garments unless she plans to trek through the forest. So every now and again she’ll have a skirt or dress (Color scheme; red, black and maybe white) on instead of her trademark shorts and thigh-high hunting boots. Tho, even under the skirts, she has her boots. She’ll also keep her arm guard/leather glove on out of habit. ( Permission to @selccuth & @muselexum to reblog ; Personals DNI )  

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Her Father’s Daughter - Legacy. I’d like to think that while Mishil takes more after her mother in looks, there’s no denying she carries a mixed sense of nobility between both her parents' better natures---But bears a more striking resemblance to Edward in the presence she carries. I also love her wearing furs and leather she’d cured herself (she’s resourceful!) and might try to draw a better full posed scene with WB silhouette (gotta practice again lol). Hopefully she’s grown into another child he’d be proud to call his. ( Permission to @selccuth & @muselexum to reblog ; Personals DNI )  

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“You’re… really close right now.” { Hi there, Bee! c: }

Bee clears out her inbox. @mediicusvitae

❝ That was because you lowered your guard.❞ 

Mishil crouched over the other woman, infamous red cloak swaying over their forms. Sharpened talons are poised, palm flat and edge skimming her vulnerable jugular. Everything predatory in the instinctive nature of the beasts channeled within her relished the pounce, the hunt---and the kill.

Quietly, she warned. ❝ It’s always a struggle... Moments when I’ve someone by the neck, you see... Every beast I’ve connected with are predatory in nature, and instinctive hunters... Its a fine line between animals and humans, young dottore.❞

She drew her hand away, opting to grasp her wrist and help her up. ❝ But just as there are instincts to kill--there are instincts to defend as well. You need to sharpen yours more. We will try again.❞

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The girl who chose wolves

They won’t tell you of fairy tales of how girls can be dangerous and still win. To them, it’s a terrifying thought, a red riding hood who knew exactly what she was doing when she invited the wild in.

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One piece - Mishil’s Abilities and Skills

Anima Anima Devil Fruit ; (  Paramecia-type ) A fruit that gives her animal attributes and lets her channel the abilities of beasts and animals of all kinds. She can enhance the abilities of the animals she mimics in proportion to her body, allowing her dramatic increase in strength and speed. Mishil also can communicate with animals and can override the natural predator/prey instinct found in most wild animals. She doesn’t talk like them (tho she could mimic certain sounds), but they understand her.

When using her abilities, her eyes melt to a red-orange hue, dark markings swirl over her skin. She can substitute her nails for razor sharp claws, has sharper canines that can lengthen at will, and slightly pointed ears. 

To Mishil the devil fruit is a curse. In a time she’d already felt vulnerable, was being hunted and treated like an animal—she’d found this fruit. Starving and ignorant of what she had discovered, she ate the fruit and felt her body shift and change during the night. Between her mothers death mixed with the superstitions of her home and her altered features, she was quickly demonetized and seen as a bad omen (I’ll write another meta on that). Since being on the run, she’s had to master her new powers herself.

Misc hc’s:

-Mishil respects the boundaries of animals and usually doesn’t like interfering with their natural habitat and behavior. She does enjoy studying them and taking notes and has looked after injured ones in her travels that needed attention. She has observed that animals who are more bonded to her do pick up a higher level of intelligence (ex, her wolf), so she limits her exposure as much as she’s able to not taint their innocence.

-In spite of her connection to animals, Mishil couldn’t become vegan. With how her body burns out calories, and her raised body temperature, she needs meat. When she hunts, she refuses to rely on her abilities and instead opts to hunt more traditionally.

-She hates those who hunt animals for sport and not for necessity. Mishil respects and values the life she takes when she hunts her meal and if she’s hunted down a deer, she’d be sure to save its antlers, bones and hide for materials for herself to use. She also considers those who use poison to hunt cowards and vile.

Armament Haki; prior to eating a devil fruit, Mishil would often hunt with a bow (she was taught and trained briefly by her town smith) and learned how to use armament haki on her arrows. With her devil fruit powers, she uses armament haki on her claws and arms, to tear through hard surfaces or when fighting or as an extra defense when being struck.

Observation Haki / Sixth sense / Animal Intuition: Grants users a sixth sense of the world around them and limited precognitive abilities. Users of this Haki can sense people's presence, strength, emotions, and intentions. Due to her being more in the wilderness, Mishil developed a sharp and incredibly sensitive sense of touch. Her skin can even feel the small vibrations in the air. She incorporated this ability into her spatial awareness technique, where she can use her acute senses to locate her targeted prey. By using this ability, she can tell if anyone is looking at her, especially if they have any hostile intentions. She is also able to sense a person's malice and intent to kill even when they are outside her range of sight. Her sharp intuition is a reason she’s been able to avoid the navy unless she chooses to fight. She also uses these senses when firing her bow, which is how she’s able to shoot her target even if they are hidden in a forest. 

