#char: LUC A

[eternal-moss]

When people continually whitewash my favourite characters.

[ID: A black and white, rough digital drawing of someone sitting at a desk and clutching their head in their hands. End ID.]

^thank you @describe-things

#This is mainly about Noé Archiviste. But also I will not forget what some people did to Simon Petrikov either when I was watching f&c #I’m so desperate for drawings of them. But for the love of God，is it that difficult? Somehow every other hexadecimal of their #Character design is exactly on model other than their skin. Just. . #OH YEAH I FORGOT KAEYA. FFS. Somehow it’s always the K**luc-ers that always do it. Which makes sense because they disregard his entire char #And with the new influx of atla fans people have been whitewashing Katara too! And I mean drawings of the original show too #probably delete later #And no one seems to have any problems with it? Especially if it’s sexualised art *talking more about Kaeya & Noé here. #People who whitewash the few (and when I say few I literally mean 5/82 playable characters) darker genshin characters. Actually fuck off #If I see ‘it’s just my art style’ or ‘it’s just the lighting’ *every other colour than the skin hasn’t been lightened in the slightest* #One more time-i’m going to explode #Oh and while I’m on this topic! Fuck Bochum for whitewashing literally the entire starlight express cast! Electra being the first ever #non binary character in musical theatre while also being played by black actors. And then Bochum happened. #When was the last time Pearl or Rusty had actors who weren’t white? Literally the last character who hasn’t been replaced is Momma/Poppa. #And being black is so integral to their character and music. You quite physically couldn’t #I really really hope the casting for the London performance this year is like the 1984 cast again. Please.

[nerice]

yelan's kit sounds rly fun im definitely pulling for her my wallet hates me

#on one hand i got amos bow while trying for mistsplitter which should work on her #on the other i need to give chars weapons that match them so ofc i wna try for her signature weapon. 😔🔫 #genshin blogging #im halfway 2 pity and have a good amt of gems saved up but notoriously terrible luck #if i get another d*luc im uninstalling

[simptasia]

char’s cat jean-luc preparing to ambush miles

#i have to put ''char's cat'' there for two reasons #1. to remind ppl of my cat oc that i have given charlotte #and 2. star trek also has a jean-luc and a miles fjhsjhfsd

[dengekiboys]

Looped - "Monday Circles"

#looped #looped animation #luc maxwell #theo merton jr #electric shock #charred #electrocution #western animation #canadian animation #electrocuted #electrocute

[zhongrin]

honey, can you.… commit a crime for me?

© zhongrin | 2024  ✼  no repost・translations・plagiarism of any kind・ai data mining. rebloggers get a free cup of tea ♡

✼ characters ┈ zhongli, childe, kaeya, diluc, al haitham, tighnari, wriothesley, neuvillette

✼ tags ┈ gn!reader, crack, fluff

✼ a/n ┈ what even are these hsdlkfjlskjdf kinda wanna create a yandere version of this /is bonked

ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ) ✼ ᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ)  ✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ)

zhongli immediately tries to find the core of the problem. “what is it that troubles you, dearest? perhaps we can find a more peaceful solution? violence is not always the answer. this, i know from all the 6000 years i’ve lived—” aaaand there he goes on his lecture. if your goal was to get him to give you a preaching of a lifetime, well, congratulations, you’ve done it. sit back and relax, brew some tea, maybe get some snacks, because you’ll be here for a while.

al haitham, surprisingly, actually humors you. only because he knows you were teasing him and this is his way of teasing you back, but you’ll probably end up staring at him in confusion because he looks dead serious while doing so. “what an interesting offer. i’ll have to ask you to submit a formal proposal through your special submission channel. make sure you have several backup plans in case of emergencies. have it on my desk by tomorrow afternoon, the latest.”

wriothesley straight up denies you with a roll of his eyes. he knows you’re joking, and honestly speaking he would stain his hands with blood for you, but as much as he loves you, he really didn’t want you to end up at the fortress while under a sentence. although theoretically he could pull some strings to make sure you spent your sentence peacefully if that scenario ever happened, the fact was that such records will follow you for the rest of your life, and he wants you to stay in the sunlight. “what did i always tell you? don’t break the law... but if you really want to, how about you try to steal my breath away with a kiss?”

neuvillette stops writing his reports immediately, eyes wide and mouth slightly open. “my dear, come sit, let us converse.” he holds your hand and proceeds to rope you into a heart-to-heart talk. are you being harassed by someone? are you being threatened? the cup of water rippled erratically as he waited for you to answer those particular questions. is there something he could do to help that wouldn’t make either of you getting dragged into a court trial? can he— …. yeah, someone save him, he totally thinks that you’re serious.

childe agrees immediately. is that even a question? “sure! who do you need me to kill?” he asks, with his signature wide boyish grin plastered onto his face and his hand twitching to reach for his hydro blade. look. it’s your ajax. your (man)childe. your tartaglia. i bet you liked his murderous tendencies anyway. are you even surprised?

kaeya makes it a point to gasp and looking like a maiden who caught the sight of two lovers rendezvousing in the garden. when he notices you not buying his act, however, he laughs and switches gear into a teasing smile, “oh? was me stealing your heart not enough?”

diluc stares at you blankly, one eyebrow raised, his voice monotonous — if you hadn’t known how to read his minuscule reactions, you would have missed the spark of mirth dancing in his eyes; a trace of the young ‘luc buried deep inside the scarred heart of a charred phoenix, “…. hmph. did kaeya put you up to this?”

tighnari hums nonchalantly and gives you a knowing smirk, his tail swishing mischievously behind him, “perfect. i do have a rare specimen i’d like to plant. i’m sure it’ll benefit well from the nutrients it’ll absorb from your victim. so, where did you put the body?”

✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ) ┈

@abyssmal-skies ! @hamdehlesmis ! @sunnshineflxwer ! @queen-belial ! @silentmoths

@dustofthedailylife ! @marina-and-the-memes ! @mixed-kester ! @lordbugs ! @anonymousficreader

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@frosts-intuition ! @florapocalypses ! @genshin-impacts-me ! @scarasmood ! @hellcatinnc

@beloved-brynn ! @malachitemischief101 ! @average-yandere-enjoyer

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #zhongli x reader #al haitham x reader #neuvillette x reader #wriothesley x reader #childe x reader #kaeya x reader #diluc x reader #tighnari x reader #zhongli #al haitham #wriothesley #neuvillette #childe #kaeya #diluc #tighnari #honey can you... #rin writes

[okiesoapie]

fireside chats

diluc x adventurer!reader

notes: gn! reader, budding relationship, mutual pining, wounded reader, softie Diluc i am feral for this man, fluff, sfw

The land around Dawn Winery was even more beautiful at night. The Windwheel Asters blew gently in the breeze, petals turning in the wind ever so slightly. You didn’t have time to appreciate the beauty of the environment however. The gash on your thigh felt deeper than it did earlier, making the trek to the estate almost unbearable.

