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mediicusvitae · 3 years
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“Why would anybody want to flirt with my brother? Gross.”
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ooc-someidioticurl · 3 years
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@sxlverswan
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heavenlyborne · 3 years
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Does Shalria (or Shakira, according to my autocorrect), establish a hierarchy for other humans, and even other species, or does she lump everyone together, nobles and commoners and merfolk, beneath the Dragons?
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// Answered under the cut! (Also I had a good chuckle over your autocorrect, now I’m going to think of this song every time I have to spell her name)
Thank you very much for sending this in, Sparrow! You know, this is actually a really interesting question to think about since humans are generally thought of so lowly by most Celestial Dragons, that even one of their own referring to themselves as such is enough to absolutely infuriate them? There is so little regard for human life amongst their kind that whole countries can be taxed into poverty, allowing the population to suffer, starve and die just so long as the World Nobles can enjoy a little extra wealth. When it comes to Shalria and whether or not she has a hierachy for humans and other species, that would be a resounding yes! Pretty much everybody who doesn’t have celestial blood running through their veins is trash as far as she’s concerned, but humans are the most tolerated race with royalty coming first. They’re nowhere near as good as World Nobles but at least they try, and most seem to do a good job of running their silly little kingdoms and earning tribute for the World Government. Celestial Dragons were once mere royalty themselves before ascending to the Holy Land, so Shalria would at least deign to pretend to be polite if she ever happens to interact with one. When it comes to humans in general, she does tend to lump them all together. Nobles, commoners, peasants and pirates; they’re barely worth the filthy air they breathe and she could care less about any of them other than perhaps a few interesting or amusing individuals who might have gotten her attention. It’s the way she was brought up, with slavery being normalized and anybody unfortunate enough to become a slave is seen as less than human, more akin to some beast of burden or object to be used and discarded once they’re done. Overall she tends to think lowly of many humans regardless of skin colour or where they come from, paying more attention to things like wealth, mannerisms and status. The reason? She literally doesn’t consider herself to be human, actually believing herself to be a living god much like most other Celestial Dragons. Who cares where you come from or what you look like so long as you’re doing what you’re meant to? A good human is supposed to do as they’re told and that’s that. Underneath humans come other races. Longarms and Longlegs are human as far as she’s concerned, just uglier with freaky-looking arms and/or legs. Mink are considered to be animals but just as intelligent as humans, perhaps being respected a little more because they’re comfortably removed enough from humanity plus tend to be capable servants. They’re strong, fierce and can be wonderfully loyal much like her own father’s servant in Saladin who is a Rough Collie Dog Mink, having served the Rosward Family for nearly 40 years. Ranking below humans and the Mink Tribe are Fishfolk and Merfolk. To Shalria they are more disturbing being somewhere between human and animal, plus Fisher Tiger was responsible for the attack on the Holy Land of Mary Geoise when she was a young girl. She remembers that night all too well, how high the fires rose and threatened to overwhelm their household while countless slaves escaped into the night. It was close to the time her mother passed away and since then, Shalria tends to subconsciously associate their kind with negative experiences. Giants and Tontatta are considered interesting, with the former being thought of as exceptional servants due to their legendary size and strength while the little dwarfs are thought of as endearing but stupid due to being so easily ruled by the Ancient Donquixotes.
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medicus-mortem · 3 years
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@sxlverswan​ replied to your post
“It is funny, do you not agree, that there is another thing which provides all the adjectives you just listed yet actively avoid… Skin. Human touch.”
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   “Skin and fur feel nothing alike,” he points out, leaning forwards to lock eyes with Morgan. “And I certainly indulge in my fair share of skin on skin contact. You offerin’ to help me indulge a little more?”
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keirstory · 3 years
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Put a ✦ in my inbox for a fact about the mun
Put a ✦ in my inbox for a fact about the mun || @sxlverswan
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Did you know that when I made Jake as a character he was originally a straw hat pirate? He then evolved to being apart of the Heart Pirates but later down the line, I made him more independent. A wild rollercoaster with that one
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xamassed · 3 years
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A bouquet of white roses and edelweiss arrives for Sanji.
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— @sxlverswan
Sanji didn’t expect that, in the middle of the day, someone would approach their ship with two large, bouquets in their arms. They had been rightfully skittish, knowing they were approaching a marked pirate ship, but Sanji was quick to accept the gifts and send them away before they collapsed out of fear.
