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Dalton Highway, through the Brooks Range
Taken June 2023
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vintagewildlife · 8 months
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Red squirrel By: Unknown photographer From: Brooke Bond Tea Cards 1980
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punmonster · 3 months
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getting into pmoon games, i feel like i have permission to aggressively mesh the poetic and the scifi and the metaphors and the fantasy into one big gloop. so my world building is getting less mechanical. like a marble containing a soul passing down a river. mechanically, its nothing. but the combination of visuals makes me feel some shit. and instead of existing as a metaphor inside a story, its a thing that actually happens inside the story. ya dig.
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mvalentine · 1 year
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yes, i do infact believe that god is a woman and yes, i do infact believe that her name is ester expósito 🤍
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grandlinedreams · 7 months
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“We should get married.” 
The question in and of itself is a strange one, made more so for the fact that it’s coming from Zoro of all people – and the fact that he’s asking you in the middle of a fight. Your back is pressed against his, the heat of his skin seeping into your clothes – and you wonder if he’s gotten hit in the head too many times. Or thrown through too many things – too much of something. 
“Are you seriously saying that right now?” Your tone is incredulous as you swing your weapon, scowling as you watch another enemy drop with a cry and a splatter of blood. “We’re a little busy right now, aren’t we?”
Zoro grins, expression manic with the deepened shadows of his face from his bandana, adjusting to place the hilt of Wadou Ichimonji in his mouth. “Is that a yes?”
You have the brief moment of considering knocking Zoro out for your opponent – clearly his daily naps out in the sun have baked his brain more than you previously thought. “No!”
The question doesn’t turn out to be borne from a brain-based injury flaring up, because Zoro doesn’t let the subject go. He bides his time, waiting about two weeks from when he first asked before he tries again.
This time, the stars are a witness to his buffoonery – now fueled by the bottles of sake he seems to have squirreled away everywhere on the Thousand Sunny. You watch as he tips the bottle to his lips, the brief shimmer of liquid that beads at his lips before it disappears as he swallows. 
“We should get married,” he says, and this time, you scoff. It isn’t one of disdain, rather of amusement as you wait for the alcohol induced flush to rise to his cheeks. “‘m serious, you know.”
“No,” you counter softly as you scoot closer to him, reaching up to wipe a drop of sake from the corner of his lips and bring it to your own for a taste. As ever, his own choices in alcohol seem to be tailored for him and him alone – sake still isn’t your thing. “You’re drunk.”
Zoro hums, eye flicking from the night sky above to you. “Is that a yes?”
You press your lips to his warm cheek. “Ask me again when you’re sober.”
The third time that he asks, he’s waited so long that you’ve almost forgotten that he ever asked in the first place. After all, Roronoa Zoro has never seemed like someone interested in the intimate entanglement of marriage – you have absolutely no clue what has possessed him to suddenly ask you with this kind of tenacity. 
“We should get married,” he says, and you resist the urge to sigh as you stare at him, his head pillowed against your thigh. Below the shade of Nami’s tangerine trees, you can hear Luffy’s bright laughter intermingled with Usopp and Franky’s. 
This time you aren’t in the middle of a fight, nor is he drunk. This time, you take a moment to study his face, the dapple of sunlight through waxy green leaves, the scent of citrus in the air. You love him, you’re sure of that – as sure as you’ve been of anything in your life. 
“We’re pirates,” you answer, tapping your fingers against his cheek in an echoed rhythm of one of Brooke’s songs from the night before. “Pirates don’t get married.”
“Sure they do.” He’s watching you now, with the kind of intensity he usually only reserves for battle, and you look away. “Captains can officiate marriages. I asked Robin about it.”
You blink and let your attention shift to Luffy for a minute – you love your captain, you do. But the idea of him being serious about much of anything beyond what matters to him (food, his crew’s safety, finding the One Piece – in that order) makes you giggle. You can’t imagine him officiating something like a marriage. 
“What if I want a ceremony?” Your fingers find his cropped green hair, stroking gently across his scalp. “Those are expensive.”
He shrugs. “We’d find a way. I’m sure Nami would help.”
Your lips curve in an amused smile for a moment before it dims at the edges. “It’d be dangerous,” you point out, and he answers with a short bark of laughter.
“Not any more than shit we’ve already faced.”
“Rings?”
“We don’t need that fancy stuff.” 
Your smile fades completely, hand stilling in his hair. “Why do you think we should get married?”
There must be an edge to your tone now, because Zoro refocuses on you, all signs of mirth gone. “Because we love each other, right? Sounds like the next logical step.” 
Your gaze hardens. “So you’re asking because you think we should? Or because you want to marry me?” He sits up, and you get to your feet. 
“Is that a no?” he asks, and you pause.
“Ask me again when you figure things out, Zoro.” 
“Marry me.” 
This time, his voice is quiet. Soft and vulnerable – for the late hour or the intimacy of his bare skin against yours, you aren’t sure. His hand drifts up and down your back, counting the bumps of your spine over and over. 
You shift against him, face nestled to rest against his chest. “Zoro–” 
“I’ve thought about it,” he cuts you off. “So just be quiet and listen, okay?” You don’t say a word, waiting for him to continue on his own. “I don’t want to marry you just because I think that I should, I want us to get married because you...you mean a lot to me. You’re important to me, and I –” He pauses, struggling. This kind of thing is not Zoro’s forte, you both know that – but after a moment, he resumes. “I don’t see myself being like this with anyone but you. I don’t want to be like this with anyone but you. Just want you.” A moment of silence, hearts beating in tandem. 
You move, adjusting enough that you can look at him properly, the gleam of moonlight against his face. And you kiss him. Slow and sweet, eyes sliding shut as you linger for as long as you can before you pull away. 
“Marry me,” he repeats. 
This time, you don’t squawk at him like he’s crazy. You don’t accuse him of being drunk, don’t deflect him for fear that he’s doing it because he thinks he should, not that he wants to. This time, you smile.
“Yes,” you answer. “I’ll marry you.”
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ayzscream · 1 year
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devonellington · 2 years
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Tues. June 14, 2022: An Enjoyable Weekend
Tues. June 14, 2022: An Enjoyable Weekend
image courtesy of Rustu Bozkus via pixabayc.om Tuesday, June 14, 2022 Full Moon Pluto & Saturn Retrograde Sunny and warm Busy weekend, but a good one. Headed down to Pittsfield for a quick jaunt to pick up a few things I couldn’t source elsewhere. Turned around a script coverage. Got showered, dressed, and put on makeup to go to the art opening. It was close enough to walk, and the weather…
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luffyvace · 2 months
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Her brook Idk if your req are closed so read this at your convenience 🙏
I wanted to ask for a male harpy reader strawhat hc or if not just hc with luffy, more specifically based off a bird with heavy feathers like a snowy owl cause I’d love to imagine that he complains about the heat a lot and wonders why he’s sweating more then usual but it’s just luffy hugging his legs cus he’s so soft
Love your work brook 🙏☺️
nope! Still open lovely anon<3
when I tell you I did NOT know what a harpy was 🤦‍♀️ I had to do research for accuracy 😅😋
but don’t worry it’s all good I’ll be more than happy to do your request!
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I’m telling you right here right now luffy would most definitely be interested in a reader like this!! You know how many unique animals and such he tried to recruit into the crew that weren’t even human?? 😂💗
and thank you!! I’m so happy you enjoy my headcanons :) that makes me very happy!
Okay I’m just saying…….like chopper…if you look more animal than human….his first thought is to eat you
”you think he tastes good?” 😋
😭😭
IT JUST IS !!
moving on…♡
He thinks your wings are really cool
I mean a 6.5 ft wing span…….I do too!!
definitely wanted to measure them to check after he learned that
to which he got himself wrapped up in the measuring tape
Both you and luffy eat “strange” animals
such as sloths, monkeys, porcupines, squirrels, opossums, armadillo’s, anteaters and sometimes parrots…..other birds too 😋🍴
No animal is safe 😭
every island you go to the two of you immediately start scouting for whatever variety of yummy foods you could find
”I’ve got news for you two—normal people don’t eat those animals”
- Nami ♡
it taste absolutely delicious to you!!
honestly you probably got Luffy into eating them
which so funny because he already loves eating all types of weird things
which is probably why he was so easy to convince him to eat it too
like he would normally see a monkey and go oh cool a monkey!
but now….😈😈
not all the time tho
mostly when he’s hungry
……….so I guess I lied, yes all the time 🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️
he saw you eating a armadillo with some sloth on the side and was like
oooo I gotta try that 🤪🤪
you might dislike for cats seeing as though a harpy’s predator is a jaguar
Least baby harpy’s anyway…
still! 😠
it’s good for you that the sunny is big once y’all upgrade from merry
it has plenty of rooms with shade for you, since a harpy’s natural habitat is rainforests
and they mainly stay in the shade anyway :)
franky probably had a room built that simulates a rainforest for your comfort 💕
like how he simulated the grass
once Luffy found out harpy’s are rare to find and you found the tori tori no mi - model: harpy- it was pretty much settled for you to join the crew :)
like he loves rare stuff!
it’s like treasure!
and you know darn well a pirate will fight for his treasure! 😼
you use your high pitch bird call to reunite the strawhats whenever you guys get separated (which is like- every time you go on an adventure 😀 besides the point-)
it’s loud enough and ranges far enough to the point where it’s more efficient than yelling
very much so comes in handy when your in danger too
also not to mention luffy is 100% gonna wanna fly on your back since you have wings
he probably won’t even ask
he’ll just rocket onto your back while your flying one day and refuse to get off cuz it’s fun
it likely ends with him spotting something cool, telling you to go over to it and getting you two into trouble
just be ready for the
😬😁 ✊😠 💥💥 😖😓
sequence again
flying also comes in handy when saving the strawhat’s BUTT!
You and Robin like 🦅🦅
LOLLL
but no fr you literally just swoop in and save the day 🦸
SUPERRRRRRR M/N!! *super man pose* better yet *franky pose*
Zoro will also appreciate it if you catch him while falling because I swear that man is always getting smacked around-
same with Nami 🧡
another time
Robin was stating facts about harpy’s when the strawhats first met you, and you were confirming
she mentioned that they typically lived 35-45 years (but she was talking about the ANIMAL.)
Luffy—of course—mistook this
“WHAAAT?! YOU MEAN TO TELL ME OUR NEW NAKAMA’S GONNA DIE SOON?!”
*Nami steps in*
”CALM DOWN IDIOT THATS NOT WHAT SHE SAID!!” 💥💥
“……..and besides..! M/n’s not an animal! He’s still a person you know?! Sheesh…..of course he’s gonna live the lifespan of a human”
Sanji will of course cook any animal of your request into your meal
if it’s more nutritious for you—then certainly he’ll do so!
he always prioritizes nutritional value in his meals, and thats different for everybody!
Luffy however….he will get annoyed with 😂
”GO AWAY STUPID *kicks across room* YOU DONT NEED THIS TO SURVIVE! THIS IS FOR M/N!”
your like one of the few men in his life Sanji doesn’t hate
okay I know that was more harpy facts related so now I’ll get into the scenario you mentioned 😅💗
Luffy uses you for warmth in the winter (all the strawhats do)
like chopper ;P
especially with your large and soft wings
”M/n…spread your wings out..we need your warmth..”
-Zoro
you’ve been complaining about the heat all day
You felt like you were ON FIRE.
like seriously?! What was gon on today?!
it’s not like birds need to shed……so why are you burning up!??
”mmmm…your so warm M/n!”
”LUFFY?!”
”shishishishishi!”
”no wonder I felt heavier than usual!! Get off me Luffy!”
”awwhhhh WHYYYYYY?”
”what?! Why?! Because I’m burning up! I already have all these feathers! You’ve got to get off of me Luffy!”
*whines* “but mmmmm/nnnnnn! Your so waaaarrrrm!”
*sighs and face palms* *attempts to pry him off*
“noooooo m/nnnnnn! I don’t waaaaanna get ooofff!!”
Luffy practically had you in a literal choke hold
he was not about to let you go.
and you know he’s got himself wrapped alllllll the way around 😂😂
once again thank you for the compliment my dear!!
Hopefully I did your hcs justice and that you enjoyed them! <3
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cuubism · 9 months
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some kind of sheltered rich boy dream / feral child hob high school/college au that stuck itself in my brain and won't leave
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"Did you truly spend your childhood here?"
Hob paused where he was picking up more stones, presumably to chuck them at passing trees, cocking his head at Dream. "D'you mean living in the woods, like a feral animal? I thought we went over that."
Dream sighed. "I meant playing in the woods."
Hob lurched upright again to catch up with where Dream was still walking on the path and, true to Dream's suppositions, hurled one of his scavenged stones off into the underbrush. It made a satisfying swish-thwack sound off in the distance. "Why's that so shocking to you? Kids love mud and frogs and stuff."
"You still love mud and frogs and 'stuff.'"
"Don't you?"
Dream looked up at the tree cover, and the orange rays of sunset filtering through the branches. He had never been to this part of the forest before. It was far enough away from any surrounding towns to still be dense and untamed, the underbrush thick and tangled, the path winding and poorly tended.
Not that Dream had been to any part of the forest much at all, not even the parts closer to home.
"I suppose. I can't say I have much experience with either."
Hob kicked aside some sticks that were blocking the path. He was always so active, so expressive. Dream was so used to clasping his hands that he didn't know what to do with them when no one was watching. "So what'd you do, then? Stay in the house all the time?"
"We have a garden," Dream told him. A very beautiful, very perfect garden. "It's very well tended. I doubt mother would tolerate a frog."
"Should do," said Hob, sadly. "They're brilliant. So you've never been just out in the wild at all?"
"I have not run unattended through the forest like a squirrel, no."
"Shame," said Hob, and then grabbed his hand. "No time like the present, then!"
And he took off down the path, dragging Dream along behind him. Hob was much faster than him, and certainly fitter too, and Dream nearly tripped and fell several times trying to keep up, but didn't let go of Hob's hand. His nice school loafers skidded on the wet leaves. His tie flapped along over his shoulder. Dream could not remember the last time he had been so out of breath, the last time his heart had beaten in his chest like so.
"Shit!" Hob yelled, and skidded to a stop.
Dream was not so fast, and quickly learned what had brought such an abrupt end to Hob's run. The path veered off sharply to the right above a steep embankment, and Dream's momentum carried him right over the edge, dragging Hob with him.
The next few moments were a tumble of dirt and leaves and flashes of sky, Hob's laughter, Dream's very unbecoming shriek. Then a splash, as they landed in the shallow brook at the bottom of the embankment.
Hob was still laughing as Dream pushed himself upright, took stock of himself. His trousers and the back of his blazer were drenched and mud-soaked, certainly ruined; his socks sloshed in his shoes; his tie was twisted and mangled around his neck. Hob looked no better, wet and muddy and with leaves stuck in his hair. Only on Hob, there was a natural ease to it, a sense that he would pick himself up with a grin and go on like that. Dream was certain he himself looked merely disheveled and ridiculous.
"You've discovered mud, good for you," Hob said, grinning at him. How could he still look so bright, with mud smeared over his forehead? "And there's a beetle in your hair."
Dream found it and plucked it out, moved to toss it away or perhaps to crush it, as he might have done at home -- but paused. Held it in his palm instead. Had he ever looked at them before? Its fine, intricate legs were really quite remarkable. Its shell iridescent and changing in the light. Its antennae waved at him.
He put it down on the side of the brook, and when he looked back, found Hob gazing at him with an expression he could only interpret as fond.
"Beetles look good on you," he said, and this brought Dream back from the warm place he had started to slip to, there in the glow of Hob's attention, and to reality again.
"Mother will be furious," he said quietly, and hated himself for the smallness of his voice. Dream had never before wished to be anyone other than himself, even when that self chafed and bled against its surroundings. But since meeting Hob, he'd begun to wish he could be in the world the way Hob was -- unapologetic, exuberant, pushing back.
At first, Hob just looked fondly exasperated, even frustrated, as he'd been on occasion, by Dream's unwillingness to ever break a rule. But he must have caught something in Dream's tone that he hadn't before, for he shifted closer, still in the water and getting even more soaked, expression creasing in concern.
"Hey." He laid a tentative hand on Dream's arm. "It'll be alright, yeah? It's just some clothes, in the end. I bet the dry cleaner's can even get it out."
Dream shook his head. It was not about the clothes. Nothing so reasonable as waste or expense would anger his mother. No, she could buy a new uniform easily enough, but how dare one of her children be seen with a hair out of place, how dare Dream put a foot wrong. Stumble? Fall? As if this weren't bad enough, Dream had also lied about where he was going, because there was no way he would have been allowed out of the house otherwise, and this was already a grave offense, and now there was proof.
It was always very unwise to anger either of Dream's parents.
But no matter what was waiting to come down upon his head, he was not going to cry. It was always unwise to cry. And he did not want Hob to think him even more pathetic than he doubtless already thought Dream was.
Dream steeled himself, clenching his hands in the river bottom for a long moment. The cold slip of the mud, the crunch of the rocks was surprisingly soothing. Then let go, and let the river water wash the dirt away. "You are right, of course. Only. Mud."
"Only that," Hob agreed, smiling at him again, the corners of his eyes crinkling. He would have lovely wrinkles there when he was older, Dream thought. Hob took his hand, and looked at his palm, perfectly smooth and clean again after the water had washed over it. "At least you weren't hurt in that tumble, yeah? That's what's most important."
For the moment, Dream let home wash away from him with the river water, and focused on his hand in Hob's. It felt like peace. "What's most important," he echoed. "Yes."
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deathmetalunicorn1 · 22 days
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These are both lovely, but I have plans for this piece >:3
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-It had been so- so amazing when you walked out of your bedroom, to look up to see a giant, even bigger than your giant friends, elephant, that was walking through the ocean.
-This was Zou, a walking island, as there was a whole city on the back of the elephant, at least that’s what Law told you all.
-Once actually on the elephant, Sanji carried you alongside Nami to the top. There were so many ruins, buildings that looked like they had been abandoned for years now, along with towering trees unlike anything you had ever seen before.
-Once everyone was on the back of the elephant, you started to explore, as you could see smoke, you all could, from what looked to be smoldering remains of something in the distance, like it had been attacked.
-When a sudden downpour flooded a huge portion of the island, which you would later learn was the elephant, giving himself a bath, you had nearly been separated from everyone, after Brook, Chopper, Caesar, and Momo had been swept away, unable to swim.
-Sanji came back and collected you, after he left you on a high tree, while Nami was yelling at the Devil Fruit users who were useless and a pain in the butt.
-You saw a squirrel lady, that Sanji helped save from an unknown group, chasing them off, before she ran, like she was looking for something, or someone.
-When you entered a massive town, you were looking around, seeing all the damage, “What happened here?”
-That’s when a dog lady charged, attacking Nami, telling your group to leave. Your eyes went huge, seeing Nami getting attacked, but you realized that this dog lady, Wanda, had been poisoned by Jack, who was the leader of the group that Tristan was saved from earlier.
-After hearing that Jack and his crew had left, for the moment, Wanda relaxed, sobbing loudly because so many had been hurt by Jack.
-Caesar recognized the symptoms of the poison as something that he had made, which made tears well in your eyes, “Why would you want to hurt others?” which quickly sent him to the ground, feeling like scum, but he helped Chopper with creating a cure as everyone else started rescuing the Minks.
-You had seen a massive doggy and kitty, crucified, both of them with limbs missing, as if they had been tortured and as they were being helped down, so they could be treated, you ran over, ignoring Sanji’s shout, “Y/N don’t! You’re still recovering!”
-He was surprised when you didn’t listen, your horn glowing as your quirk activated as you made it to the two, surprising the Minks as your aura covered the two, healing their missing limbs and helping with their wounds as you were crying quietly.
-Jaws dropped, seeing what you had done as you started crying, which flustered Dogstorm and Cat Viper, who had no idea what just happened as they gave each other a small nod, willing to work together to help calm you down.
-The Minks were in awe of your ability, but after Chopper ran over, checking you out now as well, they learned that your ability could be dangerous for you if you overused it.
-You gave yourself only a minor fever, but you still wanted to help, and you gasped when you saw Nami running over to a group of people, one of them which you remembered, “The polar bear!”
-The other members of the Heart Pirates were surprised to see the Straw Hats, but they were grateful, seeing you all helping the Minks, as the humans were immune to at least this poison.
-As everyone was being healed and treated, everyone moved into the forest, to hide, just in case Jack came back, which many of the Minks were afraid of.
-The Minks adored you, thinking you were adorable, constantly covering you in cuddles in something called Garchu, which you loved because you were in fluffy heaven!
-Sanji and Chopper did their best to help those who were still weak, by treating them and feeding them, which you told them you wanted to help, so Sanji gave you trays which you carefully carried over to the smiling Minks, who thought you were adorable.
-You got to play with the children, helping them gain some source of normality, as they taught you how to kick a ball around, and the Mink Village was soon full of laughter again.
-It wasn’t until someone new came to the island that everything changed.
-His name was Capone Bege, and he was an envoy from Big Mom. You had been hiding behind Brook’s leg, who had knelt beside you, as none of you knew if he was going to be a threat or not.
-When he pulled everyone into his body, that was like a walking fortress, he explained he was here for Sanji, who was to be married to one of Big Mom’s children, and you, as you were going to be the guest of honor at the wedding!
-Bege had started walking, going to snatch you all away and take you all to Big Mom, including the ones she didn’t specifically request, for her to do with whatever she wished.
-Sanji was able to negotiate the release of the others, which Bege agreed to, releasing everyone but him and you, as you were the one that Big Mom wanted more.
-Sanji tried to attack, to get you free, but he was attacked, to stop him. You leapt in front of him, protecting Sanji as you cried, “Stop hurting my big brother!” You saw Bege’s face morph into what looked to be pain, seeing you crying, like he didn’t want to do this, but he had a job to do.
-Bege agreed to get Sanji patched up, and that you would both be safe, if the two of you didn’t try to escape anymore.
-Sanji knew he couldn’t risk your safety at the moment, he wanted to get you free, but he was trapped, even more so when Bege took off on his ship, heading to Whole Cake Island.
-He prayed that Luffy and the others would come soon, not so much for him as he would sacrifice himself to get you to safety, but to rescue you.
-He knew that his family was waiting for him there, how else would Bege have known who his family was if they weren’t there. He wasn’t going to let them get close to you, even if he had to ask Big Mom to make it so.
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yaspup9000 · 5 months
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By Popular demand, here’s some of my LPS Hot takes
Some of the later pets weren’t That bad. Like yea I do agree that the tv show based toys from like 2013-2016 weren’t that great and kinda fugly looking, but with some of the 2020 pets, why yes not as iconic as the 2000s lps that we know and love, I still believe some people were really harsh on some of these pets cuz like they did look really cute tho! My only problem with the pets was the fact they had names tbh 2. Not every g2 lps molds were perfect. Some really good examples of older lps molds being kinda ugly were the first Jack Russel and poodle molds. I’ve also mentioned about the skunk/Squrriel molds were pretty lazy since it’s just the same mold . They didn’t even try to make them different from each other. Like say what you will but at least with some of the newer pets between 2013-2020 they were at least trying to make the skunk and squirrel molds different from each other. also the opossum molds was not all that great tbh..
3. The worse thing that ever happened to lps was the Blythe loves lps toy line. No joke idk why they thought this was good. I mean if you guys loved the Blythe dolls that’s fine, to me I always found them off putting since well, they just didn’t fit personally. Like you’re the one who’s caring the pets or this is a world where it’s run by pets. There was never any mention about humans tbh. Again this is prob coming from bitter younger me lol. But in all seriousness though, never really liked Blythe dolls tbh
4. People need to Chill out about the some of the rerelease of lps. Yes I understand, I’m just as nervous and excited as the rest of you guys however I genuinely feel as if people are really making a mountain out of a hill over some prototypes and a blind bag. Like I understand that everyone’s burned out by bad decisions after bad decisions within the lps Franchise. And yes blind bags are overused and annoying however, Guys.. they’re not just gonna make only just blind bags, they’re gonna do other stuff for lps soon just be patient. Not to mention at the end of the day, they’re still just silly little pets for kids. Can you critique the toys? Of course! But just remember that it ain’t that deep. 5. They should bring back that one brown poodle mold
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yes this one! its cute as hecc! and i wish they would bring this back 6. This cat isn't a "Wolf-Cat" Its a maine coon. This isn't even an opinion or anything, i just wanna let people know that its suppose to be a maine coon. also the actual "wolf-cat" is called Lykoi and idk how that breed of cat would look as an lps.
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7. the main reason back in 2013 Lps was having a reboot was due to MLP having a reboot. that's just my theory tho.
8. I feel like a lot of people keep forgetting that 90s LPS exist. Like whenever people say "g1" they don't think about the kenner Lps toys, they were thinking about the 2000's lps that was popularized by hasbro. and tbh that kinda sucks.. cuz why yes the kenner toys were more into realism, i still geninually, like the kenner lps figures they were rad.
9. The sticker eyes lps were cute, I actually liked them 10. One pet peeve I had with LPS popular, is that technically, Brook should of been arrested or at least suspended since she did attack Savannah first. Not to mention, doesn't this school have like cameras or something!? i know this has been years since I've watched LPS popular but like, bruh, Why don't her parents believe her!
Umm.. I dont really have any other opinions nor thoughts at the moment. idk feel free to ask me anything lps related and I'll give my honest opinions.
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moonelnone · 6 months
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what animals would you assign the strawhats
Luffy - those invasive foxes (please stop feeding wild foxes in the streets or your backyard) Zoro - some giant iguana on a rock Nami - red squirrel Ussop - a silly little jerboa Sanji - Secretary bird Robin - A female angler fish Franky - a cyborg grizzly bear Brook - boneful giraffe
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jessysapphireblue · 5 months
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One Piece Advent Calender Door 1 Luffy
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First of all, welcome everyone to my Advent Calender 2023 For the next 25 Days I will post little stories of the whole Straw Hat Crew. Some are more than one but mostly it will focus on one person with yourself. Like in my other stories, I will continue using Je, as well as the Magician. And with that, Enjoy!
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Door 1: Arriving at the Christmas Town
A calm day on the sea was something all of you needed. Luffy was running around with Usopp and Chopper, Sanji was serving Nami and Robin some snacks as you heard from your open door, trying to finish yet another stupid idea your captain...boyfriend was begging you for. You were so weak to him.
Stopping, you raised your head to the ceiling before walking out. “Nami?”, you called the Navigator. “What´s wrong?”, she answered, looking at you. “We´re directly sailing into a snow area. It´s a little ahead...A snow island is also comming” “Snow?!” “ISLAND?!”, turning around, Chopper and Luffy beamed at you, causing you to supress a laugh.
“It´s been a while since we had a snow island”, admitted Usopp. “Yohohohoho! You truly are a Goddess~ how do you know that?”, asked Brook. “Air and water. I sensed it”, you hummed as “I see. Magnificent...may I see your-” Brook stopped when Zeus shocked him. “Good boy, Zeus!”, Nami showed a thumb up. “hahaha~ Nami”, Zeus was happy. “want to have a cloud as a thank you?”, you asked him as he came to you. “You´re truly kind! Yes, please”, he smiled and you tapped your pouch, making a big glass appear with a cloud inside, as you fed him. “mmh!! YUMMY!”
“Is it really good?”, Luffy took a piece and ate it “Taste like nothing” “He even eats clouds now”, Usopp groaned, which made you laugh. “As if I ever get you guys something that is poison”
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It was just a few hours later when everyone was wearing winter clothing, the snow falling down in thick flocks, covering the deck. “Luffy. Wear at least a jacket”, you said to your boyfriend who came to you. “Can´t you use your magic?” “No. Coat and gloves on, you hear” He tried so hard to give you puppy eyes. “No. Not this time” He gasped but then leaned in to kiss your cheek over and over. “Je~” “Wear it”, you said and with a lot of whining, he finally give in. Coming back out dressed in a winter jacket and gloves, he joined in on making a snowman. “Hey, I see an island!”, Zoro spoke loudly from the lookout. “ISLAND?! ISLAND!!!”, Luffy stretched his arm to the figurehead of the Sunny, cheering and yelling. “What we see here is a hyperactive squirrel in its natural habitat”,you spoke and Robin chuckled, as well as Usopp and Chopper.
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It was a little later when the sunny docked away from the town, thick threes covering the view of the ship, so one one could see it. “WOHOOOOO!!!” Luffy, Usopp and Chopper jumped down, landing on the thick white blanket, which caused both Usopp and Luffy sinking in to their tights. “WHA!” “So much snow! Je! Please come down and build a snowman with me”, Chopper waved at you, which made you melt.
Jumping off board your boot hit the snow softly before you went to Chopper. “Je, you´re unfair!” “He´s right! Why can you stand on the snow?” “well, I am a magician, forgot?” “At least help us out!” “Yosha!”, Luffy beamed, fully out now. “LUFFY! HELP ME!” “Ok ok”, your captain laughed and pulled the sniper on his nose.
You turned back to Chopper and both of you gathered snow to make the snowman. The rest of your firends walked away to look around the town and everything else, the four of you staying back by the Sunny. “So, this is the last ball. would you like to add-”, you were cut off as you felt something against the back of your head, causing your boyfriend and the Sniper to laugh. “Headshot! 100 points!” Turning around, there were Snowballs around them, making you smile before snipping your finger, as hundrets of snowballs were thrown at them. “HEY! That´s cheating!!”, Luffy and Usopp stated, both busy dodgeing the snow. “But hitting someone from the back is fair?” “Pirate”, said Luffy. “Chopper. Come over! We need reinforements!” The cute reindeer looked at you and then back at his two best friends. “Go over. I win either way”, you admitted and Usopp gulped.
A wild Snowball fight broke out, Defense system and everything. Usopp even used his slingshot, missing you in inches. “That was so close!” “A bit too close!”, you admitted as “Gum Gum....SNOWBALL!!”, your boyfriend exclaimed before using his gatling move, only be replaced with snowballs in merciless fire. Sitting behind your defense, you just saw how it got damaged, the snow splatter against the trees. “Haha! Surrender now in front of the great captain Usopp!” “Go Luffy, GO!”, you heard Chopper cheer.
You needed a way to get out. An idea came into your head, a smirk on your lips. Using your magic to trap yourself into a ball, the gatling soon ended. “I can´t no more”, panted Luffy. “DO YOU SURRENDER NOW?!”, Usopp laughed loudly, hands on his hips. It was quiet. “D-Did we knock her out?”, Chopper asked before the ground began to rumble, making Usopp fall back and from the snow raised a giant Torso out of snow, looking like you. “AHHHHHHH!!!!” “WHOA!!!” While Usopp fainted, Luffy and Chopper were like children, so happy and eager to see your giant snow form.
Raising a hand over them, you released a giant snowwave, burring all three of them. “And I won, guys”, you walked out onto the arm, laughing as “Hey!” “So cool!!! Je je! That is amazing!”
“Guys, I´m ba-MELLORINE GODDESS!!!”, Sanji swooned around after seeing your Snow form with you sitting on the outstretched arm. “OH! Oh~~ my beloved Goddess!!! Here is your Prince! Saving you from the idiots~ Jump int my warm arms of Love!”, he kneeled down proclaiming his love. “Welcome Back, Sanji”, you smiled kindly at him, making the cook fall more in love. “My Goddess, you always greet me so kindly!”, hearts swarmed around him as you moved to the edge, only to fall down with a smile. Sanji was already squealing in joy, hearts in his eyes but he didn´t saw the rubber arm around your waist, until you were snatched away before Sanji could catch you, causing the cook to fall into the snow, and you landed in the arms of your boyfriend, who directly cuddled you. “Je! My Je! mmmh~so nice” You began to laugh loudly, kissing the cheek of Luffy and Usopp gagged. “Not in front of my eyes!” Luffy simply looked at his best friend before kissing you fully on your lips. “LUFFY!”, Sanji and Usopp shouted at him. “How about I make us some hot chocolate?”, you raised your hand. “You mean-” “My special hot chocolate, yes” “YES!”, all four boys screamed, making you flinch at their eagerness before you were lifted up and thrown around Luffys shoulder. “Hot Chocolate! Je Hot CHOCO!!!” “LUFFY! YOU CARRY OUR GODDESS NOT LIKE THAT! SHOW SOME DIGNITY AND RESPECT!!!” “Hey, can mine be with extra marshmallows?” “Sure, why not”, you laughed “WOHOOO!” “LUFFY!!!”
The first day is complete. We see us tomorrow~ Stay Safe
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He put a hand to his cheek. “Garchu to you too…” he said, trying to bring back the feeling of Usopp’s lips—just the corner, but still much more than he’d expected—shifting and moving with the shape of his words, brushing against his cheek. He felt his blush with his fingertips before realizing he was completely flushed. God, Usopp was going to be the death of him.
In which Zoro and Usopp can’t see what’s in front of them.
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“Ah damn, ran out of paint.” Franky stood from the makeshift workbench. “I’ll grab more from the storehouse.”
“Sure thing,” Usopp said, still fiddling with something… complicated. Zoro had overheard him mention it was something for Nami. “I’m running low on steel tubes so bring back any you find.”
Franky made a noise of agreement and ran off not long after.
Zoro subtly looked around. 
Chopper was talking with those squirrel and goat Minks, Robin was with Chopper, and Brook was still being chased by those dog Minks. He could hear Luffy’s distant laughter and Nami shrieking at him. The Heart Pirates were off doing who knows what and the other Minks were busy with rebuilding.
It was as close to private as he was going to get without tipping anyone off. Without tipping a certain someone off.
Zoro pushed off the tree he was leaning against and walked up behind Usopp. He leaned down a bit, cheek brushing lightly against Usopp’s. “Garchu,” he said.
Usopp startled. “What?” He turned his face up, putting more pressure into the touch. “Oh, Zoro! Trying out Mink culture, huh?” He threw an arm around Zoro’s neck and dragged him down closer before Zoro could answer, practically crushing their faces together. He rubbed his cheek against Zoro’s, chin hair scratching pleasantly against Zoro’s skin. “Garchu to you too!”
There was an ominous explosion from the direction Franky left in. Luffy and Nami’s voices followed. Usopp sighed heavily. He said something before he patted Zoro’s shoulder and ran off. Not that Zoro heard a word of it.
He watched Usopp leave, frozen in place where he had pulled Zoro down.
He put a hand to his cheek. “Garchu to you too…” he said, trying to bring back the feeling of Usopp’s lips—just the corner, but still much more than he’d expected—shifting and moving with the shape of his words, brushing against his cheek. 
He felt his blush with his fingertips before realizing he was completely flushed.
God, Usopp was going to be the death of him.
The distant sounds of sizzling bacon greeted Usopp as he shuffled his way closer to the table.
“Morning,” Usopp said around a yawn. He accepted the cup of coffee Robin pushed towards him, the feel of the warm steam making him slump down into his chair. “Is there any—?” A plate of sugar cubes was passed to him. “Ah, thank you.”
Usopp shivered from a cool breeze blowing past. He huddled over his coffee, sighing pleasantly at the steam warming the underside of his jaw. Looking around, he noted that the others present looked completely unaffected. Usopp pulled the sleeves of his wool sweater over his hands and tried not to grumble over open shirts and short-as-hell rompers. Monsters, the lot of them.
His eyes drifted, and he spotted Zoro further down the table, one arm behind his head and one tucked in his robe. His eye was closed and he breathed deeply, his chest slowly rising and falling in an even rhythm. Usopp’s gaze drew to his own handiwork, the reminder of Zoro’s first reckoning with his goal.
The diagonal scar was faded now, just an uneven line of lighter skin right across vital organs. It was jagged, marked by now-invisible holes too far from the edges, and Usopp could still remember the first time Chopper had seen Zoro without his shirt off. The way he’d shrieked and dragged Usopp and Zoro to Merry’s galley to learn how to sew a proper medical stitch. 
The scar wasn’t perfect, but it was like a painter’s first brushstroke. Or the beginnings of a sketch when trying to come up with an idea. Usopp always found it best to draw some simple lines or shapes before sketching out a drawing. He could trace the scar with his finger, take his time to go over it lightly again and again and again. He couldn’t risk leaving marks on the page, of course. 
And once he'd finished warming up, he could go over it with his brush. A long, slow, trail of his tongue along the—
“FUCK!” Usopp jerked his head back, rubbing at the burning feeling on the underside of his chin and neck. He closed his eyes and hissed through his teeth. 
“You alright?” Zoro said, voice right next to Usopp’s ear.
Usopp jumped, his knee banging into and shaking the whole table. “O-Oh yeah, I’m f—” Scalding hot coffee tipped over the edge directly onto his lap. Usopp screamed.
“Garchu.” Zoro rubbed his cheek to Usopp’s before settling down next to him. “How’s Nami’s Climatact going?”
Usopp shushed him. “Not so loud, it’s supposed to be a surprise.”
Zoro leaned forward, his face still pressed to Usopp’s as he looked over his shoulder. “Looks pretty good so far. Nice of you to upgrade it for free.”
“You kidding? I’m getting her to pay this time.”
Zoro huffed a laugh. “Right.”
“I am!” He pointed the end of his screwdriver at Zoro, only inches from his nose. “Mark my words, I’m gonna get every berri I’m owed.”
“If the famed God Usopp says so, then it must be true.”
“Ugh,” Usopp dropped his head in his hands. Zoro almost thought he’d upset him when he noticed the wobbly smile peeking out through his fingers. “Did you really have to say that?”
“Yes.”
Usopp groaned. “Just let me finish this and we can hang out, okay?”
“Sure.”
It was rather rhythmic, the way Usopp worked. Screwing, adjusting, gluing, readjusting. Zoro found himself captivated, watching his scarred hands move in such precise and practiced motions. 
Warm skin brushed against warm skin.
Abruptly, the hands stopped. 
“Y-You’re too close.” The whisper was almost inaudible. Zoro likely wouldn’t have heard it if he didn’t have his chin hooked over Usopp’s shoulder.
“Didn’t mind before.”
“That was just a friendly greeting! This is—I’m practically in your l-lap!” 
Zoro made a confused noise before looking further down and—ah, yes those were certainly his arms wrapped around Usopp’s waist. Shit.
“It’s…” Think Zoro, think; just make something up, anything. “A greeting for best friends.” 
All at once, Usopp relaxed. “I didn’t know they had one like that.” He laughed. “Maybe I should do that to Luffy—”
“Do not do this with anyone else.”
Zoro froze. The words had come from his mouth without pause, without hesitation. While it was true he would rather eat razors and poison for every meal than for Usopp to get handsy with anyone else, he hadn’t expected to voice it aloud.
Usopp was quiet. His breaths were coming in short and his body trembled.
Fuck.
Zoro pulled away and Usopp made a sort of strangled noise. “I’m not going to kill you,” he started, going for reassuring. “It was just… a joke.” Belatedly, he added a laugh. It sounded stilted.
Usopp nodded and went back to his work. All without giving Zoro a second glance.
Great work moron, Zoro thought to himself. He’s terrified.
“So,” Zoro started. Stopped. “What have you… been up to today?”
“Just—” Usopp cleared his throat, dispelling the sudden higher pitch. “Just working on Nami’s Climatact.” 
“The whole day?”
“Well yeah, we’ve gotta get it done before they head out to pick up Sanji.” Usopp held up a semi-translucent marble up to the fading sunlight, his trembling fading slowly as he spoke. “It’s been a lot of trial and error to try and mix Weatheria technology with my pop greens, but I think she’ll appreciate it.”
Zoro’s brows furrowed. “Franky isn’t here.”
“He’s taking a break since we’ve kinda been at it nonstop. I think he went to hang out with Robin if you’re looking for—woah!” Usopp flailed as Zoro picked him up under his armpits. “Um, Zoro. What are you doing?”
Zoro started to walk. “You’re taking a break.”
“As nice as it is for you to worry about me, no, I am not taking a break!” Usopp started struggling in his arms. “They could leave tomorrow morning for all I know and we already gutted the old Climatact! I can’t just leave Nami unprepared!”
Zoro stopped for a moment. Well, this is inconvenient. 
He tossed Usopp in the air, which led to screaming, and then caught him in his arms, which led to stuttering. 
Better. Zoro resumed walking.
“Y-You can’t just carry me like a princess! It’s embarrassing!” Usopp wiggled in his arms. “Let me down, I need to work—”
“An important part of training is rest,” Zoro said firmly. “You can’t just work yourself to the bone like this.”
“Oh you goddamn hypocrite—”
Zoro stopped. “Usopp,” he said, staring into Usopp’s hardly blinking, bloodshot eyes. The fact that he hadn’t managed to pull himself out of Zoro’s loose grip spoke louder than any protest. “You’re exhausted. Take a nap and come back well rested.”
Usopp opened his mouth, his brows furrowed with defiance, and suddenly Zoro didn’t give a shit about shame or pride or anything else.
He just wanted Usopp to rest.
“Please,” he asked, voice soft. 
And that must’ve been the right choice, because Usopp just deflated in his arms. “Only because you’re asking so nicely,” he mumbled. “Now put me down so I can lead us back to the house.”
Again and again, Zoro sought him out. Every morning, afternoon, and night. Hell, sometimes he’d walk off to the toilet or something and come back a few minutes later, quick to give another of those soft little cheek nuzzles that sent Usopp’s heart all a flutter. The resting butterflies in his gut quickly flittering around their cage each time, almost as if his very core was shaken with each press of skin. 
It was simultaneously absolute heaven and the worst kind of hell.
“Franky, just go ahead and strangle me.”
“Eh?” Franky looked up from his welding. “I’m not strangling you so you don’t have to deal with Zoro.”
With a monotone voice, Usopp said, “Ah, as expected of someone not even worth 100 million—”
“SHUT UP!” Franky said, waving his wrench at him. “And anyway what’s the problem? He’s the one coming to you. If you like ‘em, accept ‘em. If you don’t, then don’t!”
“But it’s not that simple,” Usopp whined. “And I don’t want to take advantage of him!”
Franky stared at him blankly for a moment. He then picked up Usopp by the back of his shirt and started to carry him away. “Wh—Franky! Lemme go, I gotta finish—!”
“Hey there, Nami-sis!” Franky loudly spoke over him. “Brought you a present.” Franky plopped him on the bench next to Nami. 
“Franky,” Usopp whined.
She raised a brow as she took a sip of her tea. Franky whispered something in her ear and she lit up, berri signs in her eyes. “Oh? I will happily take that deal. And distract him for the rest of the evening.” She made a shooing motion. “Now go get back to what you were doing.”
“Deal? Franky, what did you—” Franky gave a brief thanks before jogging off. “No, wait! Don’t leave me with her!”
“I’m hurt, Usopp. Do you really hate me that much?”
“Try saying that without that smug look on your face.”
The smug look continued. “So, Zoro troubles again?”
Usopp gave a long, drawn out groan. “He’s just being friendly and I’m being the worst about it.”
“What, flustered?”
Usopp put his head in his hands. “Enjoying it.”
“Well, obviously.” She paused for a moment. He peeked between his fingers to see her staring at him with a deadpan stare. “That’s it?”
“It’s a very serious problem!”
Nami put a hand on his shoulder. “You’re very sweet. And so very stupid.”
“Hey!”
“He chooses to do it everyday and you just admitted you enjoy it. Why not just leave it be?” 
“Look, he’s not the one being a stupid horndog about it! That’s all me!” Usopp let his head fall to the table. “You know, he showed me a different form of Garchu and all I could think about was how much I wanted him to rail me? And then he growled in my ear and I started trembling, Nami. Trembling!” he hissed. “I almost lost my mind and asked him to fuck me right then and there!”
Usopp whined. “And then he said he wouldn’t kill me, so he knows, Nami, he knows that I’m in love with him and he was trying to tell me to forget it and move on.”
Nami hummed. “What do you mean, new form of Garchu?”
Usopp felt his cheeks warm. “That part’s not important.” Nami raised a brow. “Okay, so it’s a little important, but not really because it’s a totally normal and platonic part of Mink culture and I twisted it up!”
“So? You’re a pirate, you can do what you want.”
“Nami,” he whined. “I told you to stop saying that!”
“I’ll stop saying it when it stops working.” He whined again, giving his best pout. She rolled her eyes, a fond smile on her face. “Alright, alright. C’mere.” She threw an arm over him and tugged him into a side hug. Usopp sighed and relaxed into the embrace, leaning his head against her shoulder. 
Nami rested her cheek on his hair. “He’d be lucky to have you, you know?”
Usopp didn’t answer.
Zoro had fallen into a bit of a routine. 
Wake up, find and rub cheeks with Usopp, get breakfast, train, rub cheeks with Usopp, lunch, train, cheeks with Usopp, nap, Usopp, dinner, Usopp, bath, Usopp Usopp Usopp—
At times, he would forgo napping for a while just to stick around and watch Usopp work. And work Usopp did. Zoro didn’t know the first thing about mechanics and inventing things, but Usopp looked completely in his element. He worked with a sort of grace that Zoro had come to love over their time as crewmates. 
There wasn’t a single hint of his usual worries plaguing his features, not a tremble to his hands, his sharp eyes laser focused on the tools and materials set out before him. Loud, unexpected sounds did nothing to startle him. It was as if nothing could distract him from his work.
Zoro loved seeing him like that. He also hated it.
He put a hand over Usopp’s, covering the complicated piece of metal and screws. “Usopp, did you go to sleep last night?”
Usopp blinked a couple times. He pulled his goggles off and rubbed at his eyes. “No, but it’s fine. I’ll have plenty of time to catch up on it when I’m done Zo—RO!”
Zoro didn’t bother letting him finish his excuses. Usopp squirmed where he was thrown over Zoro’s shoulder, but hardly put any effort in it. 
Zoro tightened his grip.
“Hey, hey! I know what you’re thinking! Don’t compare my normal people muscles to your freakish level of strength!” Usopp slapped the back of Zoro’s shoulder for emphasis. ��This thing is like a brick wall! I couldn’t get out of this even if I wasn’t tired to hell and back!”
Zoro narrowed his eyes. “So you are tired.”
“I didn’t say I wasn’t, but—”
“Then we’re taking a nap,” Zoro said, nodding. “No arguing, you’re not getting out of this until you’ve slept half a day.”
“HALF—” Usopp cleared his throat. “Zoro, dear friend, be reasonable about this. Franky can only work on so much on his own, I need to be there to—wait, did you say we?” 
“Yeah, we. How else am I supposed to make sure you actually get any shut-eye?”
“But—!”
“Just give it up, Usopp.” Zoro patted the small of his back. “I’m not letting you go until you’re good and well rested.”
There was a long silence. Zoro peered over his shoulder to see Usopp covering his face in his hands. A growing warmth spread out from under Zoro’s arm and Usopp’s skin started to take on a red undertone.
“...Fine, alright? I’ll take a nap,” Usopp mumbled. Good. “Also turn around, you’re going the wrong way.” Fuck.
After a long and very nerve-wracking trip around the forest, they finally reached their sleeping quarters. Usopp had the time to think and rethink and overthink everything Zoro said and he, hopefully, came to the right conclusion.
Zoro was just being his typical Zoro self, trying to look out for Usopp and make sure he took care of himself, and Usopp’s silly little crush blew pretty much everything he said out of proportion.
Of course Zoro wasn’t going to actually sleep cuddled up to him! That’d be absurd considering all the space and extra beds in the room. He probably just meant he’d pick a wall or a corner to nap against and act like a guard dog in case anyone came to disturb them—or in case Usopp tried to escape. 
He sighed as Zoro passed through the entryway, the door closing behind him. It was really all so simple, why hadn’t he thought of it before? It was such a nice thing for his friend to do and, really, Usopp should thank him by at least trying to rest for a while before attempting any escapes. A couple minutes of laying down didn’t seem so bad, if it was for Zoro—
Zoro unceremoniously dropped him atop the covers. Usopp was about to complain when Zoro dropped himself atop Usopp.
Oh god.
Oh god.
Had he lost it? Somehow got knocked out along the way and already dreaming? Yeah. Yeah. That was it. Good things like this just didn’t happen to Usopp out of the blue. He should just accept that it was a dream and just skip to enjoying it.
Usopp put his arms around Zoro, holding his head to his chest with a content sigh. “This is a lot better than I’ve imagined it before.”
Zoro made a noise of surprise. “You’ve imagined this before?”
“Of course, who wouldn’t? It’s a dream come true to get smothered in your big burly arms.”
A hint of red painted Zoro’s cheeks. He grinned, smug. “You think my arms are burly?”
“Obviously. You should know that by now.”
Zoro made a noise, but it was muffled when Usopp pressed him further into his pecs. “Wait wait, before you say ‘I want to ruin you’ or anything like that let me just get this off my chest. Real Zoro is so damn frustrating!”
“Uso—” 
“Nope! I love dreams about stuff that’ll never happen, but I need to talk about this again.” Usopp took a big breath. “You are the hottest guy ever and I love that we’re friends, but sometimes I look at you and wish I was brave enough to grab your face and kiss you senseless.
“I wish I could take you by the hand and show off every plant in my garden, go over every single fact and detail about them. I wish I could rail you like you’ve never been railed before and make you putty in my arms. I wish I could curl up in your lap whenever you’re asleep on deck and use you as a big comfy pillow. 
“But most of all,”—he sighed, loosening his arms as he started to lose steam—“I wish you were really here so I could fall asleep in your arms, breathe the air you breathe, and wake up so tangled together I don’t know where you end and I begin.”
Zoro stayed silent. Usopp let himself bask in utter relief. “Ah, that was nice. Okay, we can get back to…”
Something pinched his chest. It was kind of uncomfortable and getting sharper, like little rocks pushing into his skin—
Usopp shrieked. “Did you bite me?!”
“Only a little,” Zoro said, licking over the shallow mark.
“You can’t just do that without a warning—!” Usopp paused. Gears turned in his head. 
Zoro lifted his head, a smirk on his pink-tinged face. “So if I give you a heads up, I can do it again?”
Usopp sputtered. “I—you—this is real?!”
“I don’t know, does this feel real?”
At once too slow and too fast, Zoro pushed himself up and kissed him.
Not a peck or just lips, no, Zoro was pressing him down into the mattress, licking all over Usopp’s lips, almost demanding entrance. 
No, not demanding, that wasn’t quite right. The insistent, crushing affection made him dizzy, almost as if trying to convince him of something. 
As if desperate to—
Usopp suddenly moaned, loud and open, and Zoro pulled back, eye wide. 
“Did I—?”
“It’s real.” Usopp cut him off. “It’s so very real and—holy crap.”
He cupped one of Zoro’s cheeks. “You really—you really want this? Want me?”
Zoro raised a brow, pointedly looked down at Usopp’s mouth. 
“Humour me,” Usopp said. Zoro stared, and in a quieter voice, Usopp added, “Please?”
Zoro’s eye softened. “Yes. I want you, Usopp.”
Usopp’s lips stretched into a wobbly smile. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes as he said, “You know, I’m pretty high strung.”
His eyes fluttered closed as Zoro kissed below each lid. “I’ve noticed.”
“And I need a lot of reassurance.”
A few kisses down the side of his nose. “You do.”
“And I’m a pretty big coward.”
Zoro kissed his lips again, less pressured, less desperate. All the same warmth and conviction.
“Not when it counts.”
And what was Usopp to do except meet his expectations?
It was the work of a few seconds to slip his hand around Zoro’s back, slow and unhurried, and quickly flip their positions.
Surprise and a darker blush painted Zoro’s face. Usopp took a breath to steady himself. To prepare. With a steady voice he said, “Yeah, not when it counts.”
Usopp's eyes were drawn to the bob of Zoro’s throat as he swallowed. “I’m supposed to—”
“Zoro.” Usopp cupped his cheek. “There’s no one here. It’s just us.”
He dragged a hand down Zoro’s chest, fingers brushing lightly over his collarbone, his sternum, his scar. Zoro shivered as he closed his eye. 
Usopp gently pressed against Zoro’s abs, pressing him further into the mattress. “Let me take care of you.”
A breath. A single nod.
“Good boy.”
The best sleep of his life—no, the best night of his life. Zoro didn’t know if he’d ever felt so relaxed and content before. The ache in his backside pulsed with each shift in his seat, a welcome reminder of how well he was cared for last night. He sipped his coffee quietly, a pleasant emptiness and buzzing in his mind.
His partner walked by the table moments later, evidence of Zoro’s handiwork peeking out of the rumpled green button-up and trailing all the way up his neck and down each arm.
“Usopp, did you get attacked by a bear or something?” Luffy asked.
“Or something,” Usopp mumbled, slipping into the spot beside him. Zoro slid him a mug and a stack of pancakes. Their fingers touched and stayed a moment before Usopp pulled away for a drink. 
“New boyfriend?”
Usopp spat out his coffee all over his plate. Nami smiled a smug grin as Usopp coughed and hacked. She held out a hand and several groans resounded around the table. Zoro watched with a mild curiousity as Robin, Franky, and Brook each handed Nami a handful of bills.
“You bet on us getting together?!” Usopp shrieked.
“Eh? You weren’t already?” Luffy and Chopper asked.
“No! We—”
Nami loudly cleared her throat and held her hand a little higher. 
A blue sheen covered their table. A pouch of money floated through the air to land in Nami's hand. “Thank you for the business.”
Usopp whined and pulled his cap down over his face, turning his face into Zoro’s shoulder. “Even Traffy?”
Zoro patted the top of his head. A grin spread across his face as he made a realization. “Hey, Usopp.” Usopp looked up with a confused hum. Zoro pressed a soft, lingering kiss to his lips. “Garchu.” 
Zoro ignored the hollers and the fufufu’s and yohoho’s, enjoying the red undertone that bloomed across Usopp’s skin and the higher pitched, “Zoro, you can’t just do that in front of everybody!” as he hid his flushed face in Zoro’s shoulder once more.
Across the table, Nami grimaced. “Ugh, yeah I deserve that.”
Yup. Best night of Zoro’s life.
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official-darkforest · 18 days
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just a suggestion but i would either go full in or full out of the tribe. either make them a tasteful adaptation such as a native reservation that feather joins in protest when they were heading up towards canada or make them completely different. maybe they're a group of homeless cats trying to get by near the cities, and maybe even purdy used to be in the group and he's the one to mention their protests to feather which encourages the gang to all go help. but regardless of what you do i'm sure we'll all enjoy it!
oh yeah of course, full in or full out were my options but im doing research on different indigenous peoples in the midwest/western US i could potentially place brook specifically into, at least.
as far as the actual protesting goes, feather and storm were already pretty vocally anti-war before going west (hence why they're helping bramble dodge the draft in the first place). its just they're small town folk and their experience in such wide-scale protest groups is very minimal, especially with crow, bramble, and squirrel added to the mix. tawny was a uni student at a pretty decently sized college so its not unfamiliar to her, but it's not a scene she's participated in until recently. it's probably not the first protest the group has been part of, but its not enough to be prepared for the worst. depending on what i do with brook's family/origins she might be familiar with the city and the risks that come with protesting and other social revolutions, or another rural hitchhiker they picked up on the way, so either way i still gotta figure out what to do about her regardless of her heritage LOL
i dont have any plans right now to actually write wvery single detail out book-style so there is some wiggle room and things i can leave vague but its all still worth consideration and all that ^_^ i like covering my bases even if i dont share everything LOL thanks for the suggestion tho!! its a good one i think so i'll keep it in mind
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blackjackkent · 14 days
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Random little Durge moment I've been bouncing around in my head for a bit...
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Wyll pokes his head out of his tent curiously and can't immediately place the sound. Everything else around their current campsite is natural, gentle - the soft babble of a nearby mountain brook, the brush of wind through the trees. Incongruous, then, is this new sound - of a sharp, atonal twanging at irregular intervals.
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Rakha is seated at the edge of the cliff where the camp is placed. Her back is to him, but he can see the head and base of a lute sticking out on either sides of her body. Her head is bowed with an air of intense concentration.
Another sharp twang splits the air.
"Is that Alfira's?" Wyll asks gently, moving over to her side and looking out over the mountain vista below.
Rakha grunts noncommittally. She plucks at the lowest string and listens to its resonance, how it echoes back off the stone face opposite them.
"Have you been carrying that all this while?" He lowers himself to the ground next to her, crossing his legs.
Another grunt, a pause, and then, "Yes." Another pause. "It was the only thing I left intact."
He nods slowly and says nothing further, but listens as she slowly plucks out various notes on the instrument. There's no structure to it; she seems to be analyzing the way the notes shift based on where she places her fingers, but it's certainly not melodic in any fashion.
"Do you know how?" she asks him abruptly, after several minutes of this have gone by.
"I did, once," Wyll says with a slight smile. "My father saw to it all the courtly skills were in good showing - dueling, dancing, music. I never did get much of a knack for it, though. And after seven years, I doubt much has stuck around." He tilts his head. "Do you... want to learn?" he asks cautiously.
She shrugs, twangs out another note. "I did not want to kill her, Wyll," she says.
The hairpin turn of the conversation makes him blink. "So you've said."
"No, I--" She pauses, makes a noise of frustration. "All the others, there was something of me. Some... anger, or fear. Even the squirrel in the grove. I was awake, at least."
"But not Alfira."
"Alfira... my body killed her while I slept." Some complicated emotion works across her face. "I find... the more I travel, the more you teach me... the more it troubles me."
He feels a little flicker of warmth despite the brutality of the subject matter. For everything that she struggles with - and there's a lot of it - she listens to him, she internalizes everything he says, rather as he listened to his father and stored away each bit of wisdom as it trickled down to him. There is a trust in that - in both directions.
"And that's why you're playing her lute?" he asks slowly.
Rakha runs her fingers high up on the fretboard, pulls the highest string and listens to it squeak. "It doesn't bring her back," she says to herself.
Not quite an answer, but close enough. "When we get to the city... there are people who can teach you." He smiles slightly again. "Perhaps I'll pick it up again myself."
A long, long pause. She strums her fingers along the lute from top to bottom, playing out a sharply dissonant chord that makes his teeth ache. "Perhaps."
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