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I know I posted earlier about a poll but. I have decided.
I will no longer be doing reader inserts. I always find them a bit difficult to write. I can point you in the direction of many amazing writers who do reader inserts and headcanons!
I will be writing character only pieces, most likely in the horror genre because that's what I enjoy writing the most.
I am going to plan a list and a re-opening of my asks next month: all being well.
I'm still working on some long pieces in other fandoms, so I am still focusing on those atm but next month I will start taking requests again. So look forward to that announcement!!
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Hello fellow Croc enjoyer! I hope you’re doing well! 💜
For your Sun, Sea, Scares event, could I possibly request Crocodile with the prompt Museum, please? To decide the ending, I pick… Trick! Thank you for your time and I hope you have fun with the event as a whole! Take care! 💜
Hallo friend! Thank you for the request! I hope you like it!
Beholdth, the man of sand.♡\( ̄▽ ̄)/♡
Sun, Sea, Scares
Crocodile - Museum - Trick
Crocodile was a businessman and that showed in all walks of his life. Even in the great city of Alabasta where he already held so much sway, he wanted to garner more influence. So he funded and built a large museum to showcase Alabasta’s rich and fruitful history. He did hope it would bring the legendary pluton or at least knowledge of its whereabouts to the surface. The museum was almost ready for opening.
Crocodile lit a cigar as he strolled around the museum, inspecting its exhibits one last time before it was open to the public. There was a tank for bananawani and another for small less vicious creatures. He stopped in front of the bananawani tank for a little while, tapping on the glass with his hook. The dim light of the enclosure gave for a more underwater experience and made the room feel far cooler than the usual Alabasta heat. Leaving the bananawani, Crocodile carried on his way. The empty museum felt eerie but Crocodile didn’t pay any heed to such silly thoughts. He got to a room full of small replicas of some of the larger limestone sculptures in the vast deserts of the Kingdom.
“Hm, the detail looks accurate.” Crocodile hummed, leaning in for a closer view of one of the sculptures. “It needs more sand.” Rising to his full height, he let his devil fruit powers rage and covered the room in an inch or so of sand. He nodded. “Better. Most atmospheric.” Crocodile moved towards the doorway to the next exhibit, when he stopped sharply. Something caught his attention out the corner of his eye. At the base of one of the statues was a rectangular hole one that had not been there a second ago.
Crocodile walked over to it and tried to recover the hole with sand but the sand just slipped away into the hole and stranger still the hole had grown a few inches. He stepped back, deciding he would let someone else deal with it but as he moved something pulled him back. Glancing over his shoulder he saw nothing, he turned his full attention to the strange gap on the floor and he noticed grains of sand were being slowly sucked into it. Another pull this time stronger than before almost caught Crocodile off guard.
The room was illuminated with a brillant and painfully bright light. You are the desert King. And this shall be your tomb. As you have made the desert a tomb for so many others.
The force from the hole whirled out of control, kicking up the sand in the process. Crocodile was caught in a powerful sand tornado akin to one he had unleashed countless times on the Kingdom of Alabasta. His devil fruit powers did nothing but serve to make the tornado spin faster. Crocodile felt his feet slide from under him and there was nothing but sand to grab onto with his one good hand, which slipped through his fingers. His angry screams were drowned out by the sandstorm. The hole expanded and swallowed Crocodile whole and the storm settled almost instantly. Sand settled on everything like snow after a blizzard.
All that remained of Crocodile was a small effigy at the base of the statue, in poor likeness.
You shall be remembered by the rottenness of your soul not by the generous man you claimed to be.
I'm new to your blog but just came across your sun, sea, scares event and am intrigued! may i request katakuri and church? or katakuri and doppelgänger!
Hallo!!! And welcome! I went with doppelgänger!! I hope this is okay! Enjoy ٩(◕‿◕。)۶
Sun, Seas, Scares
Katakuri - Doppelgänger- Trick
Having an awakened devil fruit power was required when you were a part of an emperor’s family and subsequently its crew. It helped Katakuri take full advantage of his haki and made him the strongest on his mother’s crew. He could protect his siblings
Halloween was a grand event in Whole Cake Island. As were most holiday’s. All the islands switched their themes to match the seasons and holidays. So Komugi island was currently decorated with pumpkins, skeletons, a lot of orange and red were used in the icing decorations and the smell of pumpkin and cinnamon scents filled the air.
