#cece the pirate

[quq-fan]

[aikoiya]

LoZ: TotK - Champignon Corsair Set

Here's a set that I think might go well with the Cece hat. (So long as you get rid of the hair & makeup.)

A white frock coat that reaches down to the ankles with a Cece Brand mushroom patterned border at the bottom & gold detailing. White musketeer shirt with gold-lined ruffled sleeve cuffs, the ruffled cuffs sticking out from under the frock coat's cuffs. Maybe make the collar resemble the odd gold netting that Cece & Sophie have for their collars & have it stick up past the frock's collar. Also, a feather to the hat.

High-waisted double-buttoned Victorian breeches. Black ornate men's captain boots with gold Cece Brand buckles; breeches legs tucked into the boots. Lacey white & gold-lined men's cravat with a Cece Brand brooch. Gold Cece Brand buttons. Buttons & brooch resemble the gold Cece applique on the canon hat. Gold hoop pirate earrings with the Cece Brand symbol & a turquoise bead on each. The lace ruffles should match the ruffles on the canon Cece hat & the cravat resembles the lace veil at the back of the hat. Also, puffy mushroom shoulder pads.

(I've finally got the cravat to where I feel satisfied! Though, I'm still not entirely sure about the pattern I used for the lapels...)

And finally, a version featuring the OG Cece Pattern.

Still got some work to do, but I think I'm almost finished.

I'm also not sure whether to keep the frock as is or make it more like Swordfighter Peach's, which would make it less likely for Link to get the coat tangled around his legs.

Also, 86 the bright pink hypermodern hair that covers the eyes & the blue lipstick. Just let them die in a fire.

Link's natural hair could, instead, be pulled into a stylized Victorian men's ponytail with a leather Viking's hair tie; Cece Brand, of course.

And, finally, maybe give him a thin mustache & goatee like this.

(Made using Rinmaru's Mega Fantasy Avatar game. It's the closest I could get to how I think he'd look in it. Just with the ponytail against his back. I just liked how nice & curly this one was.)

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I just feel like something like this would match Cece's ostentatious style while also managing to look classy at the same time. Because the hat when paired with the canon hair & makeup looks like something that a trashy whore with a rich sugar daddy might wear.

I'm not sure what I'd make the effect or the Set Bonus, but I'll think about that later. Maybe something like Mushroom Gatherer, which could allow you to possibly get 2 mushrooms instead of one when you pick them & the more of the set you wear, the higher the chance? Or it could increase the effectiveness of mushrooms when cooking? Also, maybe the Set Bonus could be something like Scimitar Proficiency because Scimitars resemble cutlasses?

I think I have it.

Effect: Mushroom Gather (doubles the number of mushrooms you can get when harvesting mushrooms)

Set Bonus: Swashbuckling Mastery (one-handed swords deal more damage, increased speed when weilding a one-handed sword, easier dodging, & faster Flurry Rush; weilding Scimitars doubles this effect)

Secret Abilities: Champignier (mushroom chef; increases the effectiveness of mushrooms when cooking), Shroom Duelist (weapons or shields with mushrooms fused to them makes mushroom effect twice as effective), increased swim speed, & increased sail speed.

Secret Abilities being the ones that you have to discover for yourself. Like how the Royal Guard uniform also has increased swim speed despite it not being listed.

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Edit: Listen, ya'll seem to be missing the fact that I don't like the original design for the Cece Hat because the hair & makeup are fugly.

Very few people can pull off the blue lipstick look & Link is very much not one of them. Same with the neon pink hair in a weird ass bob that covers the eyes. Put those 2 together & I don't know if there's anyone who'd look good in them.

I mean... it's possible to make that lipstick shade look good on him, but the hair especially makes that difficult to do. Even just keeping his natural hair color would vastly improve the overall synergy of the colors.

This isn't something that I'm saying out of "bigotry." I'm saying it because the pink bob with the lapis lipstick looks more at home on a clown.

I wouldn't even like them on a woman, so if you take this as some sort of slight against crossdressers or men who wear makeup, then that tells me more about how you think of them than what I do.

FYI, I didn't mind the Gerudo Set or the Frostbite Set as much as I do the Cece Hat. Because while I'm not a fan of crossdressing or drag & I think that they were too on the feminine side for what I think looks best on Link, at least they looked good.

Because good aesthetics are good aesthetics no matter what sex you are. And, I hate to break it to you, but not everyone is going to look good in something & there's no changing that. Some people look good in one thing & other people look good in other things. And Link doesn't look good in a bright pink bob & cobalt lipstick.

Take it or leave it.

LoZ Wild Masterlist

[queenakana]

[rescuehumans-runtotherescue]

Pirate AU

The Burns Family protecting individual freedom and justice for all, having a ‘No Harm To Innocents’ policy. They target oppressive merchants, governments, and dictatorships.

Captain Charlie Burns

Quartermaster Doc Greene

Master-At-Arms, Gunner, and First Mate Kade Burns

Navigator, Sailing Master, and Second Mate Dani Burns

Boatswain, Carpenter and Third Mate Graham Burns

Sailmaker, Cooper, and Carpenter Anna Greene

Cooper Assistant and Cabin Girl CeCe Greene

Junior Cook, Musician, and Cabin Girl Frankie Greene

Musician, Powder Monkey, and Cabin Boy Cody Burns

[highvern]

Talk

Pairing: Kwon Soonyoung x f!reader

Genre: angst, fluff, smut

warnings:  oral sex/face sitting/69, prone bone, dom/sub dynamics (dom!reader/sub!hoshi),  protected sex, impact play (spanking), mentions of butt stuff but nothing explicit

Length: ~ 4.3k

Note: this ended up way longer than i originally planned... by like 2k but im weak for sub hoshi. realized i accidentally made them schmidt and cece from new girl.... oh well. as always thank u @gyuswhore for suffering my horrible punctuation and EVERYONE HAS TO READ HER UP COMING HOSHI FIC FOR PIRATE HOSHI I DEMAND IT

series m.list: Houdini [s], Green Light [s, f], YUCK [f], Casual [a, s, f], Mine [s], espresso [f, s]

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Soonyoung talks. A lot. 

Sometimes it makes no sense. Like the occasions he calls you after a night out and slurs his words through the speaker as you hum agreement to who knows what until he passes out while still on the line, letting you hear every snore and smack of his lips until you hang up; or when he’s inside you and it's all a bit too much that he has to tell you how good it feels in excruciating detail; or when you both wake up in the morning, you late for work and him trying to talk you into keeping the sheets warm for just a few more minutes, and Soonyoung thinks he’s convinced you but fifteen more minutes really won’t hurt because his apartment is closer to your office anyway.

He talks so much that not hearing his voice the second he opens the door is like a slap in the face.

There's no invitation inside, or lukewarm greeting. The door hangs ajar, Soonyoung already back down the hall in the direction of his room with the expectation you’ll follow. 

You do, but with the same hesitancy you’d approach a wild animal: curious and on edge.

Despite the hour, his roommates aren’t anywhere to be seen. No bodies sprawled across the couch or light under their doors. Their presence never stopped you before but it’s unsettling that there's no buffer of anything to break the storm cloud choking the atmosphere. Just stark exposure to whatever is clearly bothering Soonyoung that he won’t tell you about because, technically, you two don’t do that. Or, he does and you vehemently refuse all of it with less and less authenticity each time.

Soonyoung doesn’t prattle on about his day or ask about yours as you trail behind him. He throws off his shirt without a word, collapses on the edge of the mattress, and roughly pulls you into his lap. It’s cold and unfeeling and exactly the kind of sex you’d enthusiastically participate in a year ago. But nothing like the Soonyoung you’ve grown familiar with over the past few months.

He doesn’t comment on the low cut of your top, falling into the motions without the usual banter. 

You wiggle free from his grasp, trying to meet his gaze. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He doesn’t look at you before taking back up where he left off.

“Stop.” You push him back, trying to get a look at his face but he stays in the crook of your neck. “Stop.”

The silence that follows is loud. He collapses back into the bed, arms curling up to hide away from whatever is chasing him.

“I said I’m fine,” he mumbles.

“Could've fooled me,” you huff.

“Doesn’t matter. Not what you come here for anyway, right?”

A half truth that stings more than you’d like. It sinks in your gut in the quiet dark of his room.

“You know what? Forget I asked, I’m leaving.”

“Wait,” he says, arms attempting to snake around your waist but you’re already up.

“No. You don’t need to be an asshole when I’m just trying to be nice.”

“Because you’re sunshine and rainbows all the time?”

“Did I fucking say I was? If you’ve got a problem with it you’ve had long enough to lose my number.”

“I’m sorry, I just…” he sighs heavily. “Bad day.”