And you were late too.

You and Diluc had made plans to have dinner at his home. It had all started when you teased him about being the worst cook after he had accidentally charred a steak while using his pyro. Diluc, being the competitive man that he is, insisted that he definitely was not and you should try his cooking some time.

The two of you blushed after Diluc said that. A fiery red dusted his cheeks and spread down his neck. You thought he would take his words back immediately. However, Diluc’s unfaltering (and embarrassed) gaze told you that he was serious.

Knocking on the large double doors to mansion (was it made of fir wood? cedar? birch?), you hoped to every archon that ever existed that “showing up wounded on their doorstep” wasn’t on the list of the Top 10 Ways to Ruin a First Date.

Not that you thought this was a date. Did you? Yes, you had been harboring a crush on the redhead ever since he came back to Mond. Yes, you had fallen in love with him as you spent more time together after you found out he was going after the Abyss Order.

Still, Diluc was a busy man. Nothing could or should come between him and his duties. Not even you and your silly, little crush that wouldn’t go away no matter how hard you tried.

Your thoughts were interrupted when the door swung open to reveal a disgruntled Diluc, who was clearly unimpressed by your tardiness. Before he could voice his unhappiness, his eyes widened at the state you were in. Your clothes were tattered, your hair slightly singed, and your body wounded.

You smiled weakly. “Sorry I’m late…?”

Diluc immediately picked you up in a bridal carry, rushed but as gentle as ever. He kicked the door closed behind him while you were still processing what he just did. Diluc’s arms were bare, unrestricted by his coat, and you could feel them press against your back while he cradled you.

“Just hold on to me.” Diluc mumbled, worried that if he spoke any louder, his panic would sleep through the cracks of his calm facade.

When you felt the soft couch cushions under you, a blush started creeping across your face. You hadn’t even realize Diluc had left until he returned with a first aid kit. His expression was soft as he knelt before you, gaze unfaltering once more. It felt like he was taking in every part of you. Like he was consuming you whole with just a look. The fireplace helped you hide your embarrassment, casting an orange glow on your features and hiding the redness of your cheeks.

“Stop squirming.” Diluc muttered, voice somehow gentle as he grazed the area around your wound. Pain shot up your leg and you grabbed his shoulders for support. “How did this even happen?”

“Took a commission to retrieve a stolen cart. Turns out a group of treasure hoarders are much less cooperative than I thought they’d be.” You said before whimpering in discomfort. “One of their knives got me, but I’m fine everywhere else.”

Your grip on his shoulders made your fingertips turn white, but Diluc didn’t complain at all. The silence at the moment wasn’t the usual comfortable atmosphere that you both shared. It was tense. Awkward.

“I’m so sorry for being late, Luc, I really am. I tried to come here as fast as I could.” Despite the stinging ache from Diluc wrapping up your wound, you still uttered apologies and explanations. “I was so excited for tonight, I didn’t mean to be so late. I know how busy you are.”

After a few beats, Diluc spoke.

“Stupid.”

You stumbled over your words. The grip you had on his shoulders faltered as you stared at him in shock. There was no trace of anger or even contempt in his expression. His lips were slack and his face was cold, but his eyes held something you couldn’t quite place.

“You’re stupid for thinking that I would rather see you hurt than wait for you.” Diluc said, leaning closer to look at you again.

“I hate seeing you hurt.”

“Why?”

“You know why.” Diluc came even closer, the firelight behind him enhancing his silhouette. Like a spotlight, it called all your attention to the man in front of you. Your eyes drifted to his fiery red hair, the slope of his nose, the curve of his brow, then finally resting your gaze on his lips.

Diluc was always one step ahead of you. He pressed his lips against yours, ever so gently. You kissed him back, feeling his warmth and the depth of his unspoken feelings. Diluc cupped your cheeks as if you were fragile, pouring every feeling he had never said out loud against your Cupid’s bow. He kissed you over and over and over, so you kissed him back just as many times.

The fire was beginning to flicker, and the food on the table grew cold, but none of that mattered to either of you. Since Diluc, being the fiery and soft-hearted man that he is, was enough to keep the both of you warm.

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a/n: I’ll probably do MAJOR edits later. I have a few papers to finish but I prioritized this first lol.

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #diluc x reader #diluc fluff #diluc ragnvindr #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc angst #genshin x you #diluc x you #gi diluc #diluc x y/n #diluc oneshot

[hiemaldesirae]

Itsa me, Arrax! More Lucifer/Vox bestie AU

"NOOO!" Cried Angel as he landed on boardwalk, before he looked at Husk eyes wide. "Husky, can I borrow 500? Please?"

Vox chuckled, drinking deeply from his solo cup filled with Heaven's best wine. (Lucifer had switched both of theirs out to something stronger then the punch Charlie was serving, thank satan.) "I can take payment in your Voxtech holiday bonus that going out next week, instead Angel." He murmured, grinning happily.

"No! I lost last year's bonus to the company's charades game, I'm not losing it again. Please Husky..."

"Angel, we're in the same position, as we're partners. We have no money. Just go for bankruptcy, it's just a game." Husk replied, drinking from his bottle of vodka once he made sure Charlie wasn't looking.

"Husk's right, Angel. It is just a game, and Vox won't take you bonus, right dad?" Charlie asked, shooting her father a look.

"Oh? Yeah, he won't. I mean as long as Angel didn't put it up or anything. A deal's a deal, Char-bear. You can't break those, no matter what." Lucifer said, grinning drunkenly as he took another sip from his solo cup. "It'd destroy the foundations of Hell."

Angel gave a whimper, and nodded. "Okay. I declare bankruptcy. I'm done. I guess it's just Smiles, Niffty, Vox, Lucifer, Charlie, and Vaggie, left. Good luck."

Vox: "Luc and I don't need Luc, we have skill." He murmured, grinning happily at Alastor, eyes warm.

"Skill, my dear Picture box? I think it's just luck that's gotten you this far. But we'll see."

_______

"Charlie, it's nearly six am, Alastor and Vox are still playing and I think Vox is drunk....and your dad is passed out." Vaggie muttered, as she gently placed Niffty on a couch, laying a blanket on her. "I think you should end game night. It's tomorrow."

