#Gim

[double-m-b]

Silly little comic I’ve been working on for a WEEK lol I just liked the idea of Haitham being caught off-guard by Kaveh’s romantic attempts and being unable to read whenever one is coming

ignore me missing details because goddamn there are so many

[davidsunrise]

Witnessing a wizard battle, minding my business at willows.

[honeybee-osrs]

Forgot to post this yesterday but I joined the RuneScape Art Community Discord and did one of the Scapetober prompts because of it :D

Day 23: Boss

[mutant-girl-mintt]

Big fan of this doohickey creature from Kirby

[violetnintendo]

Title Screens - Kirby Super Star Ultra

Images taken from WiKirby

[indigocloverr]

hi tumblr I had a vision,,

[partyanimal167]

Greatness in the Making PT 1- Crocodile x GN!Reader

Summary

And we begin! Thank you for stopping by and reading. I'm excited to write this story and deep dive into Crocodile's backstory. Your feedback, theories, and comments are very much appreciated!

CW: gn reader, canon typical violence, some ableist language, swearing, slightly older reader, possible ooc Crocodile due to age, mdni, pre canon, some ocs for plot building

PT One: The Boy with a Dream

Life had not been nice to him. But then again, it wasn't nice to alot of people, so who cared? There were things to be claimed out in the world. Anything you could imagine if you had the skills and determination. Crocodile knew he had it. He just needed to survive long enough to prove it.

Scrapping by. That's how Crocodile would describe his life right now.

It didn't matter that there was a fairly warm place for shelter or food in his belly. It didn't matter that Crocodile had some cash stashed from the odd jobs at ports or late-night robberies. Crocodile was still on that damn island, so that meant his life was going nowhere.

Crocodile groaned as he placed his prosthetic on and turned it to make sure the blade at the end was sharp. He was upset. Annoyed. Impatient.

Once again after doing shitty side work at the ports did the young man listen to tales and laughs of adventures far away from here. There were stories about devil fruits, monsters, and distant lands ruled by pirates. Crocodile was only sure of two of those things, but that didn't stop him from wanting to find out for himself.

So again, he asked one of the trade boats that came every so often if they could take him to the next island over. Just get him away from this dreadful home and somewhere new. But they would laugh at him.

"What are they going to do with you? Why bother leaving here?"

"Other places have their own invalids to worry about boy. You don't do no work."

And of course it was false. Crocodile may be a lean man, but the muscle did work, and the homemade arm helped a bit. But they didn't care.

Crocodile would stowaway, but if he was caught, they'd toss him overboard and no one can survive those unpredictable seas.

So he was stuck. And pissed.

Crocodile didn't bother going drinking with the sailors or moping around in his place. He was taken for a fool, so he was going to make them pay. An easy change of his prosthetic made him from a "handicapped" worker to a threat in a matter of minutes. Out he went.

The moonlight began to shone as the clouds moved, but Crocodile stayed in the shadows. He walked in and out of alleys, peeked at passersby, and crept closer to his target.

He knew that the fleet owner of the trade ship liked to go out on Friday nights--especially when a ship returns with his men and goods. And Crocodile had enough of being looked down upon. He never begged or bother the normal townspeople. But they still saw him as useless.

He'll make an example.

Suddenly, a bar door slammed open, and a woman walked out giggling a little to herself while she rocked to one side before straightening up. She hummed as she walked passed the alley and down the side road by the sea.

The first thing Crocodile noticed was the shiny sword attached to her hip. But the second thing was the hefty jingle of coins in her pouch. A berri note or two even fell out. Whoever the woman was she, she had money and wasn't paying attention at all.

An easy target.

And while Crocodile was determined to get his petty revenge, an easy target was too good to pass up--especially one as clueless as her. The money stash was getting low too.

Crocodile changed focus. Not many people were out on this road, so that made it better. He started to follow from a distance and stayed in the shadows even as the moon appeared more.

And walk.

The woman's long jade hair swayed in the wind as she hummed to herself. She continued to walk.

And walk some more.

Crocodile soon realized that they had been going around in circles about two blocks wide for some time. The alarms went off in the young man's head. This was not a typical person, and no one is drunk enough to go around that much and look so seamless.

Crocodile tensed in his shadows and looked for ways to escape.

"Don't go away now, little one. I was enjoyin' our game." The woman snickered. She knows I'm here! Crocodile leaned against the alley walls and didn't move. "Come out now boy, I'm not gonna ask again."

Crocodile took a deep breath. Well this wasn't automatically a defeat. Sure, he had been found, but he could easily take the money and get away. He'd just have to fight for it.

He stepped out into the road confidently and looked up at the woman as she faced the moon. She smiled at him. That was not a good sign.

"I'll give it to you; it took me a little longer than normal to figure you out." She giggled again, but it was not funny to him. She took him in more and whistled. "Ooo, shiny piece you got there. You must have been planin' on doing some real damage then." The woman pushed back her wide-brimmed hat and went on. "Well, don't let me stop you. See if you can get it from me."

Crocodile finally spoke. "What?"

Another laugh. Another taunt. "I'll let you fight for the gold. What's wrong? You already made it this far. Might as well see it through."

The woman was not normal. Not sane. But it was a challenge all the same. Crocodile could hold his own. It kept him alive all this time anyways.

"Take out your sword."

"Won't need it."

"Don't mock me woman!"

And she obliged--taking out the sword before stabbing it into the ground. "Go!"

And for some reason, Crocodile moved. He was quick on his feet to launch forward--weapon ahead ready for a harsh stab. The woman fleeted back before shifting to the right and left easily avoiding slashes and jabs.

"Ooof, you got some moves there, kid." she laughed and flipped behind the man before kicking him the back. Crocodile slid against the dirt road on his stomach--air nearly rushed out the lungs. He groaned and tried to stand up, but in a breath, there was a boot on his back that held him in place. "Easy there. You lost."

"Fuck off!" He barked. Suddenly, the man yelped as he was lifted into the air by his blade of a hand. He looked down shocked as the woman's expression changed into a stern look, and the light in her eyes were out. Though what shocked Crocodile the most was the absence of blood on her hand.

"Listen here boy, don't go around tryna fight pirates when you can barely quiet your breath. Folks out there will kill you for lookin' at them the wrong way." She scolded.

And though her surprise strength and words made Crocodile's heart beat faster, he fixated on one word she said, 'pirate.' It made sense now. She wasn't a marine or a simple sailor. She had been out in the world. Seen things. Knew things. Had experiences Crocodile only dreamed about. He blurted out his next words even as he was held high.

"Take me out to sea!"

~~~

And it begins! No Reader yet, but you guys get to join the picture in the next chapter. There's something so sweet yet sad about those who came up in the Great Pirate Era before Luffy. All the wishes and dreams...but we'll talk about that another time!

Thanks so much for reading! I'm actually shocked I got this out in one sitting so that's a good sign!

Bye~

[thebvbbletea]

"I have only you left. When dad's gone, I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. On that day, dad just dropped me off at school like usual. Please don't leave me like that again. If you were gone who would I live with? I can't live alone. Promise me you won't leave me. Promise me you won't leave me behind"

— my school president ep. 10

[starmagnets]

kirbtober day 4: robot

gim my friend gim

[tiwporpat]

My School President + Text Posts (1/?)

[little-honeypie]

Joel: And I sure as hell ain't your dad 😡😡🤬🤬

Also Joel: Elliiiiiieeee! I found one of your comiiiiicccs~!!! ☺️☺️☺️🥰🥰🥰🥰💓

[double-m-b]

This is how that scene went, right?

Bonus doodles:

[robo-swag]

[honeybee-osrs]

2nd pet this May!

I’ve also achieved 99 in cooking and mining this month :D

[davidsunrise]

Shrimple as that.

[nowandevermore]

God in the Midst

Chapter 4: MID WINTER — III

The next day, Ash and Goh arrive in the Orange Islands. All seems to be well — the pep bohakha has returned, the Island of Shamouti is thriving. Wherever could it go wrong?