#naviculariis

[ikkaku-of-heart]

"You know, maybe I should be worried about infighting among my scary dog pack. Hopefully when it comes to each other, their bark is worse than their bite."

[dendenp3]

"Oh! Wow, you really remembered all that?" Their face isn't pink shush. "Though, the one's you got wrong are entirely understandable."

[mtwiind]

@naviculariis gets a smol starter!

"i could go for a bubble bath right now..." he would sigh as he sat down, after dealing with the heat of the day, kaku was wanting nothing more than to be able to soak in a tub. eyes then glanced at kalifa, unsure if she would use her abilities just for him, but boy was he hoping.

[medicus-mortem]

@naviculariis asked: It was nigh impossible to hide a birthday from the crew of the Tang. Hence, when the time rolled around, Shachi was ALWAYS prepared. He liked to think of himself as a birthday God of sorts, picking out the most thoughtful of gifts ( or outright heinous choices. It truly depends on the mood ). Regardless, it was Law's birthday, and damn it all if he wasn't going to make sure Law got a good birthday! Even if that meant bursting into the essential control room with a gift painstakingly wrapped in his hands, as if he had the whole Marine force hot on his heels. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CAPTAIN!” He yelled gleefully as he trotted his merry way over to Law, the ridiculously large box set down on the floor. Within it? Another box. And another! And then one more, all wrapped in different variations of birthday wrapping paper. The final box, however, DID hold a gift. A set of medical textbooks regarding practices used in the West and South Blues. It'd been a PAIN to get ahold of them, really, but it had been worth the bartering and struggle. Birthday Boy!

   The Hearts captain should be relaxing. It's what his crew would want him to do on this day. They'd demand he put away all files and all devious plans. Force him to stop thinking about medical procedures or scanning everyone for an impromptu health check. And yet, he has also failed at turning his mind off. Even as a child Trafalgar Law's mind was always whirling with thoughts and information.

  So here he is, checking the Tang's dials and trajectory. Here he is doing work when he should be sitting around and waiting for the party he's expecting his crew to throw. They do always do this.

   There is the thudding of running feet that echo down the corridor leading into the control room. Law tenses, standing straighter with the assumption this haste brings bad news. And then Shachi bursts in with a massive box. He shouts about Law's birthday and the doctor winces, Shachi's voice echoing in the metallic space.

   "Fuck, Shach, you don't gotta shout," Law grimaces as he watches his friend drops the present.

  He senses mischief because that gift if far too big but Law still sets himself down beside it and goes about unwrapping it. He starts off methodical, carefully peeling off the tape and sliding the box from intact wrapping paper, a habit from his childhood. And then he sees the second wrapped box within the first. His jaw tightens, eyes narrowing. Yep, mischief.

   Law creates a Room around himself and the present. A scan later tells him exactly how many boxes there are before the gift. Law reaches into a pocket and pulls out a collection of coins, all duplicates from his collection and therefore entirely worthless to him. With a twist of his fingers he shambles the book collection out of the now unopened boxes, coins taking their place. He glances up at Shachi, the doctor kinda wanting to see the disappointment of Shachi's face when Law refuses to play along with his prank.

   He then eyes the books, reading the covers and humming in interest.

   "Good choices," he says, still sitting on the control room's floor. "Thanks, Shachi."

[a-musing-mixologist]

Heat is booping the HELL out of Kid and Killer.

O o p s.

"..." His nose is starting to hurt.

"Keep it up and I'm not gonna make ya a new finger when that one is gone." Is it something in the water?

"Ya sure got a lot of energy tonight. ... Should I be worried 'bout our caffeine stores?"

[gxdmade]

@naviculariis [For Penguin and/or Sachi!]

"I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to… the tiredness." A persistent problem, for sure. But not one the sniper wasn't used to. He was usually able to hide it relatively well, but with recovering from their most recent battle comes with the struggle of coming down from being on alert for so long. It left him with a few hours of sleep at a time, but nothing he couldn't handle. Usually.

"I know you're all like, doctors I think? But I swear, I'm okay." Maybe he looked a bit more off than he thought. "M' just drawing anyways, nothing crazy."

[thenorthblues]

@naviculariis x

Now this was a dance the shorter was familiar with, made all the more fun by his newest partner playing along rather easily. Killer leaned into his space, and Shachi hardly even flinched, not one to back down from a challenege. The game was on, and judging by the blond's response, he had the slight advantage of surprise.

