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oepionie · 1 year

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— "MY JOLLY SAILOR BOLD." tweels

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SYNOPSIS: You meet two mysterious yet beautiful mermen around your age and you ask them to sing for you. They agree—though there's one condition....they want a kiss in return. A fair deal and you decide that nothing could possibly go wrong....right?

⊹ [ cw ] — suggestive, making out, lovesick/slightly yan-coded behavior, both of them pin for you, drowning, the tweels deserve a warning themselves, fighting, mild blood and injuries, mentions of murder, everyone here is morally grey◞

⊹ [ tags ] — gn! reader, on my siren eel agenda, flirty pirate mc, siren-eels are not to be messed with but mc is reckless, jade and floyd having an ariel moment but they're…a fucked up version of ariel, typical siren-behavior, floyd calls you pretty◞

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WHAT AN ODD LITTLE pirate you were.

Raised by your mother, horrific twisted tales of the deep were practically bedtime stories for you. She was a former ship's captain and a seasoned sailor who had spent more than half of her life at sea.

Mother weaved tales of glorious bloody battles, of thrashing waves, and, most importantly, of dangerous creatures in the sea. Hatred and fear for these grotesque marine creatures have been indoctrinated in you since you were young. It was imbued to the very core of your being, hammered and nailed into your head.

Alas, it appears that you have entirely disregarded the cautions that were issued to you. Any capable pirate knew better than to invite merfolk around.

Especially if you were all alone on a ship.

This year, spring had arrived a little earlier than usual, but you didn't mind at all.

It was at an obscene hour of the night when you were aimlessly paddling your little rowboat over the waves.

Floating a few feet away from your ship, you were gazing out over the sea where the waters were flat and serene, blue as far as your vision would allow. It was a sight you've grown all too accustomed to seeing.

You've sailed a hundred expeditions down this route and you were well aware of the carnage and bloodshed that’s been wrought here in the name of piracy.

A majority of which you've taken part in as—Captain (Y/N).

Young as you were, despite your youth, you had ambition. Already having established yourself as a living legend—or, as some have dubbed you, a living nightmare.

Sailors—young and old—have perished in your name, ships have sunk at your command, and your sword has spilt the blood of hundreds. You had amassed a great fortune from wandering merchants, and fellow pirates alike, all of which were misfortunate enough to fall upon your path.

These were tales and legends from bygone eras; the golden age of piracy had long since passed. Nowadays, you just cruise the sea anyway you pleased.

Adventure seldom found you.

In the middle of reminiscing, you abruptly became aware of a shimmering brilliance beneath the murky sea.

Oh?

'Maybe it was a trick of the waves? Or was it the moonlight's illusion?' You ponder to yourself as you stand at the stern of the boat and look out into the dreary waters.

The entire ocean sleeps when the moon is full. In the middle of the night, no fish or creature would dare remain thus near a boat...so what could possibly be out there?

Peering down, you make eye contact with a pair of glowing yellow eyes, slitted into diamonds.

Startled, the unknown creature slips back into the darkness with scarcely a ripple to disrupt the waves enveloping all about them. You're hypnotized by their shimmering skin as they moved smoothly and elegantly past the icy surfs.

In those short seconds while staring into the pitch-black sea, your mind conjures only one word.

Mermaid.

STRANGE AND STRANGELY FASCINATING, it was. "It" being the obsessive infatuation the Leech twins had for you.

Since they were little, the two brothers have been watching you grow up on that ship, peeping at you behind rocks and tall clusters of brilliant coral.

Curiosity and an interest for humans drew them to you at first, so they thought nothing of it. However, later, as they grew older, that interest developed into something more.

One that made their hearts feel like it was going to burst, a blood-curdling carnage of red and pink spills gushing out in a splatter. With the mere mention of your name, their stomachs sink and turn. The hems of love along their hearts diving into obsession—both feelings closely akin.

Jade and Floyd haven't run upon anyone who was courageous enough to meet creatures like them. Though, they shouldn’t have expected anything less from a pirate like you with an astronomical desire for adventure.

As you waved down at them from the ocean's depths, both of them swiftly swam up to the surface, eager to meet you. Their hands were clamoring and their hearts were racing to a tune that sang praises for you.

"There you are." You grinned handsomely, cocking your head to the side. The flowing fabric of your blouse blew wildly in the fresh salty wind, exposing bits and pieces of your chest and neck for them to see. "Hello~"

Big love-tinted eyes peeked up at you, drinking in every feature, blemish, and scar on your flesh. Occasionally, your gazes would meet and they would quickly avert their stare—a deep blue hue creeping up their cheeks, almost as if they felt bashful around you.

Even then, you thought it would be more appropriate if you were the one who was acting timid.

Because, by the gods, their beauty was such a sight to behold above the waters. In all your years out at sea and land, you've seen no maiden nor man with such features.

Such captivating features.

Teal-haired, with keen, slitted eyes that were veiled with thick, drooping lashes. Cheeks colored with a pale touch of death.

They were breathtakingly beautiful.

There was an urge, a pull at your heart to dive down and join them—drowning yourself in their embrace. Though, you resisted, almost immediately recognizing the sorcery that pulled on your carnal desires.

Mother and weather-beaten sailors had warned you of this. This overwhelming want. This spellbinding stare. Yet as they both drift closer, the forewarned dangers vanishes from your thoughts like mist. You're now left with little more than a hazy consciousness as you see them approach your boat.

You are in grave danger yet you are not afraid. Fear does not grip you as you raise a leg over the side of the boat, swing it over the top of the wood, and then sit over the edge, never taking your eyes off the mermen in front of you.

Their entire body, apart from their eyes, were submerged in the water which made it hard to determine what their species were. Though you could occasionally catch the flicker of their tail slapping against the surface.

Speaking of their tail, it was an utterly resplendent sight! Even if you tried, you wouldn't be able to explain its magnificience as it gleamed brighter than any of the gold or jewels your sullied hands have ever taken hold of.

Its lack of a single color and its vivid, luminous nature fascinated you. Depending on how the moonlight hit it, it radiated a wide range of shades, from the deep tint of blueish teal to a rich shade of bluish jade.

"First time away from your home?" You rasp, waving a hand in the ocean, watching as small ripples curved against the water's surface, tides of the blue abyss travelling outwards.

Minutes pass, and yet you get no response.

"Hmm…you two don't talk much, do you?"

Jade and Floyd knew all about pirates, heard every story, whisper, and tale of the bloodthirsty monsters fueled by lust for gold and glory. And yet, they somehow struggle to picture you as the avaricious captain you were labelled as.

Still, while you appeared free and jovial, both of them could sense that you yearned for the thrill of danger, for life-threatening adventure, and for the many fantastic yet perilous things the ocean has to offer.

They exchanged glances, and at that instant, their plan was set in place.

Appearing docile, Floyd shook his head no, hovering near you and spinning around playfully.

"Awe, aren't you a cute little guy?" You cooed, running a rough hand along his back. The mer shivered, preening at your compliment.

"I really shouldn't be so close to you, though. Us pirates usually avoid approaching any merfolk since…they feel your methods, your ways of living are…" You trailed off, waving a hand in the air as you searched for the right words.

"Spooky?" Jade spoke out, swimming closer to you with a sinister glitter in his eyes. Breath hitching in your throat, you leaned towards him, an amused smirk slowly stretching across your cheeks. "Oh ho? You do talk."

