#unluckieststar

【𐂃】 FUCK FUCK FUCK. he remembered this stench too well. recalling the time his dad spiraled down to a life with booze. decades of trauma that were engraved in his head; especially when it got physical. yet, he tried not to let that deter him from approaching his beloved. wanting to be there at their time of need — Blitz carefully reached for their hands. taking away the bottle with a worried demeanor.

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it might have been partially lucifer's own fault. he'd been eyeing the other, after all, sneaking glances at he tended to his drink out of curiosity. what he didn't expect was for the figure to actually come over— much less ask such a thing so bluntly. there was a brief surprise on his features before hid a smirk behind his glass. sue the devil for actually liking a direct, confident approach.

Considering he lovingly makes her Italian food ever since they started dating, it seemed fair to try and return the favor. She measures everything out very carefully, follows the recipe step by step, and eventually has a very nice looking cake, speckled with lots of mini chocolate chips and a mascarpone cream icing.

"....."

"....!"

"Hm! Okay! I think this can work!"

Now she just has to box it up and surprise him on his next visit.

Normally she doesn't play into the 'sexy doctor' trope but she's feeling playful today. Her hands cross over her heart.

"Gods that's an absolute emergency! I'm clearing my schedule, let's get those pants off of you-"

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🎪— Hoops couldn’t believe what he was hearing right now. Could this really be happening? The feeling of Jovanni’s hand on his cheek was enough to drive him completely crazy as he stared into his eyes with a bit of a dazed expression. He was so pathetic… Hoops always got like this when given affection from someone he liked. And he REALLY liked Jovanni.

“U- uhm… I’d… I’d love to…”

Reaching up, Hoops gently placed his hand over Jovanni’s as he blushed a deep green color (if he were human, it would be red). A million thoughts were going through his mind all at once. Things like what exactly they were about to do together… If this were a dream— Hoops never wanted to wake up.

“Did you uhm… did you wanna go somewhere more private?”

They were still on the fairgrounds, so if they did anything there would be the chance of the two of them getting caught. With the more time that passed on, Hoops wanted Jovanni desperately. He wanted to feel his warmth and touch his skin. Another thing he wanted was to bite his neck and suck his blood. Since they were basically dating now hopefully that would happen soon. It was getting hard for Hoops to control himself at this point.

“We could… we could go to the back of the main circus tent… if that’s alright with you…”

"Oh, that sounds-"

"Wait, WHAT?"

While he certainly wasn't against getting some new threads, since he didn't have much to his name to begin with, the risky nature of that second part made his cheeks burn brightly.

"You keep tapping and pacing like that, you'll burn a hole through the ship," Hook chuckled, still keeping his eye in the telescope, staring out into the sea as the Jolly Roger cut through the waves like a well sharpened knife.

At his map table on the quarterdeck, there were navigational tools, writings, nautical maps and scrawling writings. Years of research, interviews and searching the nooks and crannies of the world to find the one treasure that every pirate dreamt of. The Flor de la Mar.

Hook had managed to finally narrow it down to a couple of islands, one he discovered was far too small to house any wealth, drowned over every rainy season and with lack of any real wreckages... But the last island, or moreso, a cluster of little archipelagos with one main island that stationed itself between them.

Yes, Kirby was a nice guy...usually, but when things meant business to him, he didn't pull any punches. Unfortunately, he also had a tendency to act on suspicions before really thinking things through. This time was no different.

"...!!!"

As the stranger casually took a drag, the smoke that billowed around him only made his look even worse. What was that stick and its awful smell? Perhaps it was one of the ancient artifacts tainted by the Jambastian religious cult! If nothing was done, it would certainly corrupt the land!