Sep 22, 2022
❝ roger ! you know i won’t take no for an answer --- be my right hand man ! ❞ / @pirateborn
Loading...
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Philippines
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Yemen
seen from United States
seen from Belgium
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
❝ roger ! you know i won’t take no for an answer --- be my right hand man ! ❞ / @pirateborn
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Oh look! Go back to being dead! Or did you want her to be the one to kill you this time?~
@pirateborn sent:
Fate. That was the first thing that’d crossed Roger’s mind when he first met Rayleigh. How else could he have explained it? He’d set out of town with dreams of setting sail, following the comforting Voice of the sea, and ended up directly on the path to Rayleigh’s boat. And for the first thing for him to hear was that the guy lived on the sea? It felt too perfect a coincidence to be anything but fate. And there was something about the stranger that Roger could see mirrored in himself. A kind of restlessness. A potential to be more— no, a destiny to be more. At the end of the day, it wasn’t even a conscious decision. No matter how many times he was yelled at or thrown off, he’d only laugh and more stubbornly remained. Roger had always loved and wanted like a fire, bright and strong, but it was uncontrolled, he’d always end up burning others. So when it came to it, and Rayleigh somehow knew how to avoid being burned, it was all the confirmation he needed to know that'd been right to call their meeting fate. There wasn't a world where he would have accepted any other man or any other boat on that day.
(rambled apologies,,,, fsdksdkl, in terms of physical attributes though, the weird beard definitely <3)
First Thing -> [meme]
[ dsakjfhakjfhkjasf ???? asfjlasjfjfiwe ??!!?!? ]
@pirateborn // from here.
She near gasped when he spoke, his voice that she could only yearn for returning to her ears once more. It felt so strange to hear it again and it was only upon doing so that she realized just how much her memory of it had been distorted over the years. This was him though. That was his face, and that was his voice, his smile.
She was still in shock and disbelief, Rouge silent as she stared at him with her lips parted. It took her a few moments to actually process what he had said and when she did, she had begun to laugh. To think that was the first thing he’d blurt out-- this was definitely him. Oh and to hear her name on his lips again. It felt as if everything had suddenly become right in the world. There had been a part of her that had been missing ever since he had left her, Roger taking a piece of her soul with him. Now it had returned to her.
Her eyes welled with tears as she laughed, a hand coming up to her mouth as looked upon his nostalgic grin. She chanced walking closer, still afraid that whatever this gift was, it’d come to an end if she got too greedy.
As her laughter settled a hesitant hand reached out to touch against his chest, Rouge staring up at him in wonderment, cheeks still damp from her tears that had gone astray. Her voice was a hush as she asked, “Have I died?” She didn’t think so, but her mind was still having trouble comprehending this situation and how it was possible. She felt his chest move under her fingertips, his lungs breathing and his heart beating. No matter the flurry of emotions she was feeling, the one that stood most prominent was her joy, her grin splitting her cheeks as she whispered, “What is this, Roger?”
[ @pirateborn hi shiki ✨] [ direct ] your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .
shiki is rambling on about something. he always used to do that― but you've noticed he does it more now since his ... injury. the sun warms his skin, golden gaze out towards the horizon, pupils narrowed into thin slits. whatever it is he's talking about: he seems enthusiastic, but you decide to break him from his ramble by placing a hand upon his chin && turning his head towards you.
&& shiki looks, of course. pausing in his excited talking && instead taking in the appearance of the pirate king. those pupils blow wide now, his words lost for a moment as he seems completely enraptured by the man before him.