"I can do much more than that." Jade purred, the tone of his voice sinking into a sonorous lull.

Well, you certainly can’t deny that something draws you to these two.

The predictability of your life on these seas has gotten boring to you. Gone were the days of bloodthirsty glory instead, it was always the same routine. Poring over the same ancient yellowed maps, loitering about the deck, and secluding yourself away in the vast sea.

You know your mother would be horrified by your actions, disgusted to see you mingling and, Poseidon forbid—flirting with these…mer.

Though you couldn't bring yourself to care. Speaking with these two was the closest thing to excitement you've felt in a long time.

"That's a pretty voice, love." The grin on your face lacks any of the warmth it had in the past few moments.

You tip your head back and giggle, raspy and brittle, "I heard a mer's song was, um, what did those bards call it? Ah, yes—A voice that is so alluring that men and women jump overboard in squadrons."

"Hauntingly beautiful, that's what the poets call you mermaids…" You hum, watching them slyly from your row boat while reclining back against the wood.

Gaze drifting down their body, your arms folded around your chest and your gaze turned half-lidded, lips curled up in a sensual, cat-like smirk. "…and I can see why. Haunted, I am."

Both of them go abruptly silent and you chuckle, staring at them through the wreaths of grey smoke that curled into fanciful hazy whirls from the foggy environment.

Floyd and Jade squirmed as they both felt the strong pull of their instincts, screaming at them to just drag you into the waters already.

Your conniving praises and silver tongue was starting to get to them. One more push and—

"Say…I've been meaning to ask," You murmur, and seem to take a moment to stare into their innermost souls.

"Can you sing for me…?"

Something snaps.

Floyd makes a low sound, somewhere between a trill and a growl, while Jade's eyes darken considerably. Beneath your piercing, ice-cold gaze, the twins felt their nerves prickle up like the flickering electric stings of a jellyfish.

This is a dangerous game you're playing.

"…You're quite the flatterer," Jade—ever so composed—is quick to snap out of it and smiles simply, tapping his talons along the wooden deck. "…I suppose I could grant you your wish. Though, there is to be an exchange for it."

"Hm? What's that, mate?" You looked up at your ship from your little boat, eyes darting to the windows of your chambers. "That ol' girl isn't new to the seas so there's quite a lot of stuff there. Maybe some of my treasures will catch your fancy—"

"No." Jade interrupts you, the shadow over his eyes returns. "…I do not wish for any treasure or gold. All I want is a kiss."

"A kiss?" You parroted, an eyebrow elevated and amused laughter peaking from your lips. "I have chests of golds and heaps of ruby-eyed jewelry; yet, all you want is a kiss, is that truly what you desire?"

"Yes."

"Nothin' more?"

Jade ponders and pauses for a while, before turning to face his brother. "Floyd, perhaps you want something as well?"

"I wanna kiss from pretty shrimpy too!" Floyd cooed, pursing his lips at you and imitating kissing sounds by hollowing his cheeks. His strong arms, taut with ripping muscle, are crossed over one other as it rests upon the rims of your boat.

"So, what do you say, Captain? Is it a deal~?" Floyd stretches out a hand expectantly.

And you take it.

"Deal." You smirk. "One kiss for each of you, in exchange for a song. Pirate's honor."

Not like the honor of a pirate was worth much anyways.

The melody lifting from Jade's lips was somewhat familiar to you, yet it was of a faraway nostalgia. You couldn’t remember where you'd last heard it, but it felt…right. He had a voice that was velvety smooth; thick, and deep like a dream.

"Upon one summer's morning / I carefully did stray," Jade sang, deep voice flowing off his lips in a sweet honeyed song—its melody lathering itself on your tongue. The saccharine taste of its imbricating rhythm obliterating every bit of skepticism you held towards them. "Down by the Walls of Wapping, where I met a sailor gay."

"My heart is pierced by Cupid / I disdain all glittering gold." Jade continued, tucking the long dark strand of his hair behind his ear—leaning his head atop the rickety rims of the boat's mossy wood. "There is nothing can console me / but my jolly sailor bold."

"Come all you pretty fair mers, whoever you may be / Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea." Floyd hums along, lovingly tracing a hand up your arm. His voice was a lovely little thing; echoing deep throughout the air.

As expected, they sang beautifully, hauntingly; with an accent in a tongue native only to the sea. There was a mystical lull weaved into their voices—fitting to their titles as bewitching creatures of the sea.

"My heart is pierced by Cupid /I disdain all glittering gold." Jade stares straight ahead, his sapphire gaze alluringly fixed on you seated in front of him.

"There is nothing can console me…" Pushing himself up the wooden edge of your boat, the eel lures you over and you followed. "…but my jolly sailor bold."

As Jade's song came to its finality, he leaned in close and pressed a swift warm kiss atop your agape mouth, such tenderness in his affections—and that of heavily masked lust. The eel parted from you, nipping at your bottom lip and watching with unbridled delight as a flicker of pink hue glazed over your diluted eyes.

"Come in the water, shrimpy~" Floyd cooed at you, claws reaching out to trace against the curve of the ships side. "We don't bite~"

Songbound, you leaned in towards the two and plunged in.

You don’t think about holding your breath.

The water was ice-cold and it strikes at you like a venomous bite. Yet before you could sink, two strong hands grasp at your waist, keeping you afloat in spite of the rough rocks of the sea. Jade was cradling you close to his chest, his hold firm and uncompromising while his tail encircled and bound your legs together.

"Hello, shrimpy~" Crooning, Floyd moved to rest his wet cheek against your tangled hair, talons pushing past the fringes of your damp torn-up shawl to rest against your thighs.

The slippery pads of his fingers trailed up to your torso; Travelling from your hips, past your corset, all the way up to your chest. The eel toyed with the drawstrings of your poet shirt before grasping it tight and yanking you forward.

"You're so pretty~" Floyd trailed his other hand up your neck, sharp talons feathering over your pulse dangerously. The eel craned his head down to meet you eye to eye.

"I could just eat you up." The silky strands of his lashes fluttered against his lidded gaze as he leaned in close, breath fanning across your burning cheeks. Floyd pulled you into a deep kiss, loving the way you groaned against his mouth.

Chuckling against your lips, Floyd tightened his hold on your neck—his claws almost breaking skin, "You like that, shrimpy?"

You return the kiss, dazedly smiling against his lips before pulling away, lungs in desperate need of oxygen.

Floyd could see drops of water resting atop your swollen lips, and as your tongue darts out to wipe them, a fiery desire ignites in the deep curves and crooks of his heart. It didn't take long before he was diving in once more, lips pressing against the side of your neck.

While his brother was fixated on marking your skin, Jade hugged you from behind—affectionately cuddling into your hair.

The eel ran his hand up your throat and grasps your jaw with webbed hands to tilt your head backwards. He presses his lips against yours, the thick muscle of his tongue prying your mouth open before it darted in.

Floyd glides away from your form after a few minutes, leaving your neck sufficiently bitten and marked. He grinned excitedly and took your hands in his webbed ones, whisking you away from Jade.

You couldn't help but notice how he was gently dragging you away from the rowboat. "Say, shrimpy~ You ever wondered what it's like to swim under the sea?"