Conqueror's / Emperor Haki; is a rare form of Haki that allows the user to exert their own willpower over others. It is said that whoever possesses this type of Haki has the qualities of a king. Mishil has initially had to endure what she calls the will of the Beasts, and has had to fight powerful beasts from various regions, most at times under human control or so mad by changes in their environment, Mishil felt overwhelmed. She has had to discipline her mind and train herself rigorously to not be overtaken by the will of the beasts. She unlocked her conqueror’s haki during a two week long battle against the ‘god’ worshipped in a mountain region, that later became her traveling companion. She ritually meditates to keep up with her focus and strengthen her own resolve.

Fighting style: Due to growing up in the mountains and surviving off the wilderness, Mishil adopted certain animal habits and incorporated it into her fighting styles. As a result, both her hand-to-hand combat style, archery and swordsmanship style are very reminiscent of animals and beasts. Her unnatural fighting style resembles that of a "four legged beast" due to how her attacks come from an extremely low angle while also being very ferocious and utilizing other unorthodox movements, thus making her very unpredictable and vicious.

Archery (Master): Her main style of fighting and combat of choice. Since she was eight, Mishil was taught how to use a bow and arrow to hunt for food in the mountains. She was taught by her village smith (including how to carve and fletch her arrows). Mishil’s trained dutifully and religiously for years with her bow, being dubbed a “Red Huntress” and other such names. At one point in her ventures, she even trained among the Amazonians. Her skills are such that even without her devil fruit abilities, proficiently with the bow and arrow she can fire more than what is naturally possible (ex; launch multiple arrows with one shot). She always strikes her intended target (Can miss targets with Supernatural Reflexes, Supernatural Agility or Absolute Agility.), regardless of the distance upon becoming a Master Archer after undergoing several trials (more to be explained in the 3 bows she has).  She can reload the weapon rapidly and efficiently, even with heavy mechanisms like the crossbow.

Bows: Mishil keeps a recurve bow that she uses initially in her battles or when hunting, over the years she’s’ learned to carve new bows from strong sapling wood when she’s broken her them. She also has two other bows, one she uses when mildly serious and the other as an ultimate, last resort. Mishil can channel her anima-anima devil fruit abilities into her bows. 

Sharanga - A bow Mishil uses as a last resort, one granted to her when she’d vanished for two years and underwent a mysterious trail to prove herself capable of using this bow. The myth surrounding this bow is that certain strength and character require this bow’s approval and surpassing the will of its previous masters. Its shots so powerful, it can cleave ships in half. 

Khryselakatos - Artemis' golden bow and arrows, are named Khryselakatos, "of the Golden Shaft", and Iokheira "Showered by Arrows". It’s a bow she’d received upon nearly dying through a series of archery trials and discipline among beasts. She bears the marking of this bow on her back per the title of “Goddess of the Hunt”. With this bow, Mishil can fire off multiple arrows from one shot.

Techniques:

Red Sparrow shot - one arrow snaps into a dozen flaming arrows that fly around and homed in on the desired target, upon impact they would generally explode in a fiery ball.

Golden Eagle strike- a massive and piercing shot that blaze with the silhouette of an eagle, cutting through any barriers. 

Sidewinder Strike -Delivers a powerful but inaccurate attack. Usually, a technique she uses to disarm or distract a target.

Blazing Hawk - Mishil hyperfocus's on her target with lethal precision, the increasing accuracy of her strike to pierce her target. It fires off with the silhouette of a flaming hawk, whizzing through obstacles to hit her target.

Swordsmanship; Mishil carries a wakizashi sword she keeps tied to her waist. While obviously not her hunting knife (used to skin animals and carving), this is something she uses at times in certain fights. She is not a Master swordsman, nor does she hold any interest in it, but she has enjoyed using this weapon in her fights with Shanks and Mihawk.

weaknesses; If Mishil were to invoke the will of the beasts, it can dangerously leave her crippled to the connection of all the beasts she’d ever encountered and senses within a 100 mile-radius. She must ultimately, find a way to purge herself of pure animalistic sensations and regain her humanity. The best way at times is to render her unconscious. And like anyone with enhanced senses, she has a limit to being exposed to poignant smells or extremely loud places ( think major city like NYC). Any place that can overwhelm any of her senses will distract / disturb her focus immediately. She prefers to avoid such busy places unless necessary. Mishil also suffers from peculiar luck, for in her travels she often comes across situations where, while she’d rather mind her business, is drawn to those needing help or in a crisis.