"Yeah....Vox looks close to crashing." Charlie murmurs, hurrying over and clapping her hands. "Okay guys! It's bedtime. I'll get my dad to his room, but umm..Alastor can you get Vox too a guest room or somewhere comfortable? Dad said that he has a tail he keeps curled up soo.."

Alastor grinned, ears twitching as he stood up, lifting a semi-conscious Vox up bridal style. "Of course my dear! I'll take care of the dear picture box." *he murmured, disappearing into Shadows with Vox.*

HI ARRAX THANKS FOR THE FOOD AGAIN !!!!!! YEAHHHH LUCIFER/VOX BESTIE AU IS THE SHIT LETS GOOOO

oh this is soooo precious.... oh my god theyre playing board games together!!!! the babies... do you think they would play stuff like twister too lmao and niffty would do the spinning so in the end it ends up with a mess of tangled limbs and alastor trapping vox to the floor in a very... compromising position that has people (coughs. Angel and Cherri) screaming at them to fuck already

wheres he taking vox btw. is he kidnapping the tv..... tvnapping. he's tvnapping him

#ran rambles #hazbin hotel #radiostatic #lucifer/vox bestie au

[dodgermd]

I just need to write this down somewhere so it leaves my head and maybe, well maybe one of ye younge’ writers will see this and let it be known, we all write some real cringe shit at some point. Embrace it, nurture it, love it - it’s the cringe shit that will one day be most dearest to you and make you grande.

Why do I say that? Do you have an example, Dodge? Ohboi, I have. With my Star Trek nostalgia (tm) going on I remembered by cringe lil’ AU that I created as a formidable teen child of like 11 to 13 or something and honestly, you people here are probably the only ones knowing the value of cringe enough to share it with.

So, when I was a kid, I created a lil’ AU thingie to TNG that was basically all their kids. XD It was very cringe, but I loved it and drew tons of stuff and wrote tons of stuff with these chars. Some solo adventures, some meeting canon chars. So, who were these people? Oh, ou gonna love it!

There was René Picard, the son of Jean-Luc and Beverly Crusher, then there was Kaz (commonly known as Kazzy) Riker, daughter of Will and Deanna Troi and then there was my peak fan-char android Layout, one of the two spare androids Soong had created before Lore and Data and then there was a borg lady who was Third, I think. Because she was third of a bad batch to be disposed of, before Layout found her and then there was a klingon Doctor, but I forgot her name, she was Worf’s grandchild or something and I believe a few more crew members, but I can’t remember them. ANYWAY. These people had adventures in space and I know that René in the “pilot” pulled a Kirk and messed up bad and got a ship almost distroyed believing he killed everyone, because he got lost in space and didn’t know they had been saved. There he was found my Layout and Third and he hid away for like a few years like the biggest Shakespeare nonesense going on there, when he ran into Kazzy and then there was a huge thing going on about Starfleet being in danger and he again pulled a Kirk and they saved everyone and René leaned he hadn’t killed everybody and he returned and for reasons Third and Layout totally joined Starfleet too and yas, adventures galore.  

So, yas. Marvel at my baby-brainchildren. I really need to check out at my parents place if maybe there are still some drawings existing or even writing on their old hardrive. XD

#embrace the cringe #i am very cringe #cringe #cringelove #cringe fancharacters galore #star trek #Star Trek TNG #star trek the next generation #star trek au #fan au #picard #data tng #worf #crusher #picard x crusher #riker #troi

[red-black-aesthetic-bout]

Preliminary winners

the contestants moving onto the final bracket are in bold

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch vs. Wade Wilson/Deadpool (Marvel comics)

Tatsuya Suoh vs. Ulala Serizawa’s head (Persona 2)

Zealot Carmainerose vs. Blood Blade Karin, Martial Artist Ken, and Sol Badguy (Epic 7)

Maka Albarn vs. Soul Evans (Soul Eater)

Wei Wuxian vs. Wen Ning and Wen Qing (The Untamed/MDZS)

Shadow the Hedgehog vs. Dr. Robotnik/Eggman and E-123 Omega (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Silver vs. Serena and Tam Rocket (Pokemon franchise)

Sailor Mars vs. Tuxedo Mask (Sailor Moon)

Redcloak vs. Tarquin (Order of the Stick)

Quattro Bajeena vs. Char Aznable (Mobile Suit Gundam Franchise)

Pucca vs. Garu (Pucca)

Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Ladybug vs. Tikki (Miraculous Ladybug)

Miles Morales vs. Miguel O'Hara (Marvel's Spiderman)

Marian Hawke vs. Garrett Hawke (Dragon Age 2)

Celestia Ludenburg vs. Junko Enoshima and Maki Harukawa

Zuko vs. Mai (ATLA)

Litten vs. Groudon, Zorua, Darkrai, Incineroar, Oricorio (baile style), Scolipede, Shiny Charizard, and Weavile (Pokemon)

Flick vs. Cherry (Animal Crossing)

Joker vs. Kasumi Yoshizawa (Persona 5)

Michael Burnham vs. Jean-Luc Picard and Q (Star Trek Franchise)

Edelgard von Hresvelg vs. Black Knight/Zelgius and Diamant (Fire Emblem)

Claire Stanfield/Felix Walken vs. Nice Holystone (Baccano!)

Mapo Tofu vs. Boston Lobster and Dragon & Phoenix (Food Fantasy)

Detective Turret vs. Aperture Science Bomb (Portal 2)

Beidou vs. Diluc (Genshin Impact)

Crowley vs. Beelzebub (Good Omens)

Ruby Rose vs. Adam Taurus (RWBY)

Vincent Valentine vs. Tifa Lockheart (Final Fantasy)

Harley Quinn vs. Kate Kane/Batwoman and Tim Drake/Red Robin/Robin

thank you all for voting! the main bracket will hopefully be up next week!

#winners

[thedragonagelesbian]

I need to make a revised d&d character sheet for divine!adelaide (city cleric + divine soul sorcerer) and a luc d&d sheet (?????????? I have a lot of different routes i think it could go but its hard to map da's magic system onto d&d........... probably at least a two level necro wizard dip with a char caster base but.......................)

#adelaide posting #luc posting #actually theres a ua druid subclass that could be fun to retool for him...... #twilight druid my beloved.....