A flash of clarity hits you, shattering the enchanting spell that both mermen had cast upon your heart. You sensed danger as both eels started to close in, grinning ominously which revealed their fangs—long and dripping with thirst.

It seems that your fun little swim was over.

"I can't say I've ever experienced the pleasures of drowning—" you muttered. "And I don't intend to do so very soon."

The texture of their tails may appear solid and rough, but when you kick your legs at Floyd's, you immediately discover how the skin is supple when touched.

The sharp end of your worn boots cut at his silky luminescent skin, dragging along the scales of his flesh and leaving a deep cut in its wake. A small trickle of blue blood spreads into the waters and the eel hisses, darting away from you.

You try to swim away, but something—or rather, someone—gets in your way.

"My my, leaving so soon, pearl?" Jade quips, grin all-to-sharp.

In hindsight, it was foolish to interact with two mermen you hardly knew, especially ones who were taut with sharp teeth and firm muscles. Any pirate with half a mind would know to turn the other way and flee if these two approached them.

The mer both advanced to surround you, a mysterious glimmer swimming behind the haze of their duo-colored eyes.

A startling epiphany rushes over you.

As slippery as they might be, there’s no hiding the lethal sheen of pink in their eyes—especially not from you, a pirate who’s spent a fair number of their days hauling the cold dead bodies of lovesick sailors away from their watery graves.

These two weren't your run-of-the-mill mermen, no. You have heard about them before—in tales and legends.

Mermaids. Vampires of the sea. Water nymphs. Naiads. Sirens.

Many names, yet they are all the same.

A sighting like this is not unusual. This species of mer is mostly found in the deepest, darkest sections of the ocean, and they only come up to hunt at night.

It seems that you've walked right into their trap. Sailors were their easiest prey.

"Ah." You grit your teeth, a low, breathy snarl slipping past your swollen lips. "I should've known."

There’s a warm yet strong pressure against your shoulders and arms; followed by an odd feeling of heaviness as you were suddenly propelled down the water's surface. Webbed hands keep you pinned beneath the waves and you're suddenly all-too-aware of your body's exhaustion; of the salty liquid flowing past your tongue and the scorching gurgle that ignites your lungs as water fills it.

There's a ruckus around you, and you can barely hear Jade's voice, who was eerily calm in the midst of your murder. A bottle is then abruptly forced into your mouth, the potion within it spilling down your throat and leaving you disoriented.

It appears that today is the day that the monotony in your life finally ends. The pull of unconsciousness becomes too strong to resist, and the world darkens.

TO BE CONTINUED...?

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zephyrchama · 10 days

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Had Luke always had that mustache in your icon? I'm just now noticing it 🤣 it's the same vibes as when my baby cousin started having facial hair; it just came out of nowhere

Yeah! It's from this card which is also, spectacularly, a moving picture within the game.

They animated mustache Luke. They animated him to stroke the mustache when he speaks. It's so detailed. Somebody, somewhere, is using mustache Luke as their home screen.

I think it's one of the funniest cards they've made. It's so obviously a fake costume party mustache. They went through all the trouble of either purchasing or magic-ing up a hook that perfectly matches the hat in his default clothes and giving him a sparkling new on-brand jabot (the neckpiece), but they slap the cheapest fakest discount Halloween mustache on him. That's our boy.

The Devilgram story is basically (spoilers under the cut)...

Luke and MC are living in the world of a storybook. Luke knows this because he owns a cursed mask that's been passed down in his family for generations, and he knows he is destined to become an evil pirate captain. MC is the hero of the story (and captain of the demon brothers) who is destined to defeat Evil Luke. But they're also best friends, so MC and Luke struggle to defy destiny. They can't, the cursed mask is too strong, and it leads up to an epic battle. It's incredibly dramatic. They leaned hard into the theatrics for this card. 10 out of 10.

He's suppose to be wearing the mask during the final battle because MC destroys it and frees him from its curse, but... there's no mask in the moving picture. Perhaps the mustache is the cursed mask, and MC has to cut his silly little mustache in half to free him. Bwahahaha.

#“oh? you're approaching me?” pirate jojo luke #“they're boarding our ship!” but you guys... aren't on the ship? you're all clearly on land?? are they spectating from the ship?#obey me #obey me!#omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me luke #obey me fandom #om! luke #obey me! luke #ask #obey me swd #om luke #obey me devilgram #obey me cards

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depthsasunder-if · 1 year

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Depths Asunder is an 18+ pirate interactive fiction infused with magic. It follows you, a young and fresh pirate captain, contracted to find a gem that is rumored to manipulate life and death to the wearer. It's a race against other crews who are just as determined to fulfill the contract and collect their riches.

[DEMO TBA] 𓊝 [CHARACTER POSTS]

Content warnings include violence, suggestive themes, substance use, gore, dark themes, emotional turmoil and more.

Your mother was a legend in the seas; a revered pirate captain, her legacy has followed you even after her death. All you want is to live up to the legacy she has given your family name, though all you've amounted to so far is the occasional thievery to survive.

When you're contracted by rich and powerful noble you're promised a swell of riches. In return, you must find and bring back a rare treasure that holds power beyond anything you know. Countless crews have attempted to find it, only to either end up dead or lost.

Now, it's your turn to collect your crew and bring your ship to the sea. You'll go up against not only dangerous mythological creatures of the sea but other ruthless pirates determined to find the treasure before you.

As you travel through the world of Sikara, you'll find that there's an even bigger mystery afoot. Will it all be worth it?

Customize your pirate captain from identity, your nickname, pronouns, gender which changes the story, appearance, personality.

Decide what kind of pirate captain you are: are you a bloodthirsty pirate hellbent on destruction? Or a merciful captain paving a new path? Do you treat your crew with kindness or hostility? Are you relaxed or a dictator?

Customize your ship: name your ship, choose the look, the features and enchantments. Will it help you during your sea battles?

Stop at different locations: will you raid like a typical pirate or help the locals? Will you steal treasure?

Customize your crew and decide who joins you on your journey. And who walks the plank.

Romance a slew of characters that include your ruthless rival, a merperson, a stowaway, the person who contracted you, and your best friend.

Play a character-driven narrative that is both on land and in sea. Discover what Sikara has to offer.

Captain Morgan 'Deadeye' Price [m or f]: Morgan is the bloodthirsty captain of the Lady Triton. They also happen to be your biggest rival, seeing as they're the child of the pirates that killed your mother. Morgan is bloodthirsty, unforgiving, cold and arrogant, and is determined to find the treasure. Part of you thinks they care less about the coin and more about beating you....and eventually killing you.

𓊝 enemies to lovers, rivals

Anton/Antonia St. Marteen [m or f]: The nobleman/woman who contracted you. They insisted on joining you on your travels, determined to see the treasure for themself. You don't know much about them other than the fact that they are stinking rich, which is all you need to know. Unfortunately, being on the sea with them means you're their unofficial bodyguard.

𓊝 bodyguard romance (MC is the bodyguard), forbidden, opposites attract (noble and pirate)

Castor Morgana [m or f]: the stowaway that hid in your ship alongside their sister, Ruth. Majority of your crew wants them thrown overboard, though a few think Castor can be helpful to the cause. It's up to you to make the final choice.

Gaelin 'Straightlace' Haval [m or f]: your best friend, second-in-command, and advisor. Gaelin is levelheaded, logical, serious, and deals little with emotion. They also seem to be the only one who cares little of pirate culture. They just want the mission done.