The tug on his hat pulled an amused huff from the hybrid, reaching up as if to bat the man's hand away, but twisting to catch his fingers between his own instead.

'An’ how, exactly, is it unfair? Tell me more, M'eudail.'

Seas, with a voice like that, the red head would do just about anything he was told. "You serious? I know you have a mirror babe, there's no way you don't notice how you're practically built like a God. Sculptures could be made of you." The words fall from his lips with ease, eyes peeking over the top of his sunglasses. The tail behind him sways, much like a pleased cat.

"Your hair is beautiful, hands nice and big, warm too. I'd be surprised if you weren't having to chase people off with a stick."

[seaoftales]

⭐️!!

Mihawk

Robin - I think these two would vibe together pretty well, I can also see Robin being curious on what happened at Kuraigana

Lucci - maybe an unlikely pair, but Mihawk potentially joining CP on a mission off sorts or just them sparring, or anything else. Listen, I need these two in the same place at the same time for purely selfish reasons

Shanks - these two in their younger years dueling every single day until one of them eventually collapses from exhaustion, then they take a break and have at it again because they're both too stubborn to step down

Shanks

Mihawk - additionally to the idea up there, Shanks relentlessly pursuing Mihawk to join his crew, to the point where Mihawk threatens to stop visiting if he keeps it up, but Shanks finding other ways of asking him and irking him to no end with it

Kidd - I mean... there can only be one redhaired pirate with a missing left arm and a scar above his left eye, BUT I can see this going two ways: either they are going to murder each other, or they will bond over the fact that they're just that similar despite not seeing eye to eye at first

Beck - these two coming up with a plan on getting the One Piece (because just them saying they gonna claim it is not enough for me!)

Benn

Kidd - Kidd wanting revenge on Beck for taking his arm, anybody??? I would love to see a rematch, maybe Kidd gravely injures Beck?

Shanks - Beck expressing his concerns about Luffy and the One Piece, in terms of what would happen if the Strawhats and the RHP get to it at the same time. Will they fight, is Shanks gonna let Luffy get it or claim it for himself? I NEED ANSWERS!

I'm not sure if you're okay with writing with Uta since she's a pretty controversial character, but I also got ideas for her for your muses too! Father/daughter threads with Shanks, bonding with her fav uncle Benn, Robin maybe knowing what happened to her island when she was a baby and they talk about that, Nami and her being besties, her and Sanji (secretly) dating if you're down for it, just to name a few!

Also holding up my OC to you and making grabby hands at all of your OCs (and obviously your Crocodile!)

@naviculariis

[songofnoheart]

🐇🧺

[ From Robin!!! ]

Send 🐇🧺 to dress them in a full bunny costume ~ accepting

"I am sooo happy you would offer this costume to me! I know I could never match Chopper-san, but do you think I am at least a liiiiittle more huggable and cuddly now?" Brook seemed quite excited. His skeleton body was really hard and uncomfortable to hug for most people with the one exception being Luffy.

"My hand is so squishy. Would you like to touch it, Robin-san?" The musician knew that his dear friend had a weakness to cute things.

[aamaranthiine]

( a reply for @naviculariis' Rob Lucci. )

"Just a messenger, sir," she demurred in answer, the lilt of her voice almost shy. Their eyes dont meet and she seems smaller under his discerning gaze - she knew better than to arouse further suspicion from the Cipher Pol agent. Besides, all she needed was a few moments to redirect his attention: right onto the trio of catnip balls she'd procured for his pleasure.

Thea bites down on her lip to hold back the smile, though its to little avail as the man's eyes dilate and he dips down to nuzzle against the enticing herbs. A shiver of laughter, unable to dampen her mirth at the sight of him falling under the nip's influence. Oh and that purr! The resonance of it made her bones hum.

"Aw, well I'm glad you like them, sir. Such a good kitten," she croons, saccharine and almost doting as one might address a beloved pet.

