#broki

A fusion of Doki and @goldinsanity50 ‘s EX Brawler, Broki! 

a siren sounds like the goddess who promises endless apologies of paradise (x)

[ID: 35 panels of One Piece fanart, featuring Brook and Yorki. The art is in a line-free flat colored style, with only a few outlines to define facial features and other separations on a single section of color. The images are overlaid with handwritten lyrics from the linked song, “Dream Sweet in Sea Major” by Miracle Musical. The lyrics are in different shades of blue and purple to match the background.

“Alone at the edge of the universe humming a tune” Brook is shown from the back, standing on his old ship, looking over the edge into the fog of the Florian Triangle.

Brook is now seen from the front and is extending a hand to catch what appears to be snow falling from the sky. “For merely dreaming we were snow” The fog behind him begins to vanish from the top.

“So things are different” Brook is now seen from the side. The fog is almost completely gone, beginning to show a night sky. What appeared to be snow begins to twinkle like light. Brook is still extending a hand, but his hand now has flesh, as does about half of his face. He is now wearing his old glasses, and someone unseen is hovering their hand above his.

“Tonight” The image zooms out to show that the fog is completely gone and the ocean is nowhere in sight, revealing a star-filled night sky. Brook has one knee up against his ship as he prepares to leave it. He is alive again, and the hand from before is revealed to belong to Yorki, who is hovering at the side of the ship and holding Brook’s hand in both his own.

Brook and Yorki are shown from the back, floating through space as they hold hands. “We’ll go together in flight”

“It’s now and never / A reverie endeavor” Still from the back, Brook’s and Yorki’s feet are shown walking up the outline of a staircase made out of hundreds of tiny stars.

“Awaits somnambulent directives to take the helm” They are shown from the front and from the waist up now. Yorki is leading, turning his head slightly back to smile at Brook. Brook is smiling likewise. The angle of their arms show that they are still holding hands.

Brook and Yorki fall from the top of the staircase. Brook is shown upside down and from the back, holding Yorki’s hand as Yorki falls, also upside down but from the front, his head turned upwards to see Brook. They are still holding hands. The staircase is visible behind them. “Believe me darling, the stars were made for falling” The word “falling” is spaced out so that it goes diagonally downward, matching the angle of the staircase.

Yorki is shown from Brook’s point of view, looking up at him and smiling widely with closed eyes. “It feels like flying / But maybe”

“We’re dying” Yorki’s image abruptly changes. He is now as he was the last time Brook saw him, shirtless and without a hat, wearing a blood-stained mask for his illness, frowning and teary-eyed in pain, his head wrapped in bloody bandages. The background has also changed from space to the wood of a ship.

The next image has no lyrics. It is a looping GIF. The first image shows Brook from Yorki’s point of view. He is frowning slightly, disturbed by the vision. There are a couple frames with static-filled cracks in the image before it abruptly changes to show Brook as a skeleton once more, the background changing to the foggy ship in the Florian Triangle.

The next four images are sepia-toned. The first one shows Brook playing the violin on his old ship with his old crew, drawn over the anime screenshot of the same image. Brook is smiling and his knees are bent as he plays. “Children born of one emotion”

Shown from the front, Brook leaves the group and goes to Yorki, who is leaning against the ship’s railing. Yorki turns his head, smiling, when Brook approaches. “Our devotion’s deepest ocean”

Brook and Yorki are shown from the back, resting against the railing and looking out over the ocean. Brook is bent down so that he is about the same height as Yorki, and their hands rest together on the railing. “No division reasoned / We’ll be free”

Brook’s and Yorki’s feet are seen from the side, pointed down and hovering over a polished floor. “To know / We are beyond a bow”

The sepia tones begin to fade to show color. Brook’s and Yorki’s shoes have landed on the floor. They have changed to become buckled shoes, and both men are now wearing white stockings. “And lo, the hues arrange to show”

“It’s perfectly clear” Brook and Yorki are shown from the side in full view. They are facing each other in an otherwise empty golden ballroom decorated with red curtains. Their clothes retain their palettes, but have transformed into formal 18th-century attire. Brook’s hair is tied back with a purple ribbon. Both their hands are clasped behind their backs and they are smiling.

The lyrics in the next few images are typed in a serif font. “You look quite divine tonight” Brook and Yorki bow to each other, each with one hand on his chest and one stretched out behind him.

“Here among these vibrant lights” A closeup of their hands. Yorki’s hand is held out palm-up and Brook’s is resting on top.

The image zooms out to see them dancing together, at a 3/4ths angle, Yorki shown from the back and Brook the front. Yorki is leading the dance. On Yorki’s left, the two are holding hands outstretched, and on his right, their other hand holds the other’s back. “Pure delights surround us as we sail”

The image is split into two. On the left is Yorki, looking up and smiling at Brook. “Joy mirage’s” The right side shows Brook, looking down and smiling at Yorki. “Kingdom come”

“Now that existence is on the wake” Shown from the side, the two of them close their eyes and begin to draw closer to each other, their hands no longer outstretched.

“Let’s see what we can make” The two men hug, their hands on each other’s backs and Yorki’s head resting on Brook’s left shoulder. Both continue to smile.

The lyrics change back to handwritten. “The part is wholly ending” There is a closeup of the previous image, focusing on their faces.

There is another closeup, this time to their torsos. Yorki begins to draw away from Brook. “A line in any final song”

Their hands drift from each other’s backs, resting on the other’s upper arms instead. “So long / So far” The ballroom behind them begins to fade away.

They are now holding hands again, Brook’s hands resting on top of Yorki’s. The background is deep purple. “At last eternal through the past”

“Above a blinding star” Now zoomed far out, it is shown that Brook and Yorki back in space, and they appear to be standing on a star much bigger than themselves.

The image zooms in to their hands again to show Brook’s hands floating off of Yorki’s. “We never meant to part / Sublime, thy art”

“One light / Higher than the sun” We see Brook from Yorki’s point of view. He is falling backwards, his expression devastated as he reaches his hands out towards Yorki.

“Invisible to some” We see Brook’s point of view, his hands out of focus and still outstretched. Yorki’s expression is not shown, but he is standing still, making no gestures.

The same image, but now Yorki is out of focus, and Brook’s hands are clear. They have transformed back into skeleton hands. “Until it’s time”

Brook is shown from the side, falling backwards into a foggy sky, his arms still stretched out in front of him. The stars and night sky begin to fade away. About half his face is a skull again, with only patches of flesh remaining, and he is no longer wearing his glasses. “Alone”

“At the edge of the universe” Brook is straighter now, his legs slightly bent as he looks at his hands, realizing they no longer have flesh. Only a small patch on his chin and temple have flesh remaining. His ship is just below him, and only a sliver of sky is visible at the top of the image, the rest being fog. Tears begin to form in Brook’s eye sockets, floating upwards as he falls.

The sky is completely gone, replaced by fog. Brook has landed on his ship, a full skeleton once more. He is on his knees, his head bowed with his face in his hands as he cries. The tears continue to float upwards. “Humming a tune”