𓊝 best friends to lovers, opposites attract (possibly)

Sage/Soren of The Sea [m or f]: a mermaid/merman who, in a series of events, ends up on your ship. It's lucky that they grow legs off-sea, but no matter how human they look, they treat you as an enemy. Pirates and merpeople don't mix, and Sage/Soren is determined to keep a distance, even if the world of humans interests them so. They don't trust you, not with all the blood that's been spilled from both sides.

𓊝 romance with merperson, forbidden, doomed romance

Ruth Underwood [non-RO]: Castor's younger half- sister. She seems to have taken a liking to you, following you around like a puppy. How you deal with her is up to you.

+ and more!

Development of Depths Asunder will fluctuate based on my free time. I hope you like it and join me on this voyage :)

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cheerleaderman · 2 months

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🏴‍☠️Hop on board and come down to Never-Cove🏴‍☠️

This is based off the hometown event I made for my Oc Fallon

About Never-Cove

Captain Hook is called the Great captain. Never-cove would have a statue of him in the town square. It’s very beach town like with many ports. It’s a melting pot of different cultures and has welcoming atmosphere with many people coming and going.Some of the best ships known to sail came from Never-Cove itself founded and built up by sailors and pirates.Fishing,Shipping,boat construction/repair and cruises are the main industries there.Never-cove has a good relationship with merfolks and rumored to have fairies around.

Summary:

Never-Cove’s annual event celebrating the Great Captain has come. Come grab your crew to participate in tasks to win the title of best Pirate crew and even the surprise treasure.If not come and enjoy the festivities, explore a real pirate ship, dance and sing along to old songs and more!

For the participants you must form a group of no more than 8 people and appoint someone who be the crew’s captain also their first mate but be warned if you don’t take care of your crew they could overthrow you.It’s important to pick someone who is going to lead you to victory.

Luckily Fallon has invited others at NRC to to come join the crew - Floyd Leech, Azul Ashengrotto, Ruggie Bucchi ,Jamil Viper and of course Grim and Yuu/MC

There are 2 events that are held with a scenario (optional)

Pirate Ship

Your Crew will be staying on a pirate ship for 3 days.The crew will be completing tasks like fishing, maintaining the ship etc earning points on teamwork and proficiency,on the 3 day you’ll be able to sail out into a certain area having to navigate your way to a destination marked on a provided map. Once you get to your destination you’ll have to use clues around to find treasure and bring it back safely

Scenario (optional)

On the 3rd day when everyone was getting ready to sail a rival group decided to do some sabotaging. Once the your ship was ready to sail all of a sudden it jets out the port at full speed. Once everything has settled everyone realizes that your in the middle of the ocean with no connection. Now the crew needs to use their skills to get back to mainland

Treasure hunt

For the young ones and people who prefer land can join the treasure hunt. You’ll will be finding 3 different treasures over the course of 3 days. You’ll will have to navigate through finding clues,puzzles and obstacles to get to your treasures and will need to protect it since other Crews will try and steal your treasures. There is one main treasure you need to protect so be careful if someone plants bait to trick others. The Crews who still have their 3 main treasure gets to go to the last round where all teams are going a one item . Whoever brings it back wins

Kids don’t steal from each other and would be around town square or the beach

Scenario (optional)

On the final round facing off against a rival team someone used magic and teleported your crew to some unknown place with fairies? Checking in on everyone you realize that you still have the treasure to win but how will you get back? Will you try to get the fairies to help or will the crew do it on their own?

Rules of the event

Anyone can participate! Ocs,sonas to other canon characters-Feel free to draw, write fics, make edits etc.

keep it PG-13

Use the hashtag #NeverCovePirates also make sure to tag me because I’ll love to see it

There’s no deadline

Outfits

The people of Never-Cove dress up in Pirate themed/inspired for this event, participants must look the part

Captains- must have a hat

Crew members - needs to have some kind of fabric visible around their upper body- A bow , head band, bandanna etc

Draft designs

Background:

Canon characters entry:

Floyd Leech - Azul Ashengrotto - Ruggie Bucchi - Jamil Viper -

Ace Trappola - @spade-12

Oc entry

Captains:

Fallon Hook - Me

Crew members

Iris Valor - Me

Constance - @theolivetree123

Carla Coquille - @the-rini-rush

Yuya Florence - Me

Donatello kaur - @readsrandomstuff67

Flori Mohn-Prinz - @bunniehunn

Fan Art

Pirate tsum Jamil - me

Pirate Crew participants - @spade-12

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noknowshame · 1 year

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I came to make a funny post about how Captain Hook mentions Flint by name not one but twice in the Peter Pan novels but in researching this I came across a historical footnote claiming that Flint was based on a real person, citing a passage in the biography “Life of the English Thieves and Pirates” by MC Whitehead. The problem being, that neither “Life of the English Thieves and Pirates” or MC Whitehead actually exist, and the only evidence of them whatsoever is in footnotes about Flint specifically. It’s a fictional footnote claiming a fictional person is a real person and cited in real documents about the real history behind fictional works of literature. Very True-Untrue energy 10/10 great work everyone

#we don't even have time to get into 'peter pan and treasure island take place in the same universe' again #this was inspired by my Peter Pan brand peanutbutter which I snacked on last night and thought 'i can make this about black sails'#i could.#black sails

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carionto · 11 months

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Predator mode

Big Thrasher was not a happy camper after his first encounter with Humanity. There is a certain exponential curve to simple ballistic weapons, whereas shields, which start off way above, progress on a geometric line. E in = E out (mostly, some charge is lost in conversion) vs E=MC^2. He learned that the hard way when three of his toughest cruisers were reduced to space dust by, as he later learned to his horror, a mid-sized transport ship using Human standard issue rail cannons.

Someone smart would move on and avoid Humanity. Big Thrasher isn't a complete idiot, but he is a prideful and narcissistic pirate captain. Thus his ability to make sensible decisions is handicapped severely. Now he has made a most dubious one indeed:

Infiltrate a Human science station and steal all their secrets and use them to get sweet, juicy, delicious revenge!

Finding one was disturbingly easy, there's so many of them. Like, at least one for each star system within eighty light years from Sol, one for each planet within thirty, and then it just gets ridiculous within Sol itself. Oddly enough, despite their size, typically there are no more than ten people aboard, almost all Human, only a few are joint Coalition.

Thinking long and hard (something Big Thrasher is not a fan of) he decided on his target - a lone station on the very outskirts of publicly known Human activity and furthest away from any major Coalition systems.

When his reconstructed fleet arrived behind the local gas giant, the station was sitting in mid orbit of the inner rock planet and was broadcasting something strange on open channels - a melodic chant of sorts:

"..live on a Yellow Submarine! A Yellow Submarine! A Yellow Submari.."

whatever that meant. No matter, Big Thrasher's fleet was moving in on the target, stealth drives on, weapons ready, numbers on their side, element of surprise - the perfect ambush.

...

Where did the station go?

Before Big Thrasher could register neural activity to try and answer that, it appeared. Behind them. And a small explosion happened moments earlier where it used to be, but the main concern was the station firing its stabilizer thrusters to rotate it at incredible speeds, then a long blade slicing one of his ships in two. Then it disappeared again. And another small explosion.