His surprise doubled when he noted the little tags dangling from the paper wrapped around the flowers. One for him, and one for another of their crew. Sadly, the sender was a mystery. Although, whoever it was clearly held a level of class and thoughtfulness that few he knew possessed.
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“Beautiful.” Sanji set one bundle aside and held the one for him near, nose nuzzling at the fragrant petals of a rose. He was familiar with all manner of roses, as they were his favorite, but it was the small, star-shaped and wooly flowers that intrigued him most. They were so small and so soft that he found himself running his fingers over those petals the most now that he knew they were there. “Never seen flowers like this before. They’re so cute!”
He knew that flowers had a language of their own, but he knew very little about it. Their meaning would remain unknown for now, but the intent behind it felt pure enough.
“I’ll take good care of these, I promise.” Even if the sender couldn’t hear him, he hoped they knew that he was grateful.
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Active Protector Starters - @sxlverswan​
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“That escalated so... quick.” Sweat was rolling down his face as he leaned against the wall, sitting on a barrel, swallowing in air - letting her look over his injuries. It had been... well, a long time since he had last gotten into a fight like that. He didn’t think people knew who he was. He had been wearing a bandana around his head, hiding his hair. There wasn’t much he could do about the scars or missing arm, but he thought no one knew him. All he had wanted was a quiet walk. But guess others had a different idea.
“Those sons of bitches ambushed me. How many guys were there, ten? Twenty?” He winced, grabbing his side, “They got me a couple times I think,” he looked down at his hand - yeah, bleeding. That was blood. It’d been a while since he had gotten hit like that, “Glad you showed up. Might have been a goner otherwise.” Sure, he probably would have gotten out of it by himself but having someone else didn’t hurt. 
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maidgrenade · 3 years
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🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret
Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets (Still Accepting)
Dellinger was actually the one who taught her how to put on eyeliner, even pointing out that she could turn her finger into a knife to help keep her lines straight. It took some practice (and more than a few accidental cuts to the face) but she now can do it perfectly. However, she does still use the knife technique simply because of how convenient it is for her.
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iinfortunii · 3 years
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He had walked into the event with a simple plan at hand; he, a beriless man with need for resources, was to enter the gathering posing as a waiter, cooper haired with an unnatural drive to serve, waiting for the perfect opportunity to discard the act and blend in with the aristocracy, seeing and hoping for someone to be distracted enough for his hands to steal whatever he could find. Certainly a rushed, risky plan, but this occasion posed a chance he couldn’t waste, for such place was a goldmine in his eyes, so to leave without having robbed anyone would be a mistake only a fool made.
     It was quite laughable how easily he got in without much trouble, since the place was seemingly understaffed, soon finding out why —how unpleasant it was to be looked at with disgust, to be demanded with a snap of well-kept fingers. It was clear why the staff would rather choose to be absent than tolerate such horrible treatment. He felt the humilliation creep on his body like venom, uncomfortably prickling at his skin; would he too, be just like them had he never left his birthplace? His throat grew dry at the thought of it, swallowing hard before he rushed away.
     Upon entering a bathroom that was far enough to be ignored, his first action was to wash the copper color off his hair, letting it return to its natural pale blue shade for him to stylize it differently. A coat that he had stolen to cover the vest he used, the discarded tie and a different hair color and style would be enough to hopefully fool the gathering, he mused —except for his mask, but he wasn’t about to discard it in favor of a place full of strangers, one of might could recognize him. Very few had heard his voice, and despite his height, the people there weren’t interested in what or how a waiter looked like.
     So the first thing he did before putting the most exciting part of his plan in action was to head outside, begging for fresh air to fill his lungs and remind him such place and people were past him. That he was free, yet terribly lonely. The balcony was the nearest place to breathe, but as soon as he stepped out he caught sight of one he had met somewhere different. Clearly, he was surprised, pleasantly so to say the least; even so, he couldn’t let his hopes get the best of him, instead walking slowly in her direction, waiting for any sign that would tell him she remembered him too, taking the time to lift her hand and place a kiss in it.
❝You looked quite lonely out here, milady❞ he stated simply, as he carefully let go of her hand, smaller and well cared for in comparison. ❝Are you enjoying yourself?❞
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@sxlverswan​​ // CONTINUED.