You soften at the break in his voice. Stepping back over, you stand between his legs. He looks small, hunched over with his head in his hands and the weight of the world on his shoulders. The light you’ve come to associate with having him within reach is gone and all that's left is a man you don’t really recognize. He buries his face in the warmth of your stomach, and goes limp as you run a hand across his shoulders.

“Do—” you clear your throat. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

Because if Soonyoung is talking there's less chances for you to open your mouth and screw it all up. You don’t know how to be doughy and tender with the same level of ease he possesses. You’ll probably fail trying but it's the least you can do.

It’s uncharted territory; for you, for this, whatever this is because it doesn’t really resemble anything you’ve done before even though the foundation is the same. Because you care about Soonyoung, and he obviously cares about you. But you’re not sure how to let him and even less sure how to return it.

“No.” 

“Okay,” you say, at a loss for what comes next.

Inactivity breeds restlessness. Without any idea how to do this on your own, you default to the steps he took when you were half cooked on your bathroom floor.

Soonyoung eyes you with questions but doesn’t speak as you drag him into the en suite. Bites his tongue as you work off your clothes under the sterile overhead light and then move to work on his; raising his arms when you poke him and managing his pants on his own. He even smiles, or his mouth twitches in a vague allusion to a grin, when you flick water at him after guaranteeing the temperature won’t give you both pneumonia.

Finally tucked behind the shower curtain, he stands dumbly. Not another move to help, content to watch you wash his hair, nails raking over his scalp until he shivers. 

You ignore the prod at your thigh. Focused on letting the warmth of the water do the heavy lifting, you soak a washcloth in soap and lather his skin until it tinges pink. A shampoo mohawk earns a kiss dusted along your shoulders and you might even blush a bit if you weren’t so focused on perfecting the spikes so he looks like one of those 90s alternative poster boys.

Out of the shower, his vow of silence continues. Everything he isn’t saying is clear in his eyes, especially when you slather his face in one of those mud masks, painting him bright green. He’s less intimidating with chunks of clay in his eyebrows.

He isn’t accommodating but he also doesn’t outright refuse which seems to be the best you’re going to get. 

“You look like Shrek,” you snort, satisfied and turning towards the mirror to cover your own face in a matching shade.  

“Well then you're Fiona.” His head comes over your shoulder, chin digging into bare skin to watch you in the mirror. His chest is sticky against your back from steam but you don’t mind if it means he’ll talk to you.

“Actually,” you think, wiggling to face him. “I think you’re more like Donkey.” 

“The dragon fits you better anyway.”

“Are you calling me scary?” you gasp.

“Yes.”

“Good. Remember that next time you want me to suck on your balls.”

He winces. “I can feel them retreating into my body already.”

“Don’t make me laugh, it’ll mess up the mask.”

Without a care for the still drying mess of his face, he takes refuge back in his favorite place. Tucked under your chin, he sighs.

“I’m sorry I was a dick earlier. Work sucked today. I didn’t get a contract I wanted, they picked some other kid at the studio for it. I’ve taught him for years and they picked him over me.”

“I’m sorry.” You placate him with a gentle hand up his back, nails tracing loose patterns as the fan hums over head.

“Not your fault.”

“No, but it still sucks.”

“Yeah.” He nuzzles closer, arms heavy around your waist like you’d even think to move away. “It’ll be fine though. He’s a good kid and I couldn’t be mad at him. But I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”

Fifteen minutes later, you both wash away the flakes of clay, cracked around the corners of your eyes and mouths, and retreat back under the covers in one set of pajamas split between: you in one of his shirts with nothing underneath, and him in sweatpants with nothing on top. 

Soonyoung insists that Pirates of the Caribbean is his comfort movie, something about Kiera Knightly with a gun being his sexual awakening (which explains a lot), and you let him put it on the tiny screen of his laptop with plans to fall asleep in the first five minutes.

His lips are at your temple, a dull pressure that makes your blood hum. “I always wanted to be a pirate growing up.”

“Really?” you ask, edging towards unconsciousness from the lazy drag of his fingers on your hip.

“Yeah,” he agrees, eyes glued to the screen. “Have my own ship, no rules, a bunch of sexy wenches.”

“Half naked women with scurvy were a part of your career plan?”

“Okay, maybe I added those just now but my point stands.”

The picture of Soonyoung with a scar on his chest and one of those ruffled linen shirts straight off the cover of a dime novel some grandma would read on the train with no shame isn’t that bad. Actually, it’s pretty sexy. But you won’t feed his delusions.

“What point?”

He rolls on top of you, face open with grave seriousness. “We should role play. Me as the hot pirate captain, you as the beautiful princess. Forbidden love, enemies type stuff. You run away from being royal and end up joining my crew. Oh no, Captain Hoshi, I had no idea this was your room! What an impressive sword!” he squeals in a breathy mock of you.

“And then,” you gasp. “you come in five minutes and I convince everyone to throw you overboard?”

“Hurtful. But I’m willing to forgive you if you call me captain. Just once.”

He’s close enough to kiss, lips pouted as he waits for you to give into his demand. A gentle peck bordering on domestic makes him sigh, the taste of toothpaste lingering on his breath. Just as you think you’ve distracted him away from such an ridiculous idea, he leans back with a gleam in his eye that says he’ll wait all night if you make him.

“How about we roleplay falling asleep?” you sigh, eyes closed against his expectant gaze.

“Nope, too late. I’m thinking about you wearing nothing but a pirate hat and now I’m hard.”

He curls right into the meat of your thigh, hot and ready to go if you give the word. Sleep is tempting but the thought of a quick tumble wakes you up enough to entertain him. 

“Alright, but you’re doing all the work,” you sigh. “Take off my clothes, captain.”

Pausing to let the idea settle, he shakes his head. “That’s actually not as hot as I thought it would be.”

“Oh, fuck off,” you fuff. “I’m watching the movie.”

You try to shove him away with zero intent to actually let him go anywhere and end up pinned, fingers in a tight grip around your wrists that you pretend to fight against. Soonyoung knows you like to be reminded of his strength on occasion; whether thats fucking your mouth until your throat burns or bending you over. This potentially being one since he’s had a hard day and you’re hungover from making him feel better about it. 

He tongues across your pulse until you go pliant against the pillows, legs spread to cradle his hips. A shuffle of clothes and a lift of your hips and he’d be inside you. There's more steps; a condom, a little fingering because his dick was made to stretch your limits. Your legs shake already, desperate for quick fuck so you can passout while Soonyoung cleans you up. 

But his new mood means he’s making up for lost time. Presently, that's bunching your shirt up to your chin and tracing each inch of newly uncovered skin with his tongue.

“Hellooooo ladies,” he sighs, nose buried between your breasts.

“God, you’re lame.”

“Be nice to me, I had a hard day,” he pouts, releasing your hands in favor of plucking at your chest until you sigh in delight.

“I’m literally letting you—hmmm— see my boobs after you said that corny shit. How much nicer can I be?”

He doesn’t answer, choosing to coax a low groan out of your chest with passes of his mouth until you're kicking the sheets. The good kind of sting that ruts your hips against his thigh and makes you dizzy. There will be a permanent wet patch if he doesn’t give you relief soon.

“I have a few ideas.”

“Like what?” You twitch at the thoughts running rampant. Short of donning that pirate hat mentioned earlier, anything he suggests is guaranteed to make you feel better too. 

“Can show you better than I can tell you,” he bites into your nipple, sucking it to a stiff peak for his fingers to pinch before shifting focus to the other. 

“If you try and put your dick in my ass I’ll rip it off.” The words are breathy off your lips. No real threat because he might be able to talk you into the idea if you let him. If he keeps pulling your strings the way he’s learned how. 

But Soonyoung has different ideas, pulling off your nipple with a rough suck, curling your shoulders in. “That was one time and it was an accident!”

“Let me slip a finger in next time I blow you and tell me how you like it.”

“You have and I do. Keep talking about it and I’m gonna need another shower.”

“God, you’re a freak.” 

“Yeah, yeah.” He takes the initiative to roll you on top, palms massaging your ass while enjoying the view of you naked in his lap. 

A sudden moment of vulnerability roots in your chest, warmed by the set of brown eyes peering up at you. “You know I don’t just come here for this, right?” 

Soonyoung’s eyebrows twist for a moment and then soften. “I know. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have—”

“It’s fine,” you cut him off, not ready for anything deeper. The air is already thicker with the weight of that confession, suffocating. In an effort not to drown in it, you drop your chest flat to his, latching onto the jut of his collarbone. “Is this your big idea? Me on top? Not very original.”

A hand at your ass drags you along his covered cock, already begging for attention. It’s not original but you’ll dry hump him into the mattress until your bones are jelly if he wants. 

“Sit on my face.”

It’s your turn to pull back. “What?”

“Sit. On. My. Face.” His hand is already firm against your thighs, forcing you halfway up his chest before you can argue.

“I heard you the first time, just confused how that's supposed to make you feel better.”