Once more, it suddenly reappeared behind another one of his ships and did the same thing, but this time used its thrusters to quickly move towards the vessel and impale it on a massive spike. Disappear. Small explosion in its place.

Three. Four. Five. They're losing ships by the second. A literal space station sized target and they can't keep track of it, let alone land a single hit. How is it teleporting? What are those explosions?

WHY IS A SPACE STATION ENGAGING HIS PIRATE SPACE SHIP FLEET IN MELEE COMBAT!

WHY WOULD ANYONE THINK TO DO THAT IN THE FIRST PLACE!?!

WHY IS IT WINNING!?!??!

Big Thrasher once again order an emergency retreat, what remained of his fleet scattered to randomly selected quick hyperjump coordinates, and would regroup in a few weeks time.

_______________________

Aboard the experimental development station Tree of Grating Whispers the crew of seven were hastily putting out fires and trying not to throw up from all the gee forces they just endured, kinetic dampeners be damned.

A few hours later, all in their environmental suits, as the life support system was dead, they convened for an after-action report:

"Right, so, good news and bad news. Good news - short range teleporter works perfectly. Bad news - each unit doesn't teleport with us and just explodes, further data has been unrecoverable so far.

Good news - rapid action thruster and kinetic combat mode works. Bad news - can't have biologicals onboard and even moderately durable systems break after a few swings.

Overall, I'd say this has been a success (unanimous nodding). Let's get to working out the kinks and we'll have a presentable version for the military. We'll also have to thank those pirates for not masking their engine heat trails, this was a great field trial guys, real proud of everyone!"

The chief says, while high on painkillers (and so is the rest of the crew), as another part of the station self-immolates.

#humans are space orcs #humans are space oddities #humans are deathworlders #humans are space australians #humanity fuck yeah #carionto #humor #story #scifi

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ro-written · 2 months

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eyes closed - pt. 1 - R.Z

“…now his face became familiar to your agony. A friend to the suffering you endured for so long.”

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GeneralTags/Warnings: oH BROTHER, this is heavy, A LOT of physical pain against mc (punches, slaps, burns, kicks, choking, stepping), brainwashing (?), manipulation, OC deaths, blood and violence, ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST and (I cant stress this enough) ANGST

Playlist:

Cop Car by Mitski Drunk Walk Home by Mitski Where Is My Mind? by Tkay Maidza

Word Count: 3.2k

They’d come for you…

CRACK.

They’re your team…

CRUNCH.

Luffy…Nami…Usopp…Robin…Sanji…

“Keep your eyes open.”

SMACK.

Z–...Zoro…

“Look at ya, heh,” the pirate coughed out a laugh from behind the cigar he had in his mouth. He dropped the poster in his hand down from in front of your dazed face. The pain felt never ending, and your strength and unbothered facade couldn’t take it anymore.

“Not so bold and mouthy anymore, are ya?”

You weren’t sure how long it had been by now, waiting for your crew to find you and save you from the new forms of torture they could put you through. You had done what you could to fight, to make it absolutely miserable for them. If they were gonna piss you off, you would make their lives miserable.

But the days kept going. Weeks went by. You were only fed once a week, water barely touching your lips. You couldn’t understand why they were keeping you alive; only knowing that they were just barely giving you enough to keep your body from completely shutting down.

The cut ran deep in your lip, both yellow and purple bruises scattered around the form that might be considered your body. You felt less like a human now, and more like a sack of blood and shattered bones. Every attempt to move felt like a hundred swords stabbing every inch of your body.

Creaking from the door drew your eyes to the staircase, watching as a scrawny boy walked down and paused at the sight of you, eyes widening at your state.

“What, what do you want, Pierre?” The man standing in front of you puffed out smoke as he talked, his hand grabbing at your chin to keep you steady. The boy’s face paled as he noticed your eyes on him, and gripped the bannister of the staircase a little tighter.

“I…I– uhm…Captain said it’s time for dinner and wanted me t-to come get you, sir.” He stumbled over his words clumsily, eyes drawn from you to the floor in front of him. You hadn’t seen him before, and for a fleeting moment, you wondered how new he was, seeing as he was shocked about your condition. A silence settled across the room as the pirate in front of you puffs out another cloud of smoke into your face. Finally, he lets go of your chin and takes out his cigar.

“Fine.”

He puts the burning end of the cigar against your thigh to put it out. Your voice, although weak, grunted and cracked from the searing pain shooting through you. The pirate laughed, before leaning in towards your ear, the smoke clinging to him. He dug the cigar even harder into your leg.

“You would think he would be here by now. Maybe he doesn’t actually care as much as you thought.”

The bigger man stepped away, past Pierre, and through the door leading to the outside. The boy stayed in his spot, staring down at the floor, and fiddling with his jacket pocket before heading out. Your head lolled forward and you closed your eyes in hope of some sort of sleep to pass the hellish time here.

You drifted in and out of sleep in the chair you were strapped to. When you weren’t awake and listening to their loud roars above deck, you were remembering the various methods of affliction they had put you through. Burns, cuts, punches, all interspersed with thoughts of him.

You couldn’t understand what their methods were to the torture. The captain, Silver Tooth, had started it all off and ordered his men to follow the same ways – keep your eyes on the poster of Zoro no matter what. It was his bounty poster that hung up on the walls surrounding you. It was there to taunt you, you gathered. The man you always wanted but would die before it would come to fruition. Not like they could know that, but with how close you and he were known to be – fighting back to back in battles – it made sense that they would choose his likeness to surround you with.

And as your vision became darker, fuzzier, you swore you could see slight movement from the corner of the room in the dark. A bit of green.

“Wake up, kid.” The voice.

“Hey, look at me.” I would know it even in a busy market, voices and chatter surrounding me.

“Come on, don’t sleep the day away now.” Just gotta open my eyes, right? He’ll be there.

Your eyes fluttered open to see Zoro standing in front of you, smiling with a toothpick hanging loosely, three swords sitting on his hip and his hand resting on the hilt of the Wado. Your body sprung alive and a laugh of disbelief racked your body. His heavy footsteps came closer to you and he squatted in front of the chair you were chained to.

Why aren’t I free yet?

“What’s wrong kid? Can’t you get up?” His head tilted to the side as he watched your face contort into confusion. Why wasn’t he helping you?

“Get up.”

“I– I can’t, Zo–”

“I didn’t teach you to be weak, did I?”

“Zoro I’m chained to the chair, please hel–”

“Always a weight, dragging me down.” He sighed, walking around your chair to stand behind you. “You know, if you were better you would have been able to get out of this by now. I could have gotten out of this by now.”

“Shut up and help–”

“Why should I help someone as weak as you?” You could feel his breath against your ear now and you turned to try to look at him, but his hand gripped the back of your neck and kept you looking straight forward.

“Zoro you’re–”

“Maybe they should just keep you. Maybe I should just leave you here.” A chill froze your entire body and the fear of him leaving you to these people almost paralyzed you.

“DON’T– ZORO PLEASE–”

“Maybe I should just kill you and spare them the trouble.”

“NO–!”

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU YELLING ABOUT?” A gruff voice called from the top of the stairs. Heavy steps slowly came down the stairs, and you recognized the first mate by his long purple hair braided to half way down his back.

You looked over your shoulder, not feeling Zoro’s hand holding you anymore. In fact, you didn’t see him anymore either, the poster on the wall mocking your mental stability. Where did he go? It couldn’t have been some dream.