[sillygum]

coutd. @naviculariis

⠀It felt good- no, right to be back on the open sea once again. The East Blue had been good to them thus far, but adventure awaited, and really- how long could the infamous Red Hair Pirates remain in port at Foosha Village? The Goa Kingdom wasn’t good to remain in for much longer, too much attention was being given towards them. Once goodbyes were said, the sails had unfurled- and away they’d gone, taking to the sea. Shanks hadn't planned on remaining in Foosha for so long, but after losing his arm protecting Luffy- well, things got sidelined. He had to heal before leaving, had to relearn how to use Gryphon and how to keep his balance on the ship. ㅤ⠀Important things, you know? ㅤ⠀They’d been sailing for nearly ten hours by the time evening swept across the sea. The winds were dying down, which meant they’d be moving slower through the night. Perfect for their first night back! Roux was cooking for them, Benn was the wheel, Yasopp in the Crow’s Nest. Things were good, back to normal. Shanks chuckled to himself as he made his way into the Captain’s Quarters, not noticing the little figure tucked away behind his trunk at first. In fact, it took quite some time- ㅤ⠀Before movement caught his ear. They didn’t have rats on the ship- no they had Morag, a fat orange cat, to take care of any rodents that snuck on board. And she was currently bugging Roux for scraps, so what…? Gaze narrowing, he stalked over to the trunk that held his personal belongings and pushed it aside, revealing- ㅤ⠀❝MONKEY D. LUFFY, WHAT ARE YE DOIN’ ON ME SHIP?!❞ 

Surely Shanks wouldn't be THAT upset. Yes, in the past he repeatedly told the young boy no, chased him off or sniffed him out when Luffy found what he thought was a good spot. It's different now, Shanks had gotten hurt and it was all his fault! A swordsman losing his dominant arm … no amount of tearful thank you’s or gazing up at the pirate like a pathetic, wet beast would fix this. Shanks downplaying his injuries only made the knot in Luffy's stomach tighter. Maybe if he'd been angry or at least yelled at him. No, Shanks was patient, laughed it off to spare his feelings and it made the boy feel worse. None of the Red Hair pirates were upset or bared him from sitting at the man's bedside … things were almost normal.

The morning of their departure Luffy only had the nagging feeling that he should go. What if something preventable happened or worse he never saw any of them again? There hadn't been time to scribble a note to Makino that he was leaving or to not look for him. Gramps wouldn't miss him, it'd been months since the old man bothered to stop in and if they were unlucky they'd run into him on the open ocean.

For the first few hours he sat anxiously bundled up in the man's room. When would Shanks find him? How far would he get this time before they had to turn around and hogtie him so he wouldn't follow again. One hour turned to two and then three, the sounds of the crew's choirs and the oceans steady rocking eventually lulling him to sleep.

When the boy finally stirs it's to the hearty scent of caramelizing onions and seared meat. Luffy hadn't prepared a single snack in his impulse to scurry aboard. Whatever Roux is cooking sets his mouth too watering and stomach to roaring. Is he lucky enough to make it all the way to the galley without detection? Pushing up to his knees the boy carefully inches forward, the sound of boots making him freeze.

“WHY ARE YA YELLIN’ SHANKS?!” Small hands have moved to his ears, more irritated with his empty belly and the squawking. “I'm here to help, duh.” Says it like the man really needs the help of some orphaned brat with a useless devil fruit.

Luffy crawls over the large chest, skinny legs wobbling when he tries to stand on the lid to meet the others eye, several inches still preventing him from doing so. “I can help! Let me help!” Small hands ball into first. “Beck can be yer right hand ‘n I can be yer left! Please! I'm real useful ‘n strong!” Instead of sleeping he should have been making a list to plead his case better. “You didn't find me this whole time! Means Shanks has to be rusty, what if I was a assassin ‘er something?” Fist jabs at the air in mock stabbing and in all the excitement the emptiness of his stomach really sets in. Bright eyes droop, little fist going for his shirt to soothe. "You got anything 't eat? 'm starving."

[ikkaku-of-heart]

Vampire Ball starter for @naviculariis

Ikkaku’s brow furrowed as she looked in the mirror. Not at the dress – the red and black satin gown looked gorgeous, especially with the corset bodice emphasizing her curves and lifting her bosom nicely. It made her inner princess swoon a bit, especially with the elaborate ruby choker she’d been gifted to go with it.

But even with all the glitz and glamor, she knew something was off about all of this. For one, she didn’t get invited to fancy parties, nor presented beautiful gowns by an anonymous benefactor. For two, the host, a man who had introduced himself as Maquis Aamon, claimed to have been an old friend of her grandfather. Tomasu Buranku had been a smuggler from the Golden Age of Piracy, but few remembered him or his alias, “Ghostlight.” Even fewer knew or cared that Ikkaku was his granddaughter.