Katakuri was doing his rounds. Everyone greeted him brightly and offered him their seasonal delicacy. It was soon time for his merienda and he headed to a more secluded area and set up his mochi-mochi-cabin and his personal chefs appeared right on cue. Coupled with the donut offers of the towns folk and his chefs, he had quite the selection today.
The chefs took their leave and left Katakuri to his solitary lunch break. Before he could even take a bite out of the first donut, Katakuri frowned deeply and rose to his feet. His haki failed him, he couldn’t decipher who had dared to invade his personal space. “Show yourself.” He growled. The sweet walls of the cabin rippled and out from the mocha walls and standing before him was an exact replica of himself. “What trick-“
“No trick. I am you. A by product of your awakened devil fruit power. So your power is my power. And your haki- our haki. Won’t work on me.” The other Katakuri mused. With a flick of his wrist, the floor beneath Katakuri sank, devouring his feet and pulling him down to his knees. “Not so tough when you can’t see what the future holds-“ The doppelgänger jumped out of the way as Katakuri broke free of the trap and flung spinning donut shaped blades at him.
“It is still my power.” He snarled. “I won't be bested by an imposter.” Katakuri snapped and lunged at his adversary, who met his attack blow for blow. The doppelgänger managed to get the upper hand when Katakuri moved to protect the tray of donuts from an attack.
“What weakness” it mused sealing Katakuri’s hands and feet giving him no chance to free himself. “The strong will survive.” The doppelgänger boasted proudly “And I have cemented myself as the superior being. You are no longer needed.” He mused, the floor of the cabin pulled Katakuri down slowly, as it also spread upwards over his body making it impossible for him to escape. “You are too soft to those weaker than you. I will show everyone what a demon we can be.” Katakuri was now neck deep in the mochi-made floor. “Farewell, old me.”
“No! I won’t-“ the doppelgänger knelt down and pulled his scarf down grinning menacingly.
“There is nothing you can do.” He rested a hand on Katakuri’s head “You were just too weak.” And pushed Katakuri under the floor, not letting go until the floor stopped rippling.
Rising to his feet. The doppelgänger removed the scarf around his neck and chucked it onto the floor letting it sink below the floor along with the discarded treats. “It is time we instilled a new fear among the people.” He looked back at the wall where Katakuri reappeared, still desperately trying to get out. “Don’t worry. I’ll make it entertaining for you.” He grinned and left the mochi building, letting the door shut with a slam, before the building sank back into the new Katakuri’s body.
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Hello pumpkin! What a great opening this is! May I request “Why did you choose me?” or “Are you.. blushing?” fem!reader saying it with Cavendish please??Thank you so much, lof you!
Sweet Sil!! Pumpkin is here to provide you with one of your 5 a day. Precious Cabbage..I’m never going to stop calling him that sorry Cabbage...
I always forget how tall Cabbage is XD
Eternal Flame
Cavendish - Are you.. Blushing f s/o
Under the cut: rating F..for Fluff.
Lettuce be known I care
Cavendish was a proud and sparkling person and his words could be flamboyantly poetic; and usually aimed at himself. His words were ever much as princely as he was and generally why he governed such attention from everyone. Like moths to a radiant and untouchable flame.
You thought long and hard, you wanted to tell him how much he meant to you in the same honied and glamorous way, like he deserved. Though simply mimicking his way of speaking would be weird. Maybe I should have read more poetry.. You sighed dejectly. You were in quite the pickle. You just couldn’t summon the words that did him justice.
The crew had docked at a seemingly peaceful little island, devoid of the marines so that was less things to worry about. The crew had been sent on their errands, leaving you and your lovely captain a little free time to yourselves for once. Walking in step with him, trying to keep his pace, you linked your arm with his. You felt Cavendish puff up proudly, like he always did when you were so close to him. It always made you blush, it made you feel special. He looked down at you with a grin on his lips and you replied with your own smile. Cavendish slowed his pace so as to not make you chase, he always forgot how much taller he was than you.
“So my sweet how should we spend our time?” he asked, dipping down to kiss the top of your head. You walked a little through the town and you spotted a little cafe just off the main street in the shade of the buildings surrounding it but it had a quaint little outdoor seating area with the fence topped with flowers.
“Oh, this cafe looks like, how about we stop for tea?” you asked, Cavendish hummed and nodded, guiding you to the little cafe. Once you were seated at a little lattice work table and waiting for the waitress to come take your order, you picked up on excited giggling, peering around Cavendish you spotted a little group of women peering out from behind a building. Chuckling you nudged his leg “it seems your fans have arrived.” he peered over his shoulder curiously making the girls duck away quickly.