“I…I thought…I saw…”

It felt so real, though.

“I don’t give a damn, shut the fuck up.” He quickly walked over to you, raising his fist, and bringing it against the side of your head, blackness taking over your vision almost immediately.

You weren’t sure how many hours you were out for. Or days. But when you are woken up by scalding hot water thrown on your body by Silver Tooth, needless to say the time was not your main concern.

“Wakey-wakey…time to play.” The man stepped in front of you as tears rimmed your eyes uncontrollably, your brain unable to focus on anything except the pain. You grunted and thrashed in your chair, wrists rubbing against the chains keeping them tightly to the chair. He laughed at your struggle, silver teeth on full display.

“I love that you still have life in you after all this time!” He stepped around the back of your chair as you stared straight ahead, the swordsman on the poster in front of you taking up your sights. You felt him lean in beside your ear, wretched breath making you hold yours in order to keep from gagging.

“It makes it so much more fun when I break you.”

A hand quickly shot up to your throat and pressed into the center, right into your trachea. Your air way suddenly closed up, and you tried to shift your head around to get him to let loose. But it was difficult with how he used his grip against your throat to shove the back of your head against his shoulder, keeping you from turning your head any way. Your eyes closed involuntarily, and his other hand came up to slap you across your face, tears falling freely from the lack of oxygen and smarting in your cheek.

“Keep your eyes open, I want you to see your buddy watch your torment – your fear.” Using the hand he slapped you with, he reached up to just under your eyebrows and pulled your eyelids back.

You saw him. Him. Standing in front of you like he did before you got knocked out. He had that same smug smile on his face again, the toothpick slightly sticking out. His head tilted, and his eyes taunting you.

“Always a weight, dragging me down.”

“I could have gotten out of this by now.”

His voice echoed in your brain as your oxygen became more and more depleted, rasps of desperate air coming from your throat as you tried to beg Zoro with your eyes to help you. But he didn’t. He stood there…and he stared. Like he was ready for you to be gone. Like that’s why he hasn’t found you yet.

Maybe he would be the last sight you saw before your body gave out. He could be the last thing you ever see on this plane of existence. Your vision blurry and you fighting to clear it so you can see him one last time.

His name was synonymous to death for many people who had come across his blade, whether they lived or not. And now his face became familiar to your agony. A friend to the suffering you endured for so long.

“CAPTAIN!”

Silver Tooth’s grip on your throat loosened as a yell from above deck called his attention. You took full advantage of the momentary respite, breathing in buckets of air and coughing like you had drank water too fast.

The captain growled as the door opened at the top of the stairs, and the scrawny kid – Pierre – bounded down the stairs and pointed upwards.

“Pirates! Strawhats!” He cried out of breath, and not even a second after the words came out of his mouth, a yell could be heard, followed by the sound of a cannon going off. The boom was accompanied by a violent rock of the ship, and Silver Tooth let go of your throat, pushing past the young boy before heading upstairs.

Pierre’s eyes followed the captain, and as soon as he was out the door, he waited to hear him barking orders to everyone before making his way to your side. His hands flew over the chains that bound your arms to the chair, setting them free and moving to your ankles.

It all was happening so fast that you had no time to truly process all of it, only staring at the boy in shock.

“Look at that,” Zoro’s voice came from behind you, but you couldn’t see him anywhere. “Needed some kid’s help to get you out of here. How pathetic.”

“Uhm,” Pierre’s voice drew your attention back to him, as he finished taking the chain off from around your stomach. “This might be a stupid question, but do you think you can stand by yourself?”

Without thinking too much into it, you placed your hands onto the armrests of the chair they laid upon for weeks and attempted to push yourself up. Your wobbly legs were extremely unsteady, and while you might be able to take a few steps, you didn’t know how far you would be able to go.

Another cannonball hit the boat, aggressively shaking the boat and causing you to lose your balance, having to sit right back down in the chair again, a sting shooting through all of your limbs.

“Shit, I figured as much…I’m gonna have to help you, if-if you d-don’t mind…” He cautiously ducked down to put one arm under your shoulder, attempting to gently bring your arm around him to help guide you. Your hand rested against your side as you tried to push through the pain, knowing your crew was above deck fighting for you.

“W–...Why are you h– helping me?” It felt like a fire was burning inside your lungs when you tried to talk, but the question rang around your mind and you felt like you must know. He looked at you in the corner of his eyes as he walked up the steps with you carefully, taking most of your weight into him to lessen the burning in your limbs.

“I owe some–”

Before he could finish his sentence, the door at the top of the stairs flew open, and your eyes widened when you came face to face with Zoro, eyes narrowed as he looked at Pierre next to you. Suddenly, his foot came up, kicking the boy in the chest down the stairs. With the only thing keeping you steady abruptly taken from you, you followed too, body falling backwards and tumbling down the steps. Unfortunately for the boy, but luckily for you, you landed right onto Pierre’s body, helping to cushion the brunt of your fall.

“What do you think you’re doing?” The man’s heavy footsteps clanked down the stairs, the sounds of the chains on his boots brought you back to your senses. You tried to look around Pierre’s unconscious body for some sort of weapon to protect yourself, but there seemed to be none. With nothing else to do, your survival instincts kicked in, and you pulled yourself away from the boy, trying to create distance between the man walking down.

“Did you actually think you could leave here?” The voice changed as he finally reached the bottom of the steps. You turned around to see Silver Tooth looking down at Pierre’s face. What the hell?

He turned his head towards you and before smiling gruesomely. With a sudden movement, he kicked Pierre’s head, and you gasped as you heard a crack resound. Blood quickly pooled at the gatorskin boots the captain wore, and you went back to dragging yourself to the closest object you could see. The chair. It still had the chains that kept you stuck to it for so long. If you could get those, maybe you could have some sort of chance. And if he still killed you…at least you went out fighting.

Your hand reached out to grab at the chain that loosely wrapped around one of the legs of the chair.

CRACK.

Black boots were the first thing you saw. Right before the shooting pain ran through your arm, and you realized you couldn’t feel your hand.

A guttural cry rang out, and it took you a moment to realize that it was coming from you.

You looked up to find Zoro’s face yet again, and your head spinned at how it was even possible. Just a moment ago you were seeing Silver Tooth, but now your battle partner was here.

Funny thing, it is. The realization that you can’t believe your own brain anymore.

His boot ground more into your hand, and your teeth clenched to keep your cries from coming any more out.

“Silly, silly, silly…” He took his foot off your hand before kicking you in your gut, wind knocked out of you entirely. “It’ll all work out for me, you know.” Another kick.

“Doesn’t matter the outcome of that battle up there.” Kick. Your body was forced onto its back, your rib cage now exposed. You looked up at the crazed look in Zoro’s eye.

“Because no matter what,” Stomp. You heard the rib crack before you felt it.

“You’ll never leave here.” A kick to your temple made your entire world go dark.

“Wake up…”

“Come on…”

“Go find Chop–”

The voices

are

so far

away.

Who

are they?

“You need to wake up…”

I don’t

want to.

“Wake up, kid…”

Fuck you.

“Open your eyes, kid. Please.”

Your eyes flew open to see the face you had been staring at for months looking back down at you. Your vision was blurry, completely hazy, shapes not having their sharpened edges as they should. But you knew who it was.

You knew who it was.