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pcsitivibee · 3 years
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positivity for sxlverswan :  A whole lot of love for Sparrow @sxlverswan ! for always being a pleasure to talk to, an incredibly supportive friend and for bringing an amazing OC to the community! There’s so much love and effort put into Morgan that I can’t help but admire her quite a lot <3
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umbrx · 3 years
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Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours (accepting)  
Ⓐ || @sxlverswan​
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❝ I like mysteries and new people. Stop by for a chat one time so we can get to know each other better. ❞   
ATTRACTIVENESS:
repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words
PERSONALITY:
grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible ― a mystery
HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.
not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex
LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:
never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend 
FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:
i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them
CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:
i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them
HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:
worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed
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mediicusvitae · 3 years
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"Would you mind too much if I were to fill your brother's behind with lead?"
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"Depends on what he did, really," Lamy mused, blowing gently to cool down the steaming liquid in her cup. She closed her eyes briefly, breathing in the fresh scent. A cup of relaxing tea would do her companion good. Golden eyes crinkled with amusement as she gazed upon the woman's exasperated expression.
If Morgan's words hadn't been dripping with hyperbolic intent, she would not have hesitated to fixate her flintlock pistol to aim at that sweet spot between her eyes. Nobody threatened her family in earnest within her vicinity.
"I'm rather fond of that behind staying intact, you see?"
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Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours:
Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours: (Accepting!)
ATTRACTIVENESS:
    repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words
PERSONALITY:
    grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible
HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.
    not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex
LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:
    never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend
FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:
    i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them
CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:
    i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them
HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:
    worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed
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heavenlyborne · 3 years
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Flintlock!
Give my muse an object and they’ll rate how they like it on a scale of 1-10!
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It’s similar to the weapon she already carries yet it happens to be so different at the same time, feeling heavier in her hand and more solid, less intricate and built for power over being an ornamental if dangerous piece of craftmanship. Shalria frowned, not out of displeasure but curiousity as she inspected the long pistol, slowly turning it over in her hand as she viewed it all over. "How interesting. I’ve carried a gun for as long as I can remember, it’s a little different to the ones we World Nobles carry but still it seems to be an impressive piece of work. Certainly uglier in craftmanship, but it would still get the job done nicely.”
Rating: 6/10.
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medicus-mortem · 3 years
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@sxlverswan asked: ‘  i  was  always  your  second  choice!  ’
𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
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   Maybe he’s feeling a little flirty today. Not always a bad thing and there are some rather attractive people on this resort island. Rather lucky they located this. The Tang took a bit of a beating when they surfaced into a raging storm that messed horribly with their sensors. It practically washed up here and apparently they cater to pirates, as long as they are paying. Given the state of the ship Law saw no reason why the crew shouldn’t enjoy themself here and the captain certainly plans to.
   He’s currently chatting up a potential fun time when an accusation gets shouted at him. The woman who had been inching closer to him, brown eyes very receptive of the dirty suggestions he was making, stiffens. Law lets out a low sigh, shoulders slumping. She pulls away from his touch, looking at the woman currently storming over to them. Law straightens, hand falling away from her waist as she gives him an apologetic look before walking away.
   “The fuck is your problem?” he snarls at Morgan, a hand settling on his hip. “If I didn’t know better I’d say you’re after my attention.”
   A passing comment that actually makes him think. Is that really why she’s so mad? Is this need to be his first choice actually related to wanting him to pleasure her? How unexpected. She usually gets so offended when he even hints at them doing something sexual. A wicked smirk spreads across his features and he leans towards her, hand getting placed on her shoulder. His next words are low, seductive.
   “That what you want, Duchess-ya? My undivided attention?”
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ikkaku-of-heart · 3 years
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"How does a woman get into engines and motors, if you don't mind I ask?" Her tone is not judgy. Mostly, she is curious.
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“Honestly, I’ve been working on machines for as long as I can remember,” she said, rubbing the back of her head, a few splotches of oil on her cheeks. “I think I gravitated towards them because taking them apart and putting them back together felt like a puzzle, and I guess...engines never treated me like I was unwanted. I could fix them, get them running again. It was tangible proof I could do something right. Once my Gramps took me in, he nurtured my talent and soon I was fixing generators and lobster boat motors and canning machines in half the time it took everyone else. Yeah, I’ve put up with some shit from guys who think it’s not a woman’s job, but luckily none of the Hearts so much as bat an eye. I’m very grateful.”
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