“You underestimate the power of your pussy. Now get up here.” 

The shuffle up is less than sexy. Soonyoung is eager from your permission, rushing you up to his mouth until you nearly knee him in the head.

“Wait,” you say. 

Soonyoung locks his arms as you move off him, reflexive because he lets go a second later. Turning, you eye the tent in his pants as you kneel back down. Perfect position to touch him while he touches you.

“Oh, fuck,” he grunts, fingers tracing through your wetness despite the horrible angle.

You don’t get a chance to orient yourself. He’s already quick to work with teasing passes of his tongue that turn bolder every second. 

“Jesus Christ, give me a second to get your dick out.”

But he doesn’t; too consumed with tasting all you have to offer, wringing you out to dry the second he gets a chance. The flat of his tongue laps up your arousal like it’s more vital than oxygen. There's a wet mess smeared between your thighs from the vigor. 

It takes all your focus to force down his pants, mouth watering at the shiny head of his cock straining from some heavy petting. You keep steady with one hand, jerking him off into your mouth with the other. Soonyoung malfunctions between your thighs as you swallow his cock, a moan right to your clit makes you fumble that last inch into your mouth.

He chokes you with a buck up but you take it in stride. Sucking harder, lashing against the slit until he whimpers. Normally, you’d exaggerate the wet noises at the back of your throat but with the crude dig of his tongue in your entrance there's no need. 

“God,” you warble into his crotch. You arch back into his face, Soonyoung’s fingers digging into the meat of your ass, spreading you out like a full course meal.

In theory it’s hot. Your cunt on his face and his cock in your throat, rutting against each other until you're numb and twitching and covered in each other's mess. In practicality, there is nothing Soonyoung is more relentlessly dedicated to than eating you out until your vision turns white and you have to force him away or risk passing out. It only takes a few minutes before you’re forced to tap out, panting into his thigh and weakly fisting his length with no regard for the mess sticking between your knuckles, as he fucks you along his tongue.

“Gonna come, oh–fuck,” you choke. You want him to come too, in your mouth, on your face if that's what he wants. But by some glitch in the universe, Soonyoung is able to hold back and you’re the one racing to the finish first. “Oh my god, Soonyoung, fuck.”

You jerk him off, grip tight despite the slick mess of spit and pre-cum. It doesn’t help that ever squeeze at the swollen head sends a moan straight into your clit, forcing you hips to rut desperately. 

“Don’t stop. Just, shit – need a little more—”

You pull one his hands away to take over your short strokes, spitting into his palm and squeezing until he figures out what you want; to watch him touch himself while eating you out. The contrast of his fingers tangled between your own, both glistening because Soonyoung is just as close as you are, gets you there.

“Close.” Thighs locked, you suffocate him but Soonyoung doesn’t complain. A palm at the base of your spine forces you down when you shy away from the edge. “Oh, oh, oh!”

A sting of your nails into his thigh is all the warning either of you get. Back arched tight, eyes clenched, you shudder through it. Soonyoung doesn’t stop, sucking away the fresh wave of arousal, tongue verging on punishing against your clit as you sink.

“Okay, that's enough—god,” your voice breaks. “Enough.”

You fall to the side, face first into the covers without effort to soften the blow. The lower half of your body is numb but you can feel his hand skating up the back of your calf.

“Good?” he asks, all too aware of the issue; the smirk is clear in his tone, happy to see you strung out from a few minutes on his mouth.

“Shut up,” you warn but the bite isn’t in it. The urge to kick him in the head is there but none of the energy. 

“Are you tapping out on me or…?” 

The sound of the drawer pauses in case you say no but the idea of not feeling him inside you sounds like the worst thing you’ve ever heard.

“You’re not that good,” you mumble into the blanket. “Fuck me like this, you promised you’d do all the work. Remember?”

“Like this?” he hums, rubbing the head of his cock back through the mess with admiration. 

He obeys with a wet kiss to your shoulder, parting your legs and sliding between without a word. You soak in the stretch, ass arched into his hips to take it all. The cold bites down your back when Soonyoung leans back to watch.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he whines. “Shit.” 

He drives into you with a bruising pace, betrayed by his own need to come after having you on his mouth without a tease of relief. You arch into it, the head of his cock dragging deep inside pushing disgusting noises from your lips you pray his roommates aren’t around to hear.

“Spank me.”

He loses it for a second. A rough thrust pushing you down the bed and he scrambles to follow. “Seriously?” 

“Do it,” you bark. 

The first strike is weak. More of a firm caress than the sting you crave; hesitant to push for too much too fast lest you take away any privilege he has.

“Harder.”

The next impact comes hard enough to burn an outline of his hand. And another one that makes your tongue feel too big for your own mouth.

“Oh, fuck, yeah,” you whine. “More.”

Arms pinned beneath your torso, all you can do is lay there and take it. Nerves gone, he spanks you like it’s second nature. Like he’s thought about it before.

“Good?” he asks. Sounds more like a beg for validation. That he’s the one driving you crazy, molding your insides to his cock until it’s all you can think about.

“So good, f–fuck me so good.”

“Yeah?” he breathes against your neck, a hand wedging beneath your hips to drag against your clit in messy strokes. “You’re so hot, fuck.”

There will be a bruise to hide come morning but you can’t care. The slap of his hips against your ass, the flame of his hand still lingering on your ass, his cock drilling your insides; there's no room for anything but Soonyoung, Soonyoung, Soonyoung.

You arch your back to feel him deeper only to have him pull out completely on the next stroke.

“No!” you protest, racing to keep him inside. 

It’s no use, Soonyoung flips you on your back before you can convince him otherwise. He hooks your knees over his elbows, spreading you wide and driving home in one smooth push with his teeth at your neck.

“Gonna come,” he begs, voice weak. You know his game, what makes him tick and come so hard he goes blind.

“Not yet,” you warn. A rough twist in his hair only works against his thinning resolve and that's exactly why you pull harder until his hips kick into a jilted rhythm.

“I can’t – please – I can’t—”

“Not yet,” you gasp. He’s deep, right in the back of your throat making you foggy. “Be a g–good boy and wait until I tell you.”

Hips frantic, voice cracking, he tries to hold off; knows it's better when you tell him exactly what to do. Makes him choke into your chest.“Fuck, fuck!” 

“Tell me how bad you want it. How much you love this pussy.”

“Love it, love your pussy.” He folds in half on top of you, desperate. Every drive of his cock into your center forcing your own desperate noises out. “Please let me come for you.”

“Look at me,” you demand. The command in your voice is paper thin but you're both too lost. His eyes are glassy, frantic to do whatever you ask if it means he can come. “Beg for it.”

“P–please,” he whimpers through gritted teeth. “Please let me come. Need it, wanna come. Please. Please!”

He’s too good to edge. Perfectly pliant to any demand and it makes you want to give him whatever he wants. “Give it to me. Fuck me through it. Let me feel you come for me.”

He latches onto your breast, sucking your nipple as his hips turn sloppy. The squeak of mattress springs are a sound track to his end. You won’t come again but you don’t need to. Satiated with the choked whimpers of your name as he swells against your walls, forcing himself as deep as possible like he’s fucking you raw and full of his cum.

Maybe someday you’ll let him.

Your hips are sore from being forced in half so long but you won’t move away until Soonyoung comes back down. Less from your own will power, more because you’re running on fumes and might fall asleep with him still inside you. He gives a few more pathetic twitches and then goes slack.

“Oh my god,” he groans. “I can’t feel my legs.”

“Welcome to the club,” 

With the grand finale complete, your aching muscles give out completely. You can’t even laugh when one of his hands moves to check your pulse.

“Oh my god,” Soonyoung gasps. “I killed you with my dick.”

“You didn’t kill me.” You slap away his hand weakly. Without distraction, the stickiness of your skin from sweat in the worst places settles in but it’s a problem for later.

“A man can dream,” he says wistfully.

“Of homicide by cock?”

“Of dick game strong enough to murder someone.”

He rubs his nose along yours, breathes mingling in a lazy kiss as exhaustion creeps over your both. 

“Your face smells like pussy.” You slouch into the mattress, deadweight while taking all of his like the perfect blanket.

He kisses you again, tongue teasing at your lips until you give the very real threat of teeth against it and he backs away. “Your mouth tastes like cock so I guess we’re even. C'mon we need to shower again.”

“Nooooooo,” you grumble, clinging to him in an effort to delay the chill waiting to invade between you.

“At least let me get a rag.”

Your legs tighten around his waist, locked at the ankle for dramatic effect. “If you pull out I’ll cry.”

“Words every man wants to hear,” he hums into your cheek with a kiss. “But my dick is sore and we both need to sleep.”

“Fine.”

When he pulls away you feel empty; devastatingly so. But you don’t ask him to comeback. Just pout at the loss and revel in placating pampering you receive in return.