“Do you mind?” he questioned, looking into your eyes for a response.
“Of course not. Go to your fans.” you laughed, you were used to Cavendish’s popularity, he craved the spotlight and the attention. He pushed away from the table and walked to meet his adoring public, who flocked around him excitedly.
You ordered drinks and a cake while he made pleasantries and it arrived whilst he was still basking in their adoration.
Resting your head on your hand, slurping a wonderfully cold coffee beverage, watching Cavendish promenade around a group of fans who had recognised him from his wanted poster. Ever the charmer.
“The charming pirate prince really lives up to his name,” you laughed, as he finally rejoined you at the table “you’re always stealing people’s hearts.” you added with a playful smile. The dry slurp of the straw echoed loudly around you as you noticed a red hue grace his cheeks. Clearing his throat quickly, Cavendish reached for the teapot and poured the tea into the fine china cup in front of him. Tilting your head curiously as you examined his face intently “Are you okay? You look a little flush.” He looked down at his cup hiding his face with the wide brim of his hat,
“Just warm,” he replied quickly.
Maybe it was my imagination…
He sipped his tea quietly, setting the cup down silently cushioned by his little finger as was the standard in nobelity. Finally looking from under his hat, his beautiful ocean blue eyes landed on the rosewater and raspberry cake sat half eaten on your plate, “would you like some?” you asked, already sectioning some off with the small cake fork. “It’s lovely.” you held the forkful out for your dear pirate, who now looked confused. You hadn’t simply passed him the plate but offered to feed him the cake; personally. He inhaled deeply, leaning across the round lattice work table, opening his mouth as he approached the fork accepting the food offering. He opened his eyes slowly as he withdrew and locked eyes with you, he looked completely startled and pulled back in alarm. Once again hiding under the shade of his hat.
I saw it...he’s so cute.
You saw red slowly rise up from under Cavendish’ shirt and creep up onto his face. “Are you..are you blushing?” you asked, trying to peak under his hat as he turned away quickly, the large feather in his hat fwaping you in the face “Pleh..” you reached across and slipped your fingers under his hand, cradling it as you brought it to your lips “You're not the only one that can be romantic.” you teased, kissing his hand softly. Adding to the red glow taking over his face.
“Red is simply not my colour.” he huffed childishly, trying to take back his hand but you laced your fingers together squeezing his wonderfully soft hand.
“I think it is,” you stated “such a beautiful prince in a sea of red roses. How wonderful.”
“Then you shall be my rose princess.” Cavendish said affirmatively, “that is..if you wish to be.” he mumbled, you could just see that cute pout on his lips. You chuckled and kissed his hand again.
“Should I change my name to Rapunzel?” you joked, you remembered Luffy calling him ‘Cabbage’ Cavendish’s eye twitched at the joke you made.
“Listen you-” he looked affronted by you having even brought that back up.
“I shall be your cabbage princess.” you added, your shoulders shuddering from your silent laughter. Cavendish sighed deeply in defeat.
“If you’re going to insist on taking my name at least take my last name.” Cavendish mumbled, glancing up at you coyly. You felt warmth reach your cheeks. Did he just? That’s unfair! He switched the hold on your hand and pulled your hand to his lips “if you would have me.”
“How could I say no to my darling rose prince.” you smiled gleefully.
“Now whose blushing?” He teased, “so then my princess..perhaps I could have some more cake?” he asked with a tilt of his head. Even now Cavendish managed to be flawlessly romantic, you are going to have to find a new way to keep him on his toes, if you were to see him blush so cutely again.
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Chewing and gnawing on the irony One Piece continually shows with the main characters where they're doing objectively kind and helpful things and that's what gets them in trouble with the law. It's the selective application of criminal justice. The bias and room for corruption built into the system itself. It's delicious. It's horribly relevant. I'm obsessed.
This post was inspired by this screencap of people discussing Zoro being a wanted criminal over a shot of him protectively cradling a little girl
But it can also be with things like Usopp finally getting a wanted poster and the incriminating picture is of him freeing a bunch of slaves. Things like Nami's treasure stash being legally taken by the same marines who let Arlong terrorize her village for years. Things like Luffy's bounty going up after doing the government's work for them taking out Crocodile and saving a whole country from years of drought. And of course, things like the very first plot point, where Zoro is criminalized not for his ruthless kills (those were legal) but for protecting a child from a petty marine's untrained dog.