[queersrus]

Fire Emblem theme

a name list from fire emblem Three Houses specifically! including dlc characters.

made for a friend!

ash, ashe, ashen an, ann, anna, annette, al, alo, aloi, alois, ael, aelf, aelfri, aelfric, aby, abys, abyss, abysskeep, abysskeeper, ar, aru, arun, arund, arunde, arundel, ad, adra, adras, adrast, adrasti, adrastia, adrastian, ach, ache, acher, achero, acheron, ans, anse, ansel, anselm, anselma, aub, aubi, aubin,

by, byl, byle, byleth, ber, bern, berna, bernad, bernadette, bernadetta, bal, balthus, blake, black, bar, baro, baron, be, bee, bea, beast, bi, bia, bias, berna, bernha, bernhard, bly, blyd, blydd, blyde, blyddyd, blai, blaid, blaide, blade, blaidd, blaidde, blaiddy, blaiddyd, bladed,

caspar, casper, cas, cass, clawd, claud, claude, cath, cathe, cather, catheri, catherin, catherine, cy, cyr, cyri, cyril, cyrill, con, cons, const, constan, constance, constanz, constanza, cor, corn, corne, cornel, corneli, cornelia, chi, chil, chilo, chilon, chav, chave, chavel, chaveli, chavelie, chavelier, chava, chaval, chavalie, chavalier, cheva, chev, cheval, chevali, chevalie, chevalier, char, charo, charon, chri, chris, christ, christo, christoph, chrisophe, christopho, christophon, christophone, cou, coun, count, claudi, claudie, claudia, ceth, cethl, cethle, cethlea, cethlean, cethleen, cethleann, ci, cic, cice, cich, cicho, cichol,

deer, dear, doro, dorothy, dorathy, dorothee, dorothea, dim, dimi, dimitry, dimitri, dedue, duk, duke, dom, domi, domin, domini, dominic, dominik, dominique, dea, dae, dee, death, daph, daphn, daphne, daphnel, der, deri, derik, derek, derick, derrick

eagle, edel, edelgard, em, emp, empo, empor, empe, emper, empero, emperor, er, erwi, erwin, ed, edd, edmun, edmund,

fer, ferd, ferdi, ferdinand, feli, felix, flay, flayn, fle, flech, fleche, fae, faer, faergh, faerghus, fla, flame, fo, fod, fodl, fodle, fodla, fodlan, fral, frald, fralda, fraldar, fraldari, fraldarius,

gil, gilbert, gate, gatekeep, gatekeeper, ger, gerth, gwen, gwend, gwenda, gwendal, gar, gare, gareg, garr, garre, garreg, gaj, gajas, gajus, gau, gaut, gauti, gautie, gautier, glau, glauc, glauce, glauces, glaucest, glaucester, glou, glouc, glouce, glouces, gloucest, gloucester, gon, gone, goner, goneril, greg, grego, gregoi, gregoir, gregoire, gun, guna, gunar, gunn, gunna, gunnar, glen, glenn, godfr, godre, godfre, godfrey,

hu, hubert, hi, hil, hild, hilde, hilda, han, hanne, hanneman, hapi, hol, hols, holst,

in, ingri, ingrid, igni, igna, ignat, ignite, ignatz, io, ion, ionu, ionus, ioni, ioniu, ionius, iri, iris, ind, inde, indech,

jer, jeri, jerit, jeritz, jeritza, jera, jeral, jeralt, jud, jude, judi, judo, judie, judy, judith,

kni, knigh, knight, ko, kos, kost, kosta, kostas, kro, kron, krony, kronya, klau, klaus, klause, ky, kyph, kyphe, kypho, kyphon, kyphone, klie. klei, kleim, kleima, kleiman,

lion, leon, liona, liono, leona, leono, leonie, lin, linhardt, lor, lore, loren, lorence, lorenz, lorenzo, lorenza, ly, lys, lysi, lysith, lysithe, lysithea lu, lud, ludwi, ludwig, lad, ladi, lady, ladis, ladisa, ladisal, ladisalv, ladisalve, ladisalva, ladisla, ladislav, ladislave, ladislava, lon, lona, lonat, lonato, lei. leic, leice, leices, leicest, leiceste, leicester, luc, luca, lam, lami, lamin, lamine, leo, leop, leopo, leopol, leopold, lyc, lyce, lyca, lycao, lycaon, lamb, lambe, lamber, lambert, loog,

mer, merc, merca, mercade, mercades, merce, mercede, mercedes, mar, mari, maria, marian, mariann, marianne, marianna, man, manu, manue, manuel, manuela, mon, moni, monic, monica, monika, monique, moniqua, met, meto, metody, metodey, mi, mik, mike, mika, mikla, miklan, my, mys, myso, myson, marc, marce, marcel, marcell, marcelle, marcela, marcella, mau, maur, mauri, maurice, marc, mark, marque, marqui, marquis, marquise, mat, matt, matth, math, matthi, matthia, matthias, may, maya, marg, margre, margra, margrav, margrave, mac, mack, mach, macu, macui, macuil,

nad, nade, nader, nem, neme, nemes, nemesi, nemesis, noa, noah,

och, oche, ochs, od, ode, odes, odess, odesse, os, oz, oswa, oswal, oswald, or, ord, orde, ordel, ordeli, ordelia,

petra, pal, pall, palla, pallad, pallar, pallard, pallardo, pit, pitt, pitta, pita, pittac, pittacu, pittacus, pan, pat, patr, patre, patri, patrice, patrici, patricia,

raph, raf, rapha, raphae, raphael, ran, rand, rando, randol, randolph, rod, rodr, rodre, rodri, rodrig, rodrigo, rodriga, rodrigue, rodriguez, rhe, rhea, rie, rieg, riega, riegan, ru, rufus, ro, row, rowe,

seiros, ser, seir, seiro, sy, syl, sylv, sylve, sylva, sylvai, sylvain, set, seto, setos, sete, seteth, sham, shami, shami, so, soth, sothi, sothis, solo, solos, solon, si, sim, simo, simon, simone, sit, sitr, sitre, sitri,

tom, tomas, thomas, thal, thala, thalas, thale, thales, ti, tia, tian, tiann, tianne, tiane, tiana, tianna tim, timo, timoth, timothy, timothee, timothie, timothea, timothia, timotheo, timotheos,

um, umb, umra, umbral,

ves, vest, vestr, vestre, vestra, vi, vis, visc, visco, viscou, viscoun, viscount,

wolf, wolfe, wolve, wil, wilh, wilhe, wilhel, wilhelm, wal, wald, walde, waldem, waldema, waldemar,

yu, yuri,

zol, zoltan,

list

#fire emblem names #fire emblem three houses #fe three houses #fe character names #character names #names from characters #name searching #names #name blog #name list #name finder #name help #name hoarder #listing names #list of names #baby names #nicknames #first names #middle names #fantasy names #old names #old english names #english names #slavic names #queersrus

[dragonmuse]

Hello! I love all your Aus of the Aus- currently I just finished I may be bad but I am perfectly good at it - I am devastated (in the best way). I would love to hear more about stepford wived Izzy if you feel up to it. I loved Oluwande’s description of Izzy and I felt like it made Luc and his dynamic so apparent.

ah yes excellent, the darkest timeline. *gently removes I know about popular hat with it's nice spangly bits and embroidered hearts, roughly jams on slightly charred around the edges beanie with knife embroidery* I am wedding it to @thetragicallynerdy's ask about Oluwande and Jim after Oluwande picks up a gun for the first time.