He goes through the steps with familiarity. Wiping away the mess between your legs, tossing your shirt back up from the floor but you forgo it, choosing to sleep naked much to Soonyoung’s delight.

You use his chest as a pillow, curled into his side and tucked under his chin. The steady beat of his heart lulls you off. The last thing you register, on the hazy perimeter at the edge of sleep, is his fingers at your cheek and the ghost of a kiss on your forehead.

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ok so

intrusive thoughts that are not real intrusive thought at 1 AM:

Heatwave and Boulder are love partners, at the same time, Heatwave is the triplet-spark of Shockwave, who in the past was with Hightide, who now is with Dreadwing, who has a dead twin-spark named Skyquake; and Soundwave, who was with Megatron, who is now with Optimus, Elita and Ratchet, also, Soundwave has a pair of twin-sparks named Rumble and Frenzy, a cat and a condor with Megatron before their divorce (just a way to say it). AT THE SAME TIME, Boulder is the twin-spark of Bulkhead, who has a little human sis named Miko and Wheeljack is the weird dude with the strange dynamic. AT the same time, both have kids, Salvage, Sissi, Wedge, Hot Shot and Soil.

Also, we have Chase and Blades who are cousins, at the same time, Chase is with Quickshadow, both of them had a really big family but both families are dead, at the same time, Blades has a boyfriend, Bumblebee who is Optimus´ son, and Blades has another cousin named Skyfell who has a kid name Aurora with Jetfire, who is Starscream´s ex and an old fellow of Knockout, who is Blades´s ex and is with Breakdown. Also, Chase has kids that raises with Quickshadow, Blurr, Whirl and Quickcall.

ALSO, the bots live and work with the Burnses, Charlie who has an ex-wife, a brother named Woodrow, his partner Chase, and four kids, Kade, who is also Heatwave´s friend and is with Hayley; Dani, best friend of Blades and is with Taylor; Graham, bestie of Boulder and in a complicated relationship, and Cody, best friend of Frankie, who is also Ezra Greene daughter, the lead scientist of the island, also, he is married with Ana Baranova and has a baby with her name CeCe.

At the same time, Morrocco searches for all of them, who is friend of Jules Verne, Morrocco also met Madeline Pynch, who is mother of Priscilla, future girlfriend and wife of Cody.

also, the Burnses has a pirate and a king on the past family

what´s the point of this post and why is important for the Au?

because I just noticed that maybe I made the Burns family too big, and I don´t regret anything.

[sixstepsaway]

i've had some thoughts bouncing around for a while about ofmd s2, and in light of the news, i'm going to brain dump some of them. if you don't feel like listening to me complain about HBO and would rather just go cry about OFMD not getting season 3, that's chill, go ahead, no hard feelings

so.

season 1 was absolutely the definition of lightning in a bottle. it had great acting, great writing, gorgeous set and costume design, it was great, and not only that but it was unabashedly queer

jim had a whole episode dedicated to "actually i'm not a woman i'm just jim" and then everyone - even the bad guys, even the antagonists, even their nun nana, everyone - referred to them as they/them after that, no questions asked

the main character went through an arc that was basically figuring out his sexuality and going "oh shit, i love a man" on a show that was not directly advertised as "OUR QUEER MEANS DEATH" like a, y'know, Queer Show would be

and stede and ed's romance felt like it was important. It felt like the pirates of it all was mostly incidental, background, filler, just fun to pad out the situation and give them things to be challenged by (the badmintons!) while also being fun on its own. it's the kind of show where if you pulled all the characters out and slapped them into a whole other situation like space agents or time travellers or everyone lives together in a loft runs a bakery... it'd still work. sure, the badmintons would be less murderous and run a competing bakery or something, but it'd still work, because the focus was on the characters, and on the romance between stede and ed

the first three episodes of season 3 felt that way too. the love between stede and ed was paramount and if you swapped to a mafia au or a bakery au it'd still work (with some gentle adjustments for ed's Behavior™ to be fair)

but.

season 1, they kept saying it was a rom com, and it felt like one. it was just a rom com that was set at sea! how fun!

now, rom coms have tropes. they have genre-specific things that you kind of expect from, well, a rom com. you expect mess. you expect things like ed fucking off with jack because he doesn't feel good enough

(i've recently been rewatching new girl and although some of the humor makes me cringe, it's still a great show, and one of the main things about it is that everyone is messy. no matter how much schmitt loves cece, he's going to make mistakes. no matter how obviously nick and jess are going to end up together and belong together, they're going to sleep with the wrong people, make mistakes, break up etc. it's as much a rom com as ofmd.

one of the things that makes new girl so good and makes me love the main couples so much is how hard they work to be together, how they fight adversity and the mess of their own flaws and toxicity and still get together because they love each other most, in the end)

i remember in s1 thinking how if stede had been a woman, jack would have been too, and ed would've had at least one romantic/sexual scene with jack when he ran away with him

but i also remember thinking, "yeah, but the show hadn't explicitly done the his name is ed reveal and the kiss on the beach yet, and the reveal hits so hard, it makes sense not to do that earlier", and tbh i stand by that

which brings me to s2, after the first three eps, where they tried to go back to rom com and it just felt... forced.

rom coms usually have adversity. they have other characters that directly and truly threaten the main pairing by being interesting to those characters! no matter how you feel about izzy, he was framed as a love interest or as an ex that was still complicated, but the show very much tiptoed around that

does "i have love for you" and "i loved you best i could" make sense for the characters? yeah.

do i feel like if ed was a woman, she and izzy would've had a messy rebound relationship for stede to have to contend with, for the two of them to come out the other side of wanting each other from? yeah.

ofmd s1 felt unabashedly queer. s2 felt like they didn't want to be too gay.

they put olu with a Woman™, they put jim with a woman almost like it was less queer and more acceptable this way than queering olu, they completely waved off olu and jim's relationship and dropped any concept of polyamory because that would've made it even queerer, not less queer

(i'm using queer here as a definition more of breaking boundaries and being outside of the norm to the extent it makes cishets deeply uncomfortable and the queer in question aren't conforming to society's standards. and this reading of s2 (and s1) is entirely subjective, it's just what's been bubbling here for me)

pete and lucius went from "we don't own each other" to marriage, with no footnotes of what marriage meant to them specifically, whether they were, in fact, conforming with the 'norm' of marriage (exclusivity, labels, definitions etc) or whether they were still chill about these things or whether this now meant no more penis drawings

the queerest episode was probably the party episode (which was so good), but even that was especially queer because some cast members fought to make it so (con wanting izzy's drag to be beautiful not funny has HAUNTED ME, because that means it was originally supposed to be played for laughs!!) not because it was that way naturally

the fact i read somewhere that the party and the drag was originally lupete's wedding makes so much more sense to me because yeah, they WOULD have a wedding like that, but instead they got a lame final episode wedding because it would have been way too queer to do it at calypso's birthday with drag and queer joy everywhere

it also would have been more realistic to the lucius and pete we got in season 1.

there were a lot of things in season 2 that felt... weird. we've talked about it. we have all talked about it.

the final episode, even outside of the thing i hated most, was just horribly written imo. there's big sweeping gestures and no kind of real emotional pay off for the main relationships (lupete included), and everything got tied with a neat little bow at the end

i remember when we were told s2 was 8 episodes and how much the budget had been chopped thinking, "ha, we're so not getting a season 3"

i remember when i realized how weirdly rewritten most of season 2 had been thinking, "yeah, there's not going to be a season 3"

i remember when bitching about ed's arc being totally truncated and handwaved thinking, "mm, we're not getting a season 3"

and i remember when the Revenge sailed off into the sunset with everyone but ed and stede on board thinking, "oh yeah, we're done."

just enough was left open that a season 3 could happen.

just enough was left open that if a miracle happened, there'd be something to do with season 3.

but i genuinely, 100%, hand on my heart, think djenks knew he wasn't getting a season 3

and don't get me wrong, i'm not absolving him of the poor writing choices he made in season 2, but i am saying it makes a lot more sense if you think of it from the perspective of corporate meddling and having everything taken away while he was actively trying to make season 2

we already know HBO cut the budget a ridiculous amount so they just had to make everything work with what they had. we already know HBO cut the episode number.

season 2 plays out like they prepped a good chunk of it, ready for 10 episodes, and then HBO cut the budget and cut the episodes

and so things had to be changed and chopped about. ed's arc got lots of screen time and focus for three episodes (before the cuts) and then things got quicker, and fast

characters were cut for time and for budget reasons.