“Stay still, Usopp’s getting–”

Your hands were wrapped around his throat in seconds, body launching at him and knocking him backwards. You were on top of him in an instant, pressing down harshly into his Adam's apple. You weren’t sure where the energy and strength came from, but you couldn’t care. He wasn’t real. He wasn’t your Zoro. He needed to die.

The sudden switch in you gave Zoro no time to react, and he was on his back in seconds as his hands reached up to lay atop yours as he lost breath in his lungs.

“You fucker! You can’t KEEP ME HERE!” You screamed in his face as he felt your hands go even deeper into his neck. His eyes widened at your face, a look of absolute pure hatred painting it. He was used to people looking at him with anger and loathing, yes. But this was different. It was such an animosity he had never experienced…and it was coming from you.

Sanji and Luffy recovered from their shock and were on you in an instant, peeling you off Zoro before you could kill him.

“Stop it! What are you doing? Have you lost your goddamn mind?” Sanji yelled as you thrashed in their arms, fight slowly leaving you, but needing to attack nonetheless.

“I’m gonna fucking kill you! You need to die!” Zoro sat up and touched his throat, watching as Luffy and Sanji dragged you up the stairs and out the door, all while you looked at him like some sort of feral animal. He sat watching the door even after they left out with you, unable to understand all that just happened.

You were his partner. The person he could always trust to be at his back in a battle. You had shared drinks and nightwatch duties countless times. Shared things that he hadn’t even told Luffy. He was the one who did everything he could to find you. And you wanted him dead?

He looked in the corner where the…remnants…of Silver Tooth laid. A smile still plastered across his mangled face. He looked around the room, taking in the windowless, dimly lit area, and it was the first time since he had found you that he noticed the posters around the room. It was just him. His wanted posters, plastered on all four walls, facing the chair that was bolted in the middle of the room.

That wretched fucking chair. Covered in your dry blood and god-knows-what. It lit him with a new fire that he didn’t begin to know how to quell. He couldn’t take it out on Silver Tooth’s crew. He had already mowed the majority of them down.

So he settled on the only thing he could do.

Walking up the stairs and towards the door of the basement, he looked back to Silver Tooth’s face. A part of him wanted to keep his head. To show it to people as if to tell them This is what happens when you fuck with my crew.

With my partner.

He walked out onto the deck and looked for a lighter.

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still-a-morosexual-help · 10 months

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The fucking pirate AU still manages to rattle my brain because what the fuck is this???? (Also where the fuck is Mammon's pirate card on nightmare??? It's been over one year pls solmare bring it back i'm SO close to getting all the pieces)

Okay so canonically;

• They're all humans in the fantasy pirate AU

• Satan's an adult but is also searching for his dad

• This means that Lucifer is probably significantly older than the rest - or at least old enough to have an adult son

• Mammon & MC are established partners (in the "scheming against the others' " sense, the "romantic sense" is optional) and as seen in this post this adds to their dynamic but most importantly Mammon jumps to follow MC's easily & quickly

• I can't remember if Mammon is canonically Lucifer's first mate or if that's just a given considering Mammon's usual role as Lucifer's right-hand-man-when-shit-hits-the-fan in the main story canon

• Lucifer's pirate UR & chat both touch on how MC is newer to the whole pirate thing but also how Lucifer's training them (yeah I have a whole fic with unnecessarily detailed worldbuilding about this AU that has lived in my head for over a year now, that touches on how Mammon&MC are a partnership that acts like they've been working together for ages despite MC still being relatively new)

• Lucifer's training MC to be better than him and says he'll look forward to that day, but what kind of pirate captain would look forward to a day when a crew member can surpass him...?

And that makes me think.....

What if he wants MC to take over as captain? Not now, obviously, they're still new and learning but eventually one day in the future when he's too old for it? (and being a fantasy pirate AU we can imagine all pirates have long careers until they can happily retire) when they can stand their own against him and win? The others already like them and listen to them, and they've already got a first mate who they work incredibly well with so...? Because I can't think of any other reason within this AU for Lucifer to be encouraging them to best him

tldr: Lucifer's old and tired and he dreams of giving the ship to the idiot least likely to burn it down within 24Hrs, and going off to get a spa treatment in Diavolo's village

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iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia · 11 months

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Mini HC:

I’m fucking obsessed with pirates/sirens so there's a thought :D!

You can pick between these 2:

An MC who’s actually a fearsome pirate Captain fit with their own crew and ship.

A siren MC who may have “accidentally” lured in their li while singing their angelic-like lullabies around shallow waters. (Tried to take the M6 as one of their victims, fails miserably, cue awkward confrontation.)

The Arcana Mini-HCs: Siren MC fails to lure the M6

Julian: so extremely disappointed in himself because if he had just played along he could have lived out one of the classic pirate experiences and all with an attractive person like you!! His initial outward reaction of "en-guard, strange sea creature!" quickly dissolves into a blushing, fumbly "would you like to try again?"

Asra: can easily detect the magic charms in your voice and evades them, but follows the sound anyways because their curiosity is going to be the death of them one day. completely brushes off the fact that you were attempting to make him your victim and perches on a nearby boulder instead to learn all about how you use magic

Nadia: more than a little annoyed by your attempted trickery but slightly impressed by your tenacity. she walks towards you to reproach you for your harmful ways, and ends up staying much longer because she finds your conversation so refreshing. ends up asking for your opinion and insights on the state of the harbor

Muriel: totally freaked out because you literally just tried to enchant him to his doom and he's not a fan of that. he planned on just walking away, but Inanna got fired up and ran over to growl at you and he didn't want her to get hurt. notices how awkward you feel about the whole situation and ends up sympathizing with you about it

Portia: encountered sirens before when she was sailing with Mazelinka and kind of feels bad for you. don't get her wrong, your voice is beautiful! but the other sirens she heard had magic that slightly ... stronger? no no, don't be upset, you can practice on her if you want to! how would you like to come up to the cottage?

Lucio: so excited to be in contact with a magical being that all his self preservation instincts go flying out the window. you literally sing magic, he wishes he could do that! ... come to think of it, he's never tried. maybe this is his hidden talent! the caterwauling that follows is enough to scatter every creature in the harbor (it's endearing though)

#ask arcana brainrot #the arcana #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana game #asra alnazar #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #muriel of the kokhuri #portia devorak #lucio morgasson #asra the arcana #julian the arcana #nadia the arcana #muriel the arcana #portia the arcana #lucio the arcana

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insideous-beez · 2 years

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Imagine a Azul x Yuu/MC dynamic where, right out the gate, Yuu is having NONE of Azul's nitpicking on debts and repayments.

Azul insists on "fair compensation" for any little favor, every second of time that could have been spent swindling some poor unfortunate soul, and how does Yuu respond?

"No. I will not pay you back because I'm a little thief. A criminal. Your time and favors have been stolen and I am not compensating you for any of them."

Azul is flustered. Flabbergasted. Frustrated and stunned that someone dare throw a wrench in his little debt-and-payment schemes lifestyle.

What's worse is how beloved Yuu is by the other dorm leaders. Usually Azul could resort to blackmail if his little guilt trips fail. But this is the Ramshackle Prefect, monster tamer and master of Overblots. If he pushed too far, Azul would quickly become calamari.

So the best he can do is ban Yuu from the Mostro Lounge.

...which only sours his mood, for some reason.