Enjoy!

#leda house and the kraken verse #au of the au #i may be bad but i'm perfectly good at it

[salsflore]

diluc for the ask game!

hi aprill!! i love your silly mlp pfp its become one of the things i associate w you lol anyways ty for the ask ☆

sexuality headcanon: demisexual

gender headcanon: i don’t know i never thought of it </3

a ship i have with said character: mikaluc & apriluc obvi. i don’t have any other chars in my mind they don’t exist 2 me

a brotp i have with said character: jeanluc — actually in general i really like seeing stuff abt jean + kae + luc's relationship like how they were like as young knights or the thought of jean comforting each one after that crazy ass incident ...

a notp i have with said character: other than the Obvious™️ probably diluven or lisaluc?????? why is that a thing

a random headcanon: has a picture of a certain someone hung up in the tavern... this isn’t hc its been confirmed by me, hyv ceo

general opinion over said character: other than the fact he’s CRAZY awful?? i think he’s okay. i wish his model was changed it looks sort of weird 2 me and the devs thought by fixing his hair (in the skin) itd change the model issue but no.. problem lies in his face..

#⠀new message received !⠀ #⠀noctua﹕04.07⠀ #WHERE IS MY APRIL TAG IM MGONANA

[where-theres-smoak-2]

Helaena’s Prophecies And Bugs

(SPOILERS FOR EP 6 AND 7) 

I’ve been thinking about Helaena potentially having some kind of prophetic power what with what she said about Aemond’s eye, so I looked back at some of the other things she was saying in those two scenes we see her in where she is talking cryptically while holding bugs to see if I can decipher some more prophecies she could be making. I have not read the book and I don’t know much about the events of the dance so these could be wildly off but this is my best shot at guessing what she might be predicting. 

We get two scenes where she is seemingly talking nonsense and in both she is holding an insect of some kind. I am going to focus on the scene from ep 6 first. I actually think the types of insect she is holding isn’t a coincidence and actually plays into the particular prophecy she is making so I think it is important to look at the symbolism of these tiny creatures to better understand what she is talking about.

 In this scene she appears to holding a millipede but she also has a box of other insects nearby which I think have significance too. But lets stick with the millipede for now. Millipedes in some cultures are said to be messengers from the spirit world. They were believed to be able to travel between the physical and spiritual worlds bringing messages to and from. This could be to show that Helaena is getting messages or warnings from some other spiritual realm/ supernatural force, a nod to the fact that she is a dreamer. In Celtic mythology millipedes had connections to death and the underworld. What is really interesting though is that they are also said to be a warning of an impeding attack and also of incoming and drastic change, they are also symbolic of self defence. In this scene when talking about Aemond having a dragon Helaena says ‘he’ll have to close an eye’ clearly foreseeing that Aemond would claim Vhagar but lose an eye in the next episode. But Aemond also loses that eye during an attack so maybe the millipede is foreshadowing this too. It could also represent the attack by Alicent towards Rhaenyra and her sons in the hall of nine with the Valyrian dagger. Or even how Rhaenyra makes the claim that her son’s were attacked and forced to defend themselves when they were called bastards. Each of these incidents played a part in raising the tension between the two sides and leading to the dance. 

But what about the other bugs Helaena has with her in this scene, what significance could they hold? I could be wrong but I actually think her case of bugs could represent the timeline that leads up to the dance, each compartment representing a different event or series of events. 

In the first compartment of her case she has some beetles, I am no expert but they look to be like they might be stag beetles. There are two black coloured beetles and then one green. In the incident where Aemond loses his eye it is Jace and Lucerys (two blacks) teaming together against Aemond (one green) with Jace throwing the sand in Aemond’s eyes blinding him and then Lucerys slashing him with the dagger which takes out his eye. Also the green beetle is in between the two black beetles, if you watch the scene where Aemond loses his eye he is in between Jace and Lucerys, Jace is on the floor in front of him and Luc is slightly behind him and off to the side. But Beetles also have alot of symbolism that I think is relevant here particularly the stag beetle. I think the most significant symbolism is that they are said to be a harbinger of war. In that scene in ep 7 in the hall of nine after the dagger attack for the first time we really see that the lines between the two sides have been drawn.       

In the second compartment there is another black beetle but I don’t think this one is a stag beetle. Again not an expert but having done some research I think this one might be a black fire beetle, these are beetles that are drawn to the aftermath of forest fires where they lay their eggs in charred tree remains. There is also either a brown butterfly or a moth next to it. Luckily both butterflies and moths have similar symbolism around them. If it is a brown butterfly it is interesting because in Celtic law it is illegal to kill a brown butterfly and it was believed that if you did then death and pain would fall over the land. Which makes me think a death will happen that will bring about the war bringing death and pain to all the land. 

Another possibility though is it might not be a brown butterfly but a moth, I actually think it might be a Black Witch Moth because of the white lines down the wings, which are a trait of the female Black Witch Moths, it is hard to know for certain because we don’t get close enough to see all the details that might help you identify it but it does look similar to me, here’s a reference image for comparison:

 If it is the Black Witch Moth then again it is interesting, you might have guessed from the name but it is said to be a bad omen and a messenger of death. It is said that if it flies into the home of someone who is sick then that person will soon die. 

I think its clear that there is going to be a fight for the throne when Viserys dies and so obviously I do think that this could be foreshadowing his death and how that leads to the conflict, he is already sick and this moth is in his home so that could be an omen for his death. There is one thing that makes me think that there is more to this though and maybe it isn’t just symbolic of the King’s death and that is the presence of the black beetle. Viserys doesn’t technically belong to either side, he’s not a green and he’s not a black. I think maybe there will be another death that escalates things and it will be one of the blacks that will die. I also think it won’t be an accident but that someone will kill them, maybe Larys seeing as he is also a guy all about bugs, flimsy I know but we do know that he is capable of killing and Alicent made that speech about how the day might come when she needs someone who is skilled but discreet, so maybe she will order the assassination of one of the blacks. Which member of the blacks it could be I don’t know but I really hope its not any of the children because they are all precious beans. I don’t know I just feel like whilst Viserys’ death will cause alot of tension it won’t be the point of no return, they’ll still be a chance the two sides could try to work it out, but I think then someone on the Blacks side will be killed by someone on the Green and that will be it, that will be when it gets very violent and bloody as each side keeps killing each other out of vengeance. Its the only explanation I can think of for why a black beetle would be in with a symbol of death. I don’t know if there is some significance to the moth/butterfly being a creature that can fly and the beetle potentially being a fire beetle, maybe it is just supposed to represent the dragons themselves. Or maybe a dragon fight, I feel like with it being called a dance of dragons there is going to be a few deaths by dragon fight in the series. 