Naturally, the Heart Pirates’ engineer was both suspicious and curious. Gramps did have some strange friends from his career, from a giant sea turtle to Whitebeard himself. So, it wasn’t completely unbelievable that the Marquis knew him. If he was a friend, then Ikkaku had nothing to fear, and she relished the rare chance to hear about Gramps’ heyday.

And if he was an enemy, Ikkaku would gladly take the bastard down herself to ensure no one could threaten the Light Keeper’s well-earned retirement.

“Miss? The party has started,” said a pale maid, peeking into the room. “The Marquis hopes the dress and jewelry are to your liking?”

“Yeah, it’s great!” Ikkaku replied, putting the finishing touches on her red lipstick to hide the way she subtly pocketed the gold earrings she’d been gifted. They were lovely, but she felt much more comfortable wearing her grandmother’s silver earrings instead. Silver was a protective metal on Joras, and if this guy was someone dangerous, she’d rather have every advantage possible. She didn’t have her captain or crew backing her up this time, after all. She doubted the mismatched jewelry would even be noticed since her thick curls covered her ears and draped across her shoulders.

Following the maid out to the grand hall, dark eyes widened in awe at the splendor she was suddenly surrounded by. Handsome men in fine suits mingled and waltzed with beautiful ladies in gorgeous gowns. Crystal chandeliers and golden candelabras illuminated the massive room in a way that gave everything an ethereal glow. Servants wove throughout the crowd with gold trays with crystal goblets full of red wine. The music from the chamber orchestra serenaded the guests, and Ikkaku found herself swaying unconsciously to the tempo.

It was a marvelous display, but the glances she received from a few of the closer partygoers made her shiver. Whether it was her gut warning her of danger or simply telling her she was being judged by people who knew she wasn't the type to attend fancy balls, she wasn’t sure yet. At least when she turned to meet their gazes, she received polite smiles rather than mocking laughter or glares.

Ok, Ikkaku thought to herself as she offered a nervous grin in return, cautiously making her way through the crowd, enemy territory or not, I'm out of my depth. I just hope I won't stand out too much in this crowd. The drinks had better be good, too.

[dendenp3]

@naviculariis x

Had it been anyone outside their crew, Ace wouldn't even be in this position, head rudely dropped into Izou's lap like a ten pound bowling ball. He'd be all politeness, well-trained 'sorry's, 'please's and 'thank you's replacing his normally rough way of speaking. Unfortunately for the gunman though, Ace was quite comfortable around him.

And with that comfort comes the hothead's true nature, selfishly taking up space and acting on harmless impulses like hanging all over those he cares for. (It used to be something he hated, being touched and hugged all the damn time. But Luffy somehow turned that all around... Now look at him, doing the exact nonsense his baby brother used to.)

The light scratch of nails on his scalp really didn't help, his weight somehow relaxing further on the other's lap. He hummed, the sounds of Thatch and Marco acting as a familiar soundtrack to his potential nap.

At least, it would've been, if not for the threat suddenly laid upon him.

Still, Ace just laughs, raising his hands in a placating gesture. "Hey, I can't control that! And if you didn't want me in your lap, you shoulda said so!" Despite this, he feels the need to be just a bit of a little shit, rolling onto his stomach and nuzzling his cheek into Izou's thigh. "Pretty comfy material though. Wish my pillows had covers like this."

[sylvva]

@naviculariis // cont.

❀ 𓏬 ❝Oh I'm not sure...❞ Camilla did not expect this to be turned around on her. Lifting the leaf slightly she peered at it, as if the answer would come to her if she stared hard enough. Any question on plants and the girl would know, insects were never something she tried to study.

     ❝Swallowtails are pretty, I really like the green banded ones so it might be nice if it turns into that.❞

[medicus-mortem]

   Law just starts chuckling at his boys. "Nice. Do it." Then a pause and then a frown. "But other people. Not me."

[a-musing-mixologist]

♡ Kid & Killer for Heat c:

Thoughts || Accepting

●●●○○ | ATTRACTION

●●●●● | AFFECTION

●●●●● | INTEREST

●●●●● | LOYALTY

●●●●● | TRUST

"Makin' a captain rate his crew? That's just plain cruel. What would I do without a bastard like you around to set things aflame?"

He's great at insults. Compliments? Not so much. Don't make him say nice things, he might explode.

"Know I can always count on you t' have our backs. A right hand man's right hand man, fwa fwa fwa!" It's nice to know there's another adult (mostly) in the room from time to time.