I'm sure others could add more examples but you get the gist. It's brilliantly done and I eat it up every time. Especially because it's still not black and white. Pirates do awful things. Marines do good things. But in the end, the only people truly free to do everything they believe is right are those who have already been deemed criminals.
Pirates do awful things. Marines do good things. But in the end, the only people truly free to do everything they believe is right are those who have already been deemed criminals.
This line goes so fucking hard op & I think it might just be the thesis for the entire show omg.
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Heyya cutest pumpkin in the patch!!! Can I ask for Heat cuz someone's probably already sent killer 😘😘🥰 I love you hon!!!
Hallo!!! You can indeed!! I had fun with this! I need Heat gifs!!!!
Rapunzel Rapunzel
Heat:
Intense Heat.
Being out at sea had its downfall. Especially when you were stuck in the middle of a heatwave with very little breeze helping you cool you. You were currently helping Killer prepare some snacks and refreshments for the crew, in an attempt to bring the temperature down, Killer had made some shaved ice for everyone. “I’ll take these out.”
“Don’t worry about Kid’s, I’ll brave that hornet's nest.” Killer said with a playful tone. It was no secret that Kid did not like the heat..He did to a degree but this was far too much for him. Nodding, you grabbed the tray and opened the door almost shirking away from the blistering heat.
“How is it cooler inside?” you asked yourself, as you headed onto the deck “I got something cold for everyone!” you shouted. It was like feeding time at the zoo, you were surrounded in seconds as everyone hungrily grabbed a bowl from the tray. Once the vultures cleared, you found that there was one left on your tray. Looking around you didn’t see Heat at all.
“He’s hiding in the shade-” Wire announced, with a spoon in his mouth gesturing to the left side of the Victoria Punk. You hurried off with the ice before it melted. You found him where Wire said he would be. Laid face down on the deck not moving at all. “Heat?” you called, kneeling down beside him. You got a grumble in response. “I have some shaved ice for you-” he bolted up in seconds, his face flustered from the summer heat. “Are you okay?”
He nodded slowly “my hair..is sticking…” you hummed in response as you thought of a remedy. His hair was very long and thick, you couldn’t imagine how heavy it must feel in this heat.
“I have an idea! You eat this. I’ll be right back.” you smiled and made your way across the deck and to your room to procure a hairbrush, hair ties and a few other things. As you headed back across the deck, Killer was just arriving with more iced snacks which you swiped a few of as you walked past. “I return!” you announced, noticing the empty bowl you handed Heat some more treat “Killer made more.” you said, Heat opened his mouth and accepted the frozen watermelon skewer thing. “Shuffle forward a moment.” you ordered, standing behind Heat since he was still quite tall sat down. Parting his hair into two sections, you carefully brushed his hair into two high pigtails before twisting them around into big buns, since his hair was so thick. You pinned it all into place, decorating the buns with a blue and black scrunchie and some clips in the shape of flames and little crosses to match his corset. You had made these for yourself but they looked better on Heat. You left two strands to frame his face and you were done. “How does that feel?” you asked.
“Better.” Heat mumbled through his snack. Smiling in satisfaction, you dipped to kiss the back of Heat’s neck which made him shiver. Your fingers traced his now bare shoulders and decorated them with little butterfly kisses. You couldn’t help but chuckle at his little quivers. Slipping your arms around his neck you reached around to steal a bite of the super cold watermelon before kissing his check.
“You never wear your hair up,” you grinned, kissing each of his neck tattoos slowly. “It looks good~” you cooed into his neck. “Oh, a mirror.” you handed him the mirror. “What do you think?”
“The clips…” he said, a smiling tugging at his lips “did you make them?” he asked, catching your gaze in the mirror.
“I did! I was going to use them but they suit you better.” you chuckled, “why don’t we join the others? Killer said he was making more ice treats.” Heat nodded and slowly stood up with you still hanging around your neck, making you wrap your legs around his waist like a monkey. “Warning next time!” you laughed loudly, “I wish my hair was this soft” you sighed, playing with the loose strands as Heat carried you towards the deck “The salt air hates my hair.” you whined.
“I have some stuff that will help.” Heat stated,
“Oh! That would be great.” You rested your head on Heat’s broad shoulder, a new experience for you since you didn’t have to try and fight his hair for space.
The only Heat right now that is comfortable… you thought grimacing as Heat carried you onto the deck with the horrible clammy heat.
So with Factions all done now! It is time for me to start work on the horror ones! I'm going to try and post them a bit more promptly and will start in October!