Anyway moving on to the last compartment where we have a scorpion and then a green beetle and a black beetle. I think this section represents the Dance itself with the beetles obviously representing the two sides. The scorpion is interesting for a few reasons. Once again the scorpion is a symbol of death but it is also a symbol of destruction, nothing says dragon war better then death and destruction. But it also brings to mind the parable about the Scorpion who wanted to cross the river. He can’t swim so he asks another creature to carry him across, in some versions its a frog in others a fox. At first the frog/fox is hesitant because he says the scorpion will sting him to which the scorpion says he won’t because it will lead to his death too, this convinces them to carry the scorpion across. Only halfway across the river the Scorpion stings them, as they are dying they ask the scorpion why he stung them when it meant he would die too to which the scorpion replies that it was his nature. The moral here being that you cannot change the natural order of things or escape your true nature. I think this is the perfect parable for the dance. Several times we hear people talking about how Rhaenyra won’t be accepted as Queen because a male heir is the order of things. I think this scorpion doesn’t just represent the two sides and how they wreck havoc on each other but the realm and society as a whole, they are so against changing the order of things that they bring about their own destruction. The truth is that if everyone had just accepted Rhaenyra as their Queen the dance wouldn’t have happened. But I do also think it can be linked to the Targaryen’s themselves. Whether they are Greens or Blacks there are those with the blood of the dragon on both sides and as Viserys said they are restless and chaotic. They can’t escape their true nature and this chaos within them all I think does play a large role in how things escalate. 

So to sum it up the timeline goes, Aemond loses an eye in a fight with Rhaenyra’s boys which leads to the incident with Alicent and the dagger which leads to the two sides being formed and those lines being drawn. Viserys dies and this brings more tension as both Rhaenyra and Aegon make a claim to the throne, things stay tense for a while as each side makes moves and sizes up their opposition. Then someone on the Blacks gets killed and all hell breaks loose with lots of fire and destruction and death, it becomes known as the dance of the dragons. 

Ok moving on from the bugs for now lets talk about what Helaena actually says in this scene. The first line she says is ‘this one has 60 rings, 2 legs on each, that’s 240.’ Now she really could just be talking about the anatomy of the millipede here and I could be looking for something that isn’t there but none the less I did try wracking my brain to see if this has any significance and I ended up focusing on the numbers. Well if you add 60 to 240 you get 300 which interestingly enough the Targaryen dynasty lasts around 300 years. What is also interesting is that it is roughly 300 years from when Aegon first conquers Westeros to when The Night King is killed in the Battle for Winterfell, Aegon becomes king in 1 AC and the second long night, which his prophecy was about, happens in 305 AC. As for the significance of the number 2 well Aegon arrives in Westeros in 2 BC having received the prophecy about the song of ice and fire, seeing as his conquest was triggered by this prophecy and he seemed to have a sense of urgency about it, it is possible that he also received that dream in 2 BC. So maybe here what Helaena is predicting is when the song of ice and fire will actually take place. Around 300 years after Aegon is sent it in a dream. 

The next cryptic line is ‘it has eyes but I don’t believe it can see.’ Here I think she may be talking about Viserys and how he contributes to the dance coming about. It has been shown how Viserys has a habit of turning a blind eye to problems that arise. He ignores the issue in the step stones, he ignores the rumours about Rhaenyra’s sons, he ignores the fact that tension is building between the two sides of the family. On several occasions you have other characters pretty much begging him to see the truth but he stubbornly keeps his head buried in the sand. There is a good argument to be made that his lack of action contributed to the dance. Another possible interpretation though could be linked to another theory that I had. Viserys’ own dream about his heir wearing Aegon’s crown and sitting the throne, I believe this dream was prophesising the dance and that it was actually a warning. Maybe here Helaena is being sent another warning saying that Viserys has misinterpreted that prophecy and failed to see that they were warning him as he instead, at first believes he was meant to stick his male heir on the throne and then later just ignores the prophecy altogether. Also when Alicent questions Helaena, right after she says that line, on why she thinks that is, Helaena replies ‘it’s beyond our understanding’. Maybe this is her saying that it was beyond Viserys’ understanding, that despite the fact that he was a dreamer/had eyes he failed to understand and then eventually ignored it/couldn’t see. 

The next line is ‘the last ring has no legs at all.’ She says this line right after Aemond says ‘they said they found a dragon for me.’ This makes me wonder if this line is about the dragons or more specifically their extinction. Maybe she is referring to how the last Targaryens to sit on the throne no longer had dragons, whilst I don’t know much about the Dance itself I think I am correct in saying that it is attributed to causing the dragons to die out. Possible slight spoiler for post the dance here but it is only 22 years after the dance that the last dragon dies. She laid a clutch of five eggs but they never hatch. The last line she says is about Aemond having to close an eye if he wants a dragon which I am not going to go into as it is fairly obvious what that one is prophesising now, he got Vhagar but it lead to him losing an eye. 

Ok so what about what she talks about in ep 7 whilst playing with the spider? If you have read my ep 7 review then alot of this next part is going to be familiar as I have just pretty much copy and pasted what I said there. But there are some parts I will be elaborating on now that I have had more time to think it all over. 

During that scene she says:

Hand turns loom, spool of green, spool of black. Dragons of flesh, weaving dragons of thread.

Needless to say this is pretty cryptic as most prophesies are. But obviously the spool of green and spool of black represents the two sides, the greens and the blacks. I think the dragons of flesh is talking about the dragon riders and the targaryens seeing as they often refer to themselves as having the blood of the dragon. Hand turns loom makes me think of somebody being in control, this is clearly a metaphor of the act of weaving. Weaving and threads also makes me think of tapestries. A tapestry is made up of lots of interwoven threads that all together make up the bigger picture. Each thread plays its part and I think this is symbolic of how each of the players in the story is a thread and as they interact and make moves against or for each other they are forming this metaphorical tapestry that is the dance. Oh this metaphorical tapestry could represent the family itself and the ties that bind them together. However all it takes is for one loose thread to be pulled and the entire thing falls apart. Pull the right thread and maybe you can avoid a disaster, pull the wrong one and it could lead to destruction.  

