The Jabber drawing was my first time trying my ohuhu markers and I’m so happy with the way it turned out.
I might post the wip of the Shuggy vid cause I’ll probably never finish it, since I have many exams coming on, and knowing myself there’s a 90% chance I’ll never pick up this project ever again.
Also there’s my buggy child oc and i lover her as much as she loves her daddy.
Many of this are VERY old maybe they go back to the last post date. I repeat I love drawing fem buggy(probably ‘cause I can’t draw man). And I genuinely love buggy soooo much. All my friends every time they see a buggy edit just think of me. These are not all the drawings I got, so I’ll divide this in more posts. Anyway sorry for the grammar of any of these, since I said these were kinda old