and then i think towards the end of production and the end of writing, djenks learned the odds of season 3 were minimal at best, and he panicked

i think the original plan was probably for ed's arc to go for the majority of season 2. maybe a middle piece where he and stede tried but it still wasn't Right (last night was a mistake) because ed had so much to work on and so much to heal

i genuinely wonder if the finale was completely rewritten at the last minute because to me it makes way, way more sense from a narrative standpoint for things to have been more staggered out. let's consider ten episodes instead of 8:

episodes 1-5: same as they were when aired, including the gravy basket giving us set-up for what ed's dealing with internally, giving us something to latch onto and prepare for his redemption. NO KISS AT THE END OF EPISODE 5. episode 6: ed is still wearing the bell. he's sort of done his amends with lucius, but now he needs to do amends with the rest of the ship. stede is still learning his piratey ways, so there's hijinks in the background. jim and archie and olu try to decide what their relationship is after the garlic and all, and debate room arrangements. lucius and pete announce their engagement. stede and ed nearly kiss. episode 7: more ed redemption arc. he's still working at things, he's shying away from violence because violence is what took him down this dark path to begin with. maybe we get some discussion of his father. stede, blind to ed's flaws, insists he's nothing like his father! ed tries to make amends with izzy but somehow this is the hardest of all because he hurt him the most of all. izzy gets chance to apologize for what he now sees as his part in pushing ed down into the darkness (trying to drag blackbeard back) and izzy's apology makes ed feel worse somehow and gives him some absolution when he finally figures out how to return his own. ed kisses stede but says he wants to take it slow. episode 8: wedding episode!! calypso's birthday!! ed uses his loot to bankroll lupete's wedding. stede reacts with violence to ned and we know from everything before that ed is actively trying to distance himself from the violence of piracy because, yeah, of course he is. is it a good idea? nope. does it make sense to his character for him to still be putting a good chunk of the blame on piracy for his actions, rather than accepting the parts of his whole and learning how to regulate those parts healthily? yes. anyway, stede reacts to his own violence by clutching for ed, ed feels after like his boundaries were pushed. same as show. episode 9: ed is having a meltdown. he and izzy have started to heal, so izzy watching him stare at fishing boats and just chatting to him like nothing happened actually makes a lick of sense. lupete are on their honeymoon at jackie's. olu gets to hook back up with zheng and archie and jim want to go along because they're not super happy on the ship still because although ed is doing better, the past of what he does still hangs over everyone. olu, zheng, jim and archie do not discuss the poly of it all properly, and it's hilarious and a mess, and gives us something to look forward to handling in season 3. ed freaks out about stede being violent when he's the one thing he felt like wasn't violent (and thus safe for him to be with), and about taking it not at all slow, breaks things off and runs away. izzy gets stede to come back to the ship. stede gets into a fight with zheng, the bombs go off, whatever (not a fan of this for her sake but if it has to happen, it can happen) episode 10: ed is off fishing but it's not going well and he's pissing pop-pop off all the time because he's not good at fishing. stede and co are handling the ricky of it all. the episode is mostly the same at the start, but instead of ed immediately going "omg, i gotta save bae" he doesn't find out about the attack until right at the end of the episode. stede and co make it back to the revenge and escape safely, and when ed retrieves his leathers and returns he thinks they're dead! he threatens/tortures/whatever some english and they say no, stede escaped! they all escaped! the season ends with ed, all decked out in his leathers, with his sword, now in the position stede was last season: staring out over the water, planning to find the man he loves.

this sets season 3 up for ed to be on his own for a little while, for him to handle and figure out how to channel his violence into something 'good' (wanting to find his love, wanting to protect his crew etc).

maybe season 3 flashes back to baby!ed again and the fact his first act of violence against his father wasn't motivated by anger or spite, it was motivated by wanting to protect someone he loved: his mum.

then season 3 they find each other again, and maybe they meet in the moonlight for the parallel to hit even better, they finally get back together properly, for good, with maybe some comedic issues along the way, and ed finds his place in the world to be less "blackbeard, the terror of the seas" and more "ed protects those he loves."

i honestly think this is probably how the show was originally meant to go, or at least something close.

i think midway through season 2, djenks heard it was over and he (rightfully) panicked and threw together a finale that tied up as many loose ends as he could because he knew.

and i dont think there's anything that could've been done about it. i think it was dead in the water (no pun intended) the moment all the MAX/HBO/whatever reshuffles happened, I think it was too queer and I genuinely think executive meddling made a lot of the more queer elements go away, possibly right down to trying to wipe away the exes/love interests of it all with that whole father figure thing

and, again, i'm not absolving djenks of some of his more baffling writing decisions. he's a grown man and he makes his own choices. but i am saying i think it explains a LOT about why the finale we got is what we got, and i'm not sorry stede and ed ended the show together rather than apart or with their lives hanging in the balance or something

anyway these are just a bunch of thoughts i've been having, tied together by the cancellation.

[forthedancingandthethriving]

(Inspo)

Diana had lived for a long, long time. Immortality, of course, came at a steep price, that being her body frozen in time while the rest the world moves on. The siren had made peace with it centuries ago, and there was the slight comforting fact that if she did decide she wanted her time to come, there were people she could ask.

But one thing, one person that remained the same throughout it all was fucking Captain Doddypoll. Yes, Doddypoll, and no, Diana had no clue why that was his name either.

Back some time ago, he was a force to be reckoned with. Even though Diana was just a guppy back then, following the currents of other pods of mermaids and sirens, she knew he was threat.

He hunted sirens and mermaids for a single purpose; their voices. To extract the magic from them. While sirens could hypnotize and entice, mermaid voices were more gentle and were more connected to healing and the sort.

Diana didn't know it back then, but he was a Shy Guy. She supposed it made sense nowadays. His clothes were reminiscent of a Shy Guy's.

Speaking of which..

"BASTARD!" Diana roars as she looks down at the ship, even taller than she usually was. Her teeth were as sharp as knives, her fangs prominent. Patches of scales cover her body, and her nails had melded into her skin, giving her long, sharp claws that faded to black. Black fish spines trailed down her back, flared out angirly. Her sclera was pitch black, and her pupils slit. Lightning crashed, and winds howled around as she snarled down at the captain.

She could say, without a shadow of a doubt, she was seriously considering tipping off someone that this fucker was immortal and making a case for it to be stripped.

"I'LL GET YE SOMEDAY, YE OVERGROWN BELUGA!" The captain shouts, waving his cutlass up at her.

"HOW HAS IT BEEN CENTURIES AND YOU STILL DON'T KNOW YOUR FISH?!" Diana groans before she spins her trident. She hits his ship at an angle, sending the screaming captain and his ship flying off into the distance.

"AND GET A BETTER ACCENT, THAT ONE WENT OUT OF STYLE 300 YEARS AGO!" She calls after the ship before huffing.

The siren watches with narrowed eyes before she slowly lets out a breath. She slowly shrinks back down to her 'normal' kaiju size, all of her extra features fading away. She purses her lips.

That was in the direction of the kingdom.. Eh, she was sure the crew could handle it.

With that, she dives back down into the water.

(Meanwhile, in the Showgrounds, Mario is unceremoniously crushed by the ship that fell from the sky, with Luigi narrowly dodging it.

"That stupid BITCH!" The very raggedy Shy Guy wearing a captain's hat, an overgrown gray beard on his mask, and still waving a cutlass let out a myriad of curses that were both colorful and very clearly out of date.

"Oh, hello, laddie!" The captain calmed when he spotted Luigi, not at all hearing Mario screaming from pain. "Think ye can help an ol' pirate out?")

○●○

Diana lounges on some rocks, deep in the crags of an underwater cave she had made her 'home'. It was nothing special, really, but she decided to make it her home after Lily gave her the puppy eyes.

Well, normally, that wouldn't work, but her descendant had gotten all the kids to do it, so it made her cave pretty quick.

She gently pet a school of fish swimming past, before a large Cheep Cheep came swimming up to her. Normally, she'd eat them (if she was hungry), but this one she kept around, solely because it was good at delivering news.

"Hello, Cece," Diana greets the Cheep Cheep with a wave. "What do you-"

The siren didn't get any more words out as the Cheep Cheep began to freak out, making various fish noises and spinning around in the water at a rapid pace.

Her eyes darkened.

"He..

Fucking..

WHAT?!?"

Diana didn't know how she did it, as one moment she was in the ocean and the next she was leaping out of the pond that was in the Showgrounds and shaking the ground as she landed. Gone was her tail, as she now stood on too legs, and the siren was pissed.

Her being pissed turned to absolute fury upon seeing the crew all tied up in various ways, and Lily in a cage.

"Hah! I knew ye'd-"

"BASTARD OF A FUCKING MAN!" Diana roars, and the world responds with her. The winds begin to howl, swirling above and bringing the clouds with it. Rain starts to pour down, and lightning flashes in the distance, illuminating the now darkening skies.

"Is it me, or is she bigger than usual?!" Meggy shouts admist the howling winds.

"I SHOULD TEAR YOU TO SHREDS!" Diana lunges down and pierces one side of Captain Doddypoll's ship with her hand. The other, gently yet shaking from rage, gathers the crew and sets them off to the side.