a blink or two, breaking from whatever spell roger has over him. ❛ ... huh ?― sorry, were you sayin' somethin' ? ❜
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
[ @pirateborn <3 ] “ You know, we found you first within a treasure chest. One of the greatest surprises in my life when we opened it, I reckon, ” amusement coloring the captain's sudden words as he crouched down next to where Shanks stood in front of their latest haul, turning a gold coin in his hand. Treasury might be a task delegated to others — responsibility of that type had, admittedly, never been his strength — but no one would deny him the simple pleasure of appreciation, “ So many I’ve opened, and so many incredible things I’ve found within them. Whether they be gold or strange yet marvelous objects I could scarcely begin to comprehend, ” grin on his face as he took a handful of coins and pearls from the chest, letting the riches trickle past his fingers back into the pile, “ But you ? Wahaha, you were so small ! Why, I could have fit you inside my hat ! Fairly certain I had, even, ” teasing note entering his tone, but his voice and face were filled with warmth, his hand a gentle yet steady pressure going to rest upon his boy’s head. How quickly he'd grown attatched to Shanks, those first few days. And now, how quickly Shanks grew, was growing. Roger could scarcely believe it, and the sentiment gentled his voice further, “ Never let doubt tell you that you are not our greatest treasure, Shanks, my boy. Not for all the gold in the world. Not for anything more either. ”
[ umprompted / @pirateborn ]
Tiny hands are buried deep in the treasure chest and they emerge, filled with jewels and coin. The boy lets out a delighted laugh, drops what he has, and reaches in for more.
Shanks had always enjoyed the crew's hurrah when finding chests. A thrill filled the air like a shock. The chaos of a battle and of retrieving their hard earned loot. The men laughed and cheered and celebrated. It was hard not to get caught up in it all, even if he didn't fully understand.
Roger's presence created a shadow over him. The Captain was so tall that, even as he crouched down, Shanks still had to look up. His hands slow, but don't stop entirely. Found in a treasure chest?
They had spoken to him before about how they'd found him as a baby. He watches the gold coin flip between Roger's finger and chooses to pick a single coin up himself. He rubs its rough ridges and frowns.
“Doesn't sound very comfy,” he murmurs, with all the sincerity that a six year old was capable of. He listens intently, eyes lifting as his Captain let the treasure flow through his fingers. Roger laughs, joyful as ever, and Shanks feels the warmth of it flow through him. “Your hat?” He can't help but laugh too at the image of a baby inside one of his Captain's hat.
Roger's hand dwarfs him, ruffles his red hair, and Shanks drops the coin in his hand to take hold of his Captain. The man's hand is huge against his, even after he'd grown all these years his owns hands can only wrap around one of Roger's fingers.
Their greatest treasure. Bright eyes wander back to the full chest. Shanks had loved every bit of being a pirate. The people, the love, the wild and chaotic energy. There was no better life.
Shanks leaned close, both arms wrapping around Roger's arm, and he clings to him tightly.
@pirateborn sent:
[ for rayleigh <3 ] all i think is that i love you.
Though Rayleigh had long become accustomed to Roger's bold affections, the second mate still found himself sputtering or embarrassed when taken off guard. Especially when Roger got a specific glint in his eyes, one that spoke of his adoration deeper than the sea. It was something so deeply affectionate and authentic in vulnerability that Rayleigh didn't know how to handle it without his defenses trying to come in and guard him from... something or another. Roger had managed to claim every aspect of him, but Rayleigh still clutched on to that... that whatever part of him it was he still found himself holding back, so tight and close to his chest. Roger would never be fully his alone to love. Moments like these only served to fuel a delusion he kept trying to put to rest. Roger loved and loved. That's just who he was.
"Saying something like that..." He grumbled, taking a drink from his bottle. He lifted a hand to rub at his temples, a subtle way to also obscure his eyes. Though a part of him desired to confidently return the affection, his typical rigid, disciplinary persona came out, "And I think you've had enough to drink for tonight."
[ @pirateborn ] ♡ for shiki uvu
send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours
LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH
●●●●● | ATTRACTION ●●●●○ | AFFECTION ●●●●● | INTEREST ●●●○○ | LOYALTY ●●●○○ | TRUST
shiki is in love with roger. at least like , as in love with another person he can possibly be. he's still a bit rough around the edges when it comes to showing that affection . he tries , though. he thinks roger is the most amazing man he's ever met , he couldn't possibly be more fascinated with someone ( obsessed , really. ) shiki mostly trusts roger , but roger is still a pirate , so he doesn't put too much faith in him. loyalty is a little grey with them - i think shiki is like ? loyal in the sense that he is very emotionally attached to roger. but they're both free spirits , pursuing their own interests.