The fact that Helaena is handling a spider in this scene is also interesting because of the connection it has to greek mythology which I think can tell us a little more about the potential prophecy. In greek mythology there is a character called Arachne who was a weaver, she made the claim to anyone who would listen that she was the best weaver in the world better even than the gods. Athena who was the goddess of, amongst other things, crafts such as weaving punished Arachne for her hubris by turning her into a spider, obviously a spider is closely related to weaving, as they weave their webs. I think this is trying to say that just as Arachne’s downfall was her hubris so too will the Targaryens’ be due to their hubris. Also spiders can be symbolic of deceit, weaving a web of rumours, gossip and lies. It can use its web to trap its prey which really does remind me of what has been going on in the last two episodes with this web of rumours and lies being weaved from both sides and how each are trying to trap the other.

Another connection to greek mythology here is that of the three fates. The connections to them can be found throughout the episode. In the scene of Laena’s funeral for example you can see three shrouded women standing together which really brings to mind that imagery of the three fates: 

It is also worth noting that the three fates whilst being gifted with prophetic sight only had one eye to share between the three of them. Kind of like how Aemond has only one eye now. But I think there is a connection to Helaena’s line about ‘weaving dragons of thread’. The three fates were closely connected to this idea of weaving fates. Each of them had a role to play, Clotho was known as the spinner, when a child was in the womb she was the one that would spin their thread, Lachesis was known as the allotter and it was her job to measure the thread of each persons life, determining how long their life would be and finally there was Atropos, the inflexible, who would cut the thread ending the person’s life, she very much represented the death of the person. I think when you look at the symbolism of the fates in this episode with the whole line ‘dragons of flesh weaving dragons of thread’ I think it is saying that the actions of those involved, the dragons of flesh, are sealing everyone’s fates, as we speak their threads are being measured and cut. 

Going back to the line ‘hand turns loom’ I am also wondering if this is a bit more literal and its talking about the Hand of the King and how he is manipulating and pulling threads for his own advantage. There is no denying that Otto’s interference has played a big part in creating the tension between the two sides. Obviously I don’t think he is solely responsible but that he most certainly made an impact. From sending Alicent to the King’s chambers hoping he would marry her to putting that seed in Alicent’s mind that Rhaenyra is a danger to her children. You could even go back further and say that his desire to get rid of Daemon by having him replaced by Rhaenyra as heir was a trigger for a lot of the events that followed.

So that’s everything I can think of so far. I am very curious to see how its all going to play out and if I am right about any of this. I also wonder if we’ll get anymore of these bizarre speeches that are potential prophecies and whether they’ll have an association with some kind of bug as well. 

#hotd #hotd theories #house of the dragon #helaena targaryen #the blacks #the greens

[buppypuppy]

jean-luc picard is kind of just like char aznable

#God Damn The Sun #not true in the slightest

[brainfuzzz]

Old Truths Ch. 3 "Simpler Times"

Yep, another Crocodile learns that he's Luffy's mother fic because why not? Also, I'm making him the Snake Princess before Hancock because I'm already in Crocomom hell so why not pile on more to it, right? Expect a reunion with Dragon as Crocodile goes on a journey for the truth and eventually finds peace.

            Sailing from Amazon Lily through the Calm Belt to the Grand Line went by in a blur. Crocodile made good use of the attacking sea kings as a way to relieve the pent up anger still burning after hearing the truth of his past. It didn’t extinguish the flames, but it helped. By the time they did make it to the Grand Line, both he and Daz came to the same conclusion that they need to restock on provisions. And after one particularly messy incident involving a sea king and Crocodile nearly losing the last bit of sanity he has left; they were both in dire need of a shower. When a pirate ship comes into view, Crocodile tilts his head—feeling naked after smoking the last of his cigars—considering the vessel.

            “You think we can manage a ship of that size?” Crocodile asks Daz when he joins him in watching the ship approach.

            Daz gives a smile and says, “What do you think?”

            When the pirate ship finally manages to reach them, Crocodile and Daz politely listens to the captain’s longwinded monologue. He spouts nonsense such as how they are going to steal all the gold on their ship and possibly something about how great he is. Honestly, Crocodile tuned out after the first few words. When it is no longer entertaining, Crocodile and Daz exchange a look and board the pirate ship.

            “I believe we broke some form of record for commandeering a ship.” Crocodile says when most of the crew have been shoved onto the ship he and Daz had been sailing.

            “Weaklings like these have no business being on the Grand Line.” Daz shoves the last crewmember onto the smaller ship below, leaving only the captain left. The once proud and overzealous pirate is now tied up and quite literally shaking in his boots.

            “Please don’t hurt me!” he’s begging now. It somehow both amuses and annoys Crocodile. “I didn’t know you were Croc—”

            Crocodile kicks his chest, sending him falling below. He misses the ship, landing in the water. Crocodile shrugs, “Oops.”

            One of the crewmembers helps their captain onto their new vessel that somehow looks even smaller now that it has an entire crew crammed on its deck. They stare up at the former Warlord, waiting for some form of speech. Crocodile opens his mouth to hurl an insult or possibly something about fate not being on their side until ultimately realizing that he really doesn’t care. He ends up grumbling something with the shake of his head and turns away. Daz nods and helps him point the ship in another direction, leaving the crew of pirates speechless.

            Thankfully the ship has a functioning shower, so they take turns bathing. When they’re done, they search the ship for a change of clothes only to discover their shoulders are far too broad to fit into any of the old crew’s shirts. The few pair of pants that they do manage to fit into have holes or clearly haven’t been washed in the current decade. In the end they wind up tying towels around their waists and washing the clothes that had been wearing and decide to sunbath as their clothes dry. Daz gives a chuckle.

            “You laughing at me Daz?” Crocodile asks as he leans back in his char.

            “Never thought I’d see the day when Mr. 0 does laundry.” He eases down into the chair next to him.

            “I’m not a savage unlike the louts we stole this ship from.” He tilts his head towards the rays of the sun. “You find anything to eat?”

            Daz makes a disapproving noise and says, “Not unless you want food poisoning for the next week.”

            “Outstanding.” Crocodile relaxes deeper into his chair content to sunbath until their clothes are dry. Luckily no one came by to see the infamous Crocodile and Mr. 1 lounging naked on the deck of the ship. Though it would have made for an interesting headline in the paper. Once dressed, Crocodile scours the ship once more until he finds a sizable sum of gold and berries along with an impressive inventory of booze and wine. He and Daz open a bottle of whiskey and sip their drinks as he steers the ship towards their new objective.