Then, she lifts the ship to her face as her monstrous features begin to show.

"Ye.. don't feel like talking, do ye?" Captain Doddypoll chuckles nervously.

"I'm going to castrate you." Diana says simply, her multilayered voice a mere deadpan before she chucked his ship to the ground, causing it to splinter into thousands of little pieces. Her staff appeared in her hand, nearly as large as her, before she began to slam it down against the shrieking captain again and again.

The crew, having sufficiently freed themselves, watch in awe and some terror. (Lily less so in the terror department, because that meant she could do that when she got angry too.)

After some moments, Bob, Karen, and Tari pipe up at the same time, "Would."

Everyone whips around to look at them, the epitome of "WTF??" on their faces.

"Mom?" Cody looks at Karen, shocked. "Bob, I get. Tari, I sorta get. But MOM?"

Karen simply shrugs, crossing her arms.

"DON'T EVER COME BACK HERE AGAIN YOU POOR EXCUSE OF A PIRATE!" Diana roar of rage snaps everyone back to attention. They all watch, once again amazed and slightly terrified as she effortlessly tosses the screaming captain off into the distance.

After taking some moments to calm herself, Diana shrinks down to her 6 foot form, and all her monstrous features vanish. She adjusts her dress before making her way over. "I'm so sorry about that, everyone," she apologizes, running a hand through her hair. "Goodness, if I knew he'd land here, I would have never hit him that hard."

"You know him, Diana?" Lily asks quickly before Bob can make some sort of comment.

"A captain, immortal like I am." Diana shakes her head. "He's deadset on finishing the job he has, so of course he'd target you."

"Which is..?"

"Stealing siren voices." Diana shrugs and Lily scowls.

"Oh. That's why he kept on trying to make me sing."

SMG4 crosses his arms. "He won't be coming back, will he?"

"It'll take him some time." Diana shakes her head. "I destroyed his ship, so he'll have to remake it."

"Huh.." the Guardian nods. "I wonder where he landed."

○●○

Somewhere in the middle of the ocean, Captain Doddypoll surfaces, spurting out seawater.

"Ah, when I get my hands on 'er..!"

He trails off when some shadows loom over him. Several large sharks eye him.

"Uh oh."

"It's dinner time, boys!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

[chronicallylatetotheparty]

Perfect Paradise Ch.14:

The Risen are Ridden with Rhythm and Dance

Summary: On the Shadow Path.

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"How disturb-ox," Caramba muttered, rubbing the "chin" of his short, round, yellow exosuit.

Looking through the data on his other arm's wrist screen. Caramba paced the length of the Chaos. Occasionally glancing at the waters of the Seine below.

"How did they open a vortex without a Blix?' Carapace asked.

"They didn't," Cece slid down the mast onto the main deck of the Chaos. "The astronomical rings you described are an Aerian dimensional anchor. They must've waited for a vortex to open in the general vicinity of France and redirected it to Paris."

Rena Rouge smacked her fist into her palm. "That's why it didn't close! They were keeping the vortex open because it was their only way back."

"But what were they after?" Carapace asked.

"You have a matriarch in that zoo of yours don'tcha?" Zak pointed out.

"The Blix? Isn't it a bit big?" Rena held her hands up and moved them apart to represent the relative size of the giant jellyfish and the pirate ship.

"Never stopped them from trying before," Cece replied.

"An entire dimension between her and the Triangle and these boneheads still can't leave her alone. Typical," Zak muttered.

"I hear you dude," Carapace said.

"It was definitely one of Caligo's missing ships." Caramba pulled his robotic limbs in and rolled his spherical exosuit towards Cece. Popping back to his feet and showing her his wrist screen. "Look at the engine signature."

"Caligo?" Rena asked.

"Admiral Caligo. He's the only skeleton with an eye patch," Zak explained.

Rena Rouge's brow furrowed. "Why would a skeleton need an eye patch?"

"What's more surprising is that you can detect anything at all, little dude," Carapace said.

Caramba opened the face screen of his exosuit. The small green alien grinned, single antenna bobbing. "Wahoolian technology is far more advance-ox than Earth standard. The only civilization that comes close is- No, I shouldn't say."

"Spoilsport," Rena muttered, disappointed at not getting a hint.

"If my calculations are correct the rate at which viable vortexes are appearing outside the Bermuda Triangle is stabilizing," Caramba stated.

"That's good. Right? That sounds good," Carapace observed.

"It's within expectations," Caramba shrugged.

"Huh?" Rena gave them a confused look.

"Remember when I unlocked the Triangle twenty-ish years ago?" Zak asked.

"Vaguely."

"Vortexes started opening sporadically across the Earth due to so many dimensions of null-time being... Reattached, so to speak," Cece explained. "The imbalance only delayed the stabilization process. Now that Carapace's ward is in place it appears the metaphysics of the Triangle is making up for lost time."

The present members of the Seven C's laughed at what was probably an inside joke.

"Hear that Turtle dude? Progress already!" Zak held his arm up for a fist bump. Carapace obliged.

"However, it does mean that more vortexes are safe to travel through," Caramba said. "Usually exiting the Triangle would send you back to the time and place you entered it."

"But skeletons were never ones for rules," Cece said.

"Neither are we," Zak grinned.

"You think they'll try again?" Rena Rouge asked.

"Unlikely. Timeline pirates have to contend with the temporal authorit-ox of Timesters, your own Bunnyx and the anti-paradox magic of the Bermuda Triangle itself. Coming back is just asking to get caught."

"Silver lining. I'll take it," Carapace grinned.

Zak rubbed his hands together. "Great! Then we're done. And since we're already here might as well go sight seeing!"

"Uh, don't you think an Atlantian and a Wahoolian will attract attention? Paris pretty much assumes anyone weird is an akuma nowadays."

"Rena Rouge is correct Zak Storm," Cece agreed. "We would stand out."

"I've thought of that!" Caramba raised a finger and then brought it down on a device in his hand.

A holographic field spread out from it. Zak's sword vanished. Caramba appeared like a short, pudgy boy in a yellow shirt. And Cece's clothes changed to more surface appropriate attire. Her hair was still pink but the scales on her forehead and the points of her ears disappeared.

Cece touched the invisible fins along her forearms to make sure they were still there. "And this is why Atlantians don't like visiting the surface."

"Aw, c'mon!" Zak wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Already walking down the ramp. "It'll be fun! We can visit an aquarium if you get land sick."

"Very funny, Zak Storm."

Caramba stretched his exosuit arm from the walkway on the bank of the Seine to pat the Chaos' hull. "We'll be back before you know it!"

The Chaos' eyes glowed briefly as he acknowledged their departure.

Rena glanced down at them, still on the deck, and pointed. "Should we?"

Nino waved her concern away. "Ah, let 'em be tourists. They deserve a break."

"I thought you said there were seven of them?"

"Yeah, two of 'em are spending time with family in the Middle Ages and one's in the Golden Age of Piracy. Apparently."

"Shut up!"

"I'm serious! Time doesn't flow linearly in the Triangle. You know that, dude."

"I keep forgetting that they're older than they look."

"Zak and Cece are about our age."

"They look twenty!"

"Yeah, they don't spend much time outside the Triangle... Or at least Zak doesn't. Atlantian dudes do age slower than us."

"I'd be jealous if it didn't come with temporal displacement trauma."

"You still look beautiful, dude."

"I'll have you know that I'm not the type of girl who fools around with another man's husband."

"Ha, ha," but Nino couldn't quite hide his smile.

(Read the rest on AO3)

[quq-fan]

Another crew appreciation post

[queenakana]

[aislingsurrow]

FFXIV Write

Day 12

Quarry

918 words

Papa was going to leave for sailing and Aisling was scared. So scared that she cried and clung to his legs the night before- as if not sleeping would mean the night never ended. He’d never leave.

But he gently pried her from his shins and soothed his daughter. Patted her head- assured her future fears were for the future. He’d be as safe as he could- and if she had any thoughts she should write them down. 

“Get it all out, eh? It’s how I practiced my writin’.”

The next morning, when little Aisling woke to her father already gone to sea she cried some more. Mama gave her warm cider and sweet porridge and ham for breakfast, so it was a little better. But not much. 

So, when her heart felt heaviest, she took her father’s advice and started to write. 

Dear Diary, Papa said I should do this and talk to you. Someone keeps saying Papa is gonna be in danger but they must be lying. Papa is the best pirate so I know he’ll be okay, but they’re laughing at me and I can smell blood like when Chef Wydershyn is cutting meat. I can hear the laughing in my head and I can see r-

Aisling’s hand twitched and the next word was lost in a rough splatter of ink. She felt the shape of her back change- arm sweeping out wide. Her body hung straight and tall, head tilted, a puppet on strings. 