The ban doesn't last long. Jade and Floyd actually never told Yuu about the ban, much more aware of Azul's feelings than himself.

Begrudgingly, his avoidance of the Prefect turns into an acceptance of their little criminal tendencies... with some banter. You think he'd pass off on the opportunity to get their attention toss some passive-aggressive comments their way?

"Well, if it isn't the Prefect. Here to empty my pockets again?"

"Perhaps you should turn that heap of rotting wood into a ship if you intend on being a pirate."

"Ah, if it isn't everyone's favorite felon."

And each time, Yuu smiles. Azul's cheeks go red, and he can only hope it doesn't show.

It does.

Yuu also notices how he lingers

Regardless of whether it's a subdued conversation, silent time spent in each other's company, or full-out bickering. It's like Azul is reluctant to leave.

So Yuu shoots their shot.

"I'm planning a big heist" they say to Azul one day, smile full of mischief. "Since you're the target, wanna guess what I'll be stealing?"

Azul let's out a fake sigh, as always, and feigns annoyance at Yuu's schemes.

"I'd rather you just tell me."

"Aw, you're no fun," Yuu complains. Azul's heart leaps at their pout.

"Fine. Perhaps you intend to commandeer the Mostro Lounge this time?"

"Mmm, no, something more valuable than that."

What could be more valuable than the Mostro Lounge?

"Your heart. Or hearts? If you have as many as a normal octopus does. Technically I'm going to steal all of you, though. This Saturday at ten sound good?"

The merman only had one, but if he had three, they all would have stopped. His mouth hangs open in disbelief.

"I- I-"

"Alright! I'll pick you up then, Captain Calamari!"

The Prefect was going to be the death of him.

#azul x yuu #azul x mc #azul x reader #azul ashengrotto #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #octanivelle #disney twisted wonderland #twst azul #twst yuu #smooth yuu

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general-cyno · 10 months

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I've been musing about it for a while, thanks to some posts I've read recently too, and honestly... one of the (many) fascinating aspects of zolu to me is the way they share parallels/connections and or similarities to important figures in OP's world. spoilers for the most recent arcs and reveals ahead!

perhaps the most blatant and one of my personal favorites, are luffy and zoro's similarities to roger and rayleigh. as OP's mc and someone who's on the road to become the pirate king, luffy's own similarities to roger have come up a lot throughout the story and they've been acknowledged or pointed out by other characters like shanks, rayleigh himself and yamato, for example. from the goofy parts of their personalities, to the strength of their wills, and their dreams, luffy and roger's parallels are consistent in OP,

and as seen in rayleigh's brief memory of their first meeting, the straw hat luffy received from shanks was originally worn by roger back when he was young.

albeit the circumstances are a little different - with them stumbling upon each other by chance vs luffy going out of his way to meet zoro after learning of his name and reputation - this first meeting is still reminiscent of zoro and luffy's, with both ray and zoro initially rejecting roger and luffy's invitations to join them in their journey.

as for rayleigh and zoro, there's also a bunch of parallels between the two!

due to his previous time as a bounty hunter in the east blue, zoro made quite a name for himself and as OP progresses, his renown as the pirate hunter and the straw hats' swordsman is only second to luffy's. he was also the 2nd straw hat to get a bounty, and he's usually right behind luffy whenever their bounties go up. similarly, rayleigh was (and still is) considered a legend second to roger himself, strong enough that garp still views him as a powerful foe the marines can't easily defeat and managed to scare blackbeard away from amazon lily without an actual fight, despite the latter's strength.

there's other stuff too: the eye scars, both zoro and ray being greatly skilled swordsmen, their love for booze, being users of all three types of haki and even their epithets! from what I've read from other OP fans in discussion threads and through some internet search, rayleigh's title of "dark king" in jp is actually the name or word for pluto (the god of the underworld, roman mythology's equivalent to hades) in said language. in comparison, "enma", the name of zoro's most recently acquired sword and the "king of hell" title that he claimed after defeating king in wano, are a direct reference to the buddhist deity of the same name in jp mythology, also known as yama - a god of the underworld in charge of judging souls.

from the most recent flashbacks of the god valley incident, too, you can see the physical resemblance between these duos:

(as a bit of a side note, I think it was nice that rayleigh not only took it upon himself to mentor luffy, he was also the one who protected zoro from kizaru in sabaody and after the timeskip, during the straw hats' reunion in the archipelago and as they bid their farewells, zoro went out of his way to thank him for everything too.)

all in all, considering how close roger and rayleigh were (to the point roger called him "partner"), their strength, reputation and their overall journey with the roger pirates crew - the fact that luffy and zoro share more than a few clear similarities/parallels to them is really good imo, and it speaks both of the importance of their relationship and of the kind of figures they're bound to become, or are already becoming, in OP's world and ongoing history.

although it'd be sweet to have zoro and luffy directly refer to each other as partners as well (which kid and killer, another captain/first mate duo, have done too) I'm not sure it'll happen, if only for the sake of keeping the relationships between luffy and the crew balanced, so to say. still, like I said, knowing how close luffy and zoro are and that they share parallels with other captains/first mates, I think that says a lot about them regardless and the importance they hold for each other and the story as a whole.

another interesting resemblance between zolu and characters who are connected to one another involves, of course, shanks and mihawk - both of which are not only acquainted with each other, as rivals and friends of sorts, but also served as luffy and zoro's mentors/guides at different points of their lives and presently stand as their eventual foes to face in order to reach their goals of becoming the pirate king and world's greatest swordsman.

aaand last but not least, because it's yet another favorite of mine: joy boy/nika and shimotsuki ryuma. I sort of talked about it in another post, and I find it pretty cool. nika and ryuma come from different eras and don't exactly have much to do with one another but luffy's DF awakening and defeating kaido led to "joy boy" (since luffy refused to take credit for it directly by name) being hailed as a hero to wano that's comparable and only rivaled by ryuma, who in the past defended the country and was considered a legendary swordsman, whose sword shusui (that zoro wielded for a while) is a national treasure even.

since the hito hito no mi: model nika is a mythical zoan and vegapunk's speculated that devil fruits come into existence as manifestations of hope and wishes (or a potential for human evolution someone's desired), among other things, nika's existence as an actual god is kind of a subject of current debate in the fandom BUT. the fact remains that whether real or myth, he's still mentioned in old texts and his story has been shared among those enslaved by the WG, as a call for hope and freedom. in addition, even though he was human, ryuma also became revered as a savior figure and a sword god by the folks of wano.

so when you have luffy embodying the sun god of joy and liberation,

and it turns out zoro is none other than a descendant of the shimotsuki (frost moon) family, who resembles the former daimyo of ringo and the god of the blade ryuma,

well. those are some crazy parallels luffy and zoro share outside of their equally kinda crazy and meaningful relationship, as individuals and crew.

#zolu #tp #long post #idk what oda was/is cooking with these two but it's insane lmao #as if the braincell sharing; nearly telepathic communication and almost ridiculous levels of loyalty and faith in e/o weren't enough #the manga is like. here. have all these narrative and thematic reasons as to why zoro and luffy are pretty much soulmates #love to see it #I also have Thoughts about how ray lost his home and lived on a ship when roger found him #while zoro got lost and couldn't return to his home village; which he tells luffy about after joining him #smth smth true north soulmates fate #jay reads op

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