            “You’re pointing us towards the Calm Belt. Again.” Daz frowns at the approaching sea.

            “We need to get to the East Blue, and this is far faster then traveling back up the Grand Line.” Crocodile explains. Clearly annoyed but staying true to his word, Daz doesn’t question it and prepares himself for another exhausting battle with sea kings. The sail on this ship is much larger than their other one and requires a much larger sandstorm to keep it moving. Keeping the ship moving had been challenging before but now it’s damn near impossible. Still, he and Daz stick it out and fight off every beast that comes their way.

            By the time they make it out of the Calm Belt, they’re drenched in sweat but have managed to avoid getting covered in sea king guts. Crocodile wipes the beads of sweat from his brow and enjoys a nice cool breeze.

            “Go shower and rest. I’ve got it from here.” He says when Daz has finished unfurling the sail. He nods a ‘thank you’ and heads inside. Crocodile rolls his shoulders trying to work the tightness out of his back. It doesn’t work so he decides to pour himself a sizable glass of whiskey. The sun is setting, giving the sky a nice warm hue of orange. He sips his drink while staring at the horizon.

Dragon have better not been lying back then, he thinks to himself. Back when they first met while deep in a drunken rant he had mentioned coming from a town with windmills from the East Blue. This was before he was a wanted revolutionary. Crocodile still can’t help but smile at the memory.

Back then, he had made his way into a bar to get away from the celebrating crowd filling the streets of Loguetown. The whole world seemed to be celebrating the death of Gol D. Roger and it was beginning to give him a headache. He found an empty barstool and claimed it for himself. He didn’t know how to feel that night. Roger was a legend and one all rookies looked up to. Now he’s gone but his words and legacy will live on forever. Not wanting to get emotional about it, he had ordered a series of shots to drown his thoughts. Some time after his fifth shot he noticed someone sitting across the bar staring at him. The man had been drowning his own sorrows with liquor. Their eyes had met. Crocodile had lifted his shot glass and downed it without breaking eye contact. In turn, this made the man do the same. Before they knew it, they somehow issued a competition to see who could take the most shots. Eventually they were both piss drunk and could barely hold their heads up from hitting the bar counter.

The man eventually stumbled off his barstool and staggered over to where Crocodile had been sitting. He draped an arm around his shoulders and said, “For a lady you can really hold your liquor!”

Crocodile had shoved him away and without thinking drunkenly blurted, “Don’t call me Lady! You may only address me as Sir!”

The man raised his hands in defense, “Fine, Sir it is.”

He took the seat next to Crocodile and ordered their next round. An eruption of cheering and laughter came from outside. The man cursed and took an angry swig of his drink.

“Listen to them,” he had frowned, “they don’t even know what they’re celebrating. Gold Roger was the freest man in the world and now he’s gone.”

Crocodile poured himself another shot, spilling some on the counter. “Well, he was a pirate. What did you expect?”

“Yeah, king of the pirates.” The man shook his head and took another drink. “Everyone should have the right to live as free as he did. In this world the government rules by oppressing the people they deem unimportant. Even in my town they make it clear who is favored above others.”

“Is that so? And where might that be?” Crocodile grumbled into his drink not really caring.

“I come from the East Blue from a town full of windmills.” The mention of his town had put him in an easier mood, but the fire sparked from his government talk was still there. He smacked the counter and loudly stated, “One day I’m going to change it though! One day everyone’s going to live free from an oppressive government and live the life they want to live!”

A few people had booed him for no other reason then him being loud. Someone tossed an empty beer bottle their way, nearly hitting them. Crocodile winced and growled, “Fine, change the world, just stop shouting!”

It was at that moment that he had lost balance on his stool and began to fall off. In a desperate attempt to grab hold of something to stop himself from falling, he had grabbed onto the man’s arm, bringing him down with him. They had both laid on the floor staring up at the ceiling moaning.

“That’s it! You two are cut off!” the barkeep had shouted. Crocodile and the man had managed to get to their feet, both grumbling curses but paid their tab and exited the building. The noise was 10 times louder outside making them both cringe. Crocodile paid for a few beers at a stall before they snuck off to an alley far enough away that it muffled the surrounding chaos. He had been annoyed when the man continued to follow him but eventually gave in and sat against a building nursing a beer. They sat so close that their shoulders touched despite there being ample space.

“I am gonna do it though,” the man had said after they had settled. Crocodile had turned to stare at him, and the man did the same. Their faces only inches apart. “I’m going to change the world someday.”

Their eyes locked. Crocodile slowly raised a hand and poked at the man’s forehead, “You know you don’t have any eyebrows? It’s really starting to piss me off.”

The man slapped a hand over his forehead blushing, “I’m over here talking about changing the world and you’re more concerned about my eyebrows?”

“Well, the lack thereof.” Crocodile shrugged before they had both burst out into laughter.

When their laughs faded, the man nudged him, “So, what dreams and ambitions do you have?”  

Crocodile had lifted his head to stare up at the night sky. Fireworks were going off, illuminating the sky with different hues of purple and blue. He took another sip of his drink, “Well, the spot for a Pirate King just opened up. Maybe I’ll shoot for that.”  

That’s when the man gave Crocodile a wide idiotic grin for the first time and said, “That’s great, as long as you live the life you want.”

Crocodile had turned away. The night had dragged on with them having conversations Crocodile would later forget. Eventually it came time for them to part ways. They had stood and faced each other.

The man had stretched his arm out and said, “My names Monkey D. Dragon. The next time you see me, I’ll be bringing forth a new age!”

Crocodile had stared at him, taking in his features, his determined eyes and stupid grin. Finally, he turned away and said, “Yeah, whatever.”

Now, Crocodile looks back on that night fondly. Neither of them ever expected that their paths would cross again, but it did. Several times in fact. He stares down into his drink, swirling the dark liquid with a smile. Before he knew it the sun had set with the only light coming from a full moon and a sky full of stars. He stares up at them. He had forgotten how much he enjoyed the night sky. The sound of Daz walking out of the captain’s quarters brings him back to his senses.

“I’ve got it from here if you want to rest.” Daz says.

Crocodile shakes his head, “Let’s drop anchor. We’ll find our way in the morning.”

Daz leaves him on the deck once more. He leans on the ship’s railing, staring up at the stars, and sipping his drink while thinking of simpler times.  

#sir crocodile #crocodile one piece #daz bones #monkey d dragon #dragon #one piece #gol d. roger #gold roger #one piece fanfiction #old truths #old truths ch. 3 #Simpler Times