And she wrote again, in a hand and manner unlike her own.

I can see our quarry ahead. Captain says the headwind will let us reach her within the hour. Heart’s pounding hard in my chest. Little Dream’s cries in my head.  She’s always had a head for trouble. Whimpering before the storm, scared stiff of a window about to blow open. One time she figured a thief would come around, and she was right. Found him before he could raid the cashbox.  What if she’s right this time, too? I worry each time I hear her cry, that some disaster is right around the corner. I tell her we do all we can, but it’s like fate whispers to her betimes. Cece keeps telling me to quit the crew and work in the Burrow full time. Sometimes I wonder if I should. But the gil is good. Especially today. The ship we’re chasing is heavy with gun and powder. Garlemald keeps its merchant vessels protected well, but the cargo is rich and thick. My share might buy a new oven for the Burrow. That’s worth it, isn’t it? At least this will be over s

Aisling turned her head, hearing words unspoken in her room. But there was a call- a bell- thunderous steps above her- 

Her body didn’t move, but Someone did. And she felt that Someone toss the small diary and pen somewhere safe- and then above deck. Joining with a thrum of bodies- the crew, all as one, and 

A BOOM!

CRACK! 

Someone turned their head as splinters shot out around them and- above their heads- the mast cracked and fell- 

Aisling shouted and careened out of her chair, crashing like the mast into the deck. Her hangs dug at the ground- scrambled to find purchase- and her crying and frantic jingling of her bells alerted her mother. 

Cecelia ran upstairs to find her young daughter inconsolable. 

“He’s crushed! He’s all sunk! Papa! Paaaapaaaaa!” 

With heavy certainty in her skull, Aisling clung to her mother’s skirts all that day and found the waiting terrible. She was sure bad news would arrive- a broken, splintered ship. Flotsam and jetsam carried by the tide to shore. Cargo would come a day later, bodies soon and then and then and then- 

And then her arm twitched again. Someone was trying to write, and her back hurt so much she had to run to her desk and yank her diary open to ease the pain. She placed a pen in her shaking, already writing hand and caught something midword-

od day. My leg aches like a bitch but it’s fine. It’s fine.  The Garlean vessel took a fight. They crashed our mizzenmast first, but the main still had support from the fore and stayed aright. Rigging crew compensated well, but that’s when Jores fell and didn’t come back up.  The fighting came fierce. Broadsides traded. But we managed an approach and boarded well- a flood of us versus a wall of them.  Pissant Garlean commander didn’t know how to lead his men. We were lucky he didn’t. Numbers not on our side. A bastard got my thigh in the fray. I killed her, but I went down after. Couldn’t move. But I hid till the fighting managed a stop. Lucky I weren’t trampled.  We’re headed back now. I’ll look a fright for Aisling and Cece and I’m sure to get an earful. Maybe Cece’s right. I’ll have to talk to her about it.  Our haul is plenty. Share’s being drawn up now- I get an extra half for the injury. Maybe it’s still worth it. Kehv says he’s packing in though,

Her shoulder unhooked and little Aisling groaned, rolled out her shoulder. She peered at her diary- filled now with her father’s familiar handwriting- and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Lucky you write stuff down, Papa,” she muttered. Her little hands clutched the book and held it tight to her chest- glad for once that Someone brought good news.

[ivyprism]

Undertale AU Characters

Undertale - Grillby, Riverperson and Frisk: Grillby (Grillbz), Riverperson (or RP), and Frisk

Underfell - Grillby, Riverperson, Undyne, and Frisk: Tyrian, Rivulet, Neve, and Tart

Underswap - Chara: Pudding

Swapfell Amethyst - Chara: Custard

Horrortale - Aliza

Dancetale - Frisk: Mooncake

Fellswap Amaranth - Grillby, Muffet, Fuku Fire, Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Asriel, Goner Asriel, Monster Kid/Temmie, Frisk, Chara, Napstaton, Hapstablook, Asgore’s Mother and Father, Toriel’s Mother, and Father: Vulcan, Eclair, Enya, Fujiko, Beryl, Elric, Alexandra, Victor, Nicole, Micah/M, Farin, Clare, Ryder, Hendrix, Theodora, Cedric, Octavia, and Claudius.

Swapfell Glaucous - Grillby, Muffet, Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Napstaton, Hapstablook, Chara, Frisk, MK/Temmie, and Asriel: Thyme, Candy, Rosette, Athena, Delray, Madeline, Xavier, Blake, Truffle, Strudel, Waffle/Cream, and Louis.

Mafiatale - Asgore and Toriel: Clyde and Pearl

Mafiafell - Asgore and Toriel: Harvey and Opal.

Mafiaswap - Asgore and Toriel: Lex and Garnet

Alluretale - Asgore, Toriel, Frisk, Chara, Asriel/Flowey, Monster Kid, Mettaton, Napstablook/Napstaton, Grillby, Muffet, Undyne, and Alphys: Heath, Joy, Honey, Aero, Graham/Gram, Toffee, Espresso, Latte, Whiskey, Mocha, Dagger, and Citrine

Allurefell - Grillby and Muffet: Vermouth and Sherry

Angels Fall - Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Napstaton, Mettaton, Grillby, Muffet, Frisk, Chara/Temmie, Asriel/Stuffy, and Monster Kid: Dina, Mieko, Alastair, Brea, Neo, Myles, Helios, Pastry, Halo, Cherub/Cece, Theodore/Theo, and Malachi.

The Mermaid Mercenary - Undyne: Blyze

Final Boss AU - Toriel, Asgore, Frisk, Chara, Flowey, Undyne, Alphys, Mettaton, Napstablook, Grillby, Muffet, and Monster Kid: Adrienne, Caderyn, Lowen, Moss, Griff, Valda, Dian, Ceol, Lalo, Ardere, Honoré, and Emery

The Visitor - Frisk: Vett

The Melody of the Universes - Asgore, Toriel, Asriel/Flowey, Chara, Frisk, Monster Kid, Muffet, Grillby, Mettaton, Napstaton, Alphys, and Undyne: Caprice (likes to be called Reese), Aria, Piper/Pip, Caprice, Symphony, Brio, Sonata, Jazz, Chord, Rhapsody, Allegra, and Lyra

Old AU - Grillby, Muffet, Fuku Fire, Undyne, Alphys, Toriel, Asgore, Asriel/Flowey, Monster Kid, Frisk, Chara/Stuffy, Napstaton/Napstablook, and Mettaton: Flint, Sherbert, Stella, Oriel, Della, Tara, Theodoric, Asher/Grey, Marlowe, Angel (also goes by Gem), Haven/Lyric, Kai, and Apollo

The Pirates of Vividus - Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Asriel, Chara, Frisk, Monster Kid, Grillby, Muffet, Mettaton, and Napstablook: Rivule, Exos, Typhos, Crystal, Marble, Flair, Illume, Fye, Sonus, Dusk, Aeranas, and Terberis

Royal - Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Asriel, Chara, Frisk, Monster Kid, Grillby, Muffet, Mettaton, and Napstablook: Ocea, Intris, Fernis, Tera, Entros, Rane, Hayle, Lec, Tinder, Vapora, Theuros, and Noxis

The Wandering SOULs - Chara and Temmie: Sailor and Quest (Q)

The Duet of Medieval and Modern - Toriel, Asgore, Asriel, Chara, Frisk, Monster Kid, Alphys, Undyne, Mettaton, Napstablook, Grillby, and Muffet: Celastrina, Aglias, Clodius, Papillon, Frey, Ellis, Diana, Louise, Herod, Riff, Ignatius, and Dulcie

[sleepyowlwrites]

📖

Okay so I did indeed forget, but mom and I were listening to (good) Christmas music in the car and having a really good conversation, and then once we arrived it was all about Cece, so you'll forgive me.

First fact will be about pirate story!

Jaspera, the captain of the Tempest, is uncanny, and her skill is to never miss what she aims for. This makes her a deadly enemy in combat, especially since her weapon of choice is a pistol. When she was a child, she was so adept at shooting that she never paid attention to her lessons. In her family, everyone chooses a weapon very early on to be their specialty. Jaspera even told her grandmother, the family matriarch, that she didn't have anything left to learn, so her grandmother told her to "leave and come back when you know the value of learning." Jaspera learned that lesson long ago, but she still hasn't been home in years.

Thanks for asking, Klove

[cf8wrk4u-us]

Rescue Bots x One Piece

Do you think that when the kids are back at home after a lot of adventures, their pirates crews when meeting the kids families, would Sanji do a Sanji thing and start simping for Anna Barabova (Frankie's new mom), Dani (Cody's big sister) or even maybe Quickshadow 😂😅???

For Cody of course would be hard different as even tho the Burns and the Bots are angry Cody would stop them because he knows how strong Kid and his crew are... unless we say that in all this time the crew warm up to Cody and do feel sorry.

Part of this answer depends how long the kids were gone, ether a few months to a year or more maybe.

All the same, it's a heartwarming reunion for a lot of people.

Frankie or Greenie as she's called among the Strawhats has a great time showing her family along with the Rescue Team and the Bots.

Everyone is both impressed and a bit freaked out by Frankys robot body, with Anna Baranova horrified how anyone could put that much robotic prosthetics into there body all on their own😣

But it dies down, and Doc Greene is an instant fan asking so many questions about how Franky's body and the rest of his inventions work. Anna would be a lot more friendlier but would try to ask Franky to put on some pants, especially in front of Cece. Though she's pleasantly surprised at how brilliant Franky is despite his eccentric behaviors.

Chase would comment that Franky was being indecent, possibly criminally so 🤨

But Blades would try to copy his dance 😆

Speaking of the bots, Luffy, Usopp, Chopper, and Franky are instant fans of the bots. Eyes sparkling at their shiny armor and at the way they transformed into different vehicles. Luffy would stretch to jump on Heatwave shoulder and immediately ask him to join his crew or Blades after seeing him fly🤩

Sanji is a gentleman to all women, it dosent matter what age or even species they are. So he be incredibly respectful to Dr. Baranova and Quickshadow, but you better believe that he'll do a noodle dance when he sees Dani or even Madeline Pynch.

"Dani! My darling! My dear rescuing angel! Please save me! My heart is in need of your sweet medical care! One only you can cure"!😍

He's swiftly cut off by ether a hit from Nami or a confrontation from Taylor if he's there.

Kade be pretty mad if he started flirting with Hayley but he get told off too for looking at Nami and Robin a little longer than he should😅

Though the biggest person who may not have made the best impression would be Brook. While being a singing talking skeleton made him extra cool to a lot of the Griffin Rock Team, especially the bots who are interested in learning about human anatomy and think the expossed bone structure is very educational, he looses a lot of respect when he goes around asking his....underwear question...😒

Kade threatened to bury him while Chief Burns was close to socking him😤

Plus Blades thought he was kinda scary.

But after a while, they make up, loving Brooks music and seeing what a kind person he was to her. His jokes are funny too, and the 45-degree angle one has Graham and Boulder laughing!

He even find a connection between himself and Baranova, given that they were left isolated for years. Him at sea and her underwater.

Chopper is an instant favorite with Dani and the other girls, along with the more animal loving bots. But what really makes him a fast friend to Dani and Dr. Baranova is his medical knowledge and they sir and talk about the best care for things like first aid or what kind of rescue needed a special kind if medical care. Chopper thought Dani wad the coolest given that she rescued and treated people as part of her job.

Usopp, being an inventory himself, thinks Geiffin Rock is amazing and would talk to Doc Greene about his inventions. The pair even swapping stories over how some of there inventions went wild.

Robin is another favorite among the scientists, offering insights into their world and its history to anyone intrested. Uncle Woodrow would like her and to hear her stories with the crew and the different islands they went too.

Doc Greene is just fascinated about Devil Fruits and goes around asking each member about theirs. He's stretched Luffys skin, shook hands with an arm Robin sprouted, asked Brook to show him his "soul", and on Chopper and his shape-shifting abilities.

Zoro is really interested in the bots andvwonders how good they could fight😏

The Rescue Team, though, is worried and nervous at the fact he carries swords, with Chase saying he needs to be jailed for bring illegally armed.

Luffy thinks Griffin Rock is cool though a little bit boring till an emergency happens. Hethinks the Burns are cool for being heros but still says he never be one. Kade likes Luffy and finds him funny, also that he like Kade sandwiches.

When its eventually time to leave Frankie cries, as much as she wanted to be with her parents the Strawhats were her family now too. She wanted to see Luffy become King of the Pirates and see the others complete there dreams but she wants to be with her dad and new Mom.

It's a hard goodbye.

Now onto Pricsilla.

Pricsilla tries to introduce her mother to the crew and Law, tell her about her adventures and her Devil Fruit Power. But her mother, Madeline Pynch m, remain polite but cold. Even brushing off the crew members who tried to talk with her and tell her what a wonderful daughter she has, even cute Bepo!

The only ones who were friendly were the Burns, the Greene Family, and the Bots.

Law didn't like her, the cold and calculating eyes of Madeline Pynch reminded him too much of Doflamingo or members of his organization. Measuring people's worth and how the stock of the situation could benefit them.

Also Madeline isn't very welcoming of Priscillas powers asking her not to use them or even show them to anyone. I. Her words there "creepy and unsightly" though Madeline would contemplate on maybe using them for a scheme.

It does break Priscilla heart, but this was her mom and her home, she was back and needed to go back to normal...right?

In a quiet moment Law offers a place on his ship for Priscilla, permanently. He understood this was her home universe but if she could see herself any other place then he be willing to take her on his crew again.

Priscilla almost cries as this was one of the nicest things Law has said to her.

But what should she choose?

Now we get onto the real angsty part of this crossover, Cody.

Again how Cody is depends on the timeline.

If hebwas older he would have learned at this point how to act like a member of Kids Crew. Being kind of haughty and tough. Imagine everyone's surprise seeing an older Cody who comes off as rude, dressed like a punk, and carrying a weapon 😰

But if it was a still a rather young Cody, he may just be really quiet.

Though all the same he does break into tears and the hisvfamily, along with the Greens, and the Bots ate so happy and relieved to see him...with a metal Griffin?

But slowly they start to see something wrong.

Unlike the pirate crew that Frankie and Priscilla had and where eagerly introducing to the others. Cody was quiet about his, only introducing his captain with a nod calling him "Captain Kid".

Chief Burns knows there is something wrong with his son, Cody was a bot full of smiles and warmth. But now it feels like he's just a shadow of his former self. With a scared face and a hard look in his eyes.

The pirates he was with don't seem friendly ether all glaring or looking apathetic at the Griffin Rock residents. But did have interested or wary looks to the bots.

All the same Chief Burns tries to be polite going up to Kid and thanking him for " taking care of my son and bring him back"

(The next scene depends of which kind of Kid this is. Kid from Wano may have been a little humbled but still determined and arrogant. In ether case if Cody was with him in Wano and supported him with the rest of the crew against the Beast Pirate, Kid might have just nodded at that. Cody may have just been a useless little kid but he was loyal and proved himself tough enough to make it on his crew. He knew Cody wanted to be home and for his time in the crew for good and bad he may have been soften enough to just let him just be with his family.

Pre Kaido Caaptain Kid is another story...)

Kid gave Chief Burns a look before laughing cruelly "Back? Who says he's staying"?

The turning around he gestures his crew back to the ship "I don't know how the he'll we got here but as soon as it's figured out we're leaving, I'll be taking my crew on a side of the island" Kidd glares at Law and Luffy "You better keep out of my way Strawhat, Trafalgar"

As he walks off he turns his head to Cody and Airazor and says "All of us"

Chief Butns could see his son stiffen but all the same Cody gestured for Airazor to move and silently he began to walk back with Kid and the Crew.

His family was shocked, there happy reunion ending too soon. There little brother leaving them, being forced to walk away

"Cody"! his dad called trying to catch up with him.

Kade followed yelling "Cody you've been gone for months! And just got back and now your leaving?! Why are you even listening to this guy-"

He didn't get a chance to finish as too fantastic a curved blade was at his neck.

"I watch what you say to Captain Kidd" said a masked man, Killer.

Everyone gasp and Hayley cried out in fear for Kade!

Heatwave moved to help his partner, a giant hand ready to pin or snatch the knife wielding human away from his partner.

But the-

"Repel"

Heatwave was sent falling down on his back. He was shocked, everyone was, that a Autobot could just be sent tobbling over like a block of wood.

A dark laugh from Kid rang out at he turned to the bots "So my power can work on these tin cans...this should be fun" 😈

But before he could move at the panicked bots a voice was heard.

"Weren't you leaving, Eustass"? Said Law

Kidd glared at him only to get an equally strong look back from not only him but Luffy as well.

Kidd scoffed and continued walking. Killer let Kade go who nearly collapsed at how close he was to losing his head.

Cody was watching his family worried, hesitant to try to check on Kade. His family and friends looked at him begging him to stay.

But Cody felt a firm but gentle hand on his shoulder, Cody looked to see Killer who gave him a quiet shake of the head before guiding him back with there group.

The Burns family was a mess, they just got there youngest back but now he was forced to leave.

How could they have let this happen?

(In the end things get worse before they get better)

[sihakadan]

Based off a dream I had. This is not me, but I dreamt of a girl in love with a pirate captain. She waited on the shore, waiting for his ship's signal but it never comes and she stood there in terror asking "What do I do now, Cass? What am I supposed to do now?"

@sinedra provided her name, Cece. The pirate captain's name is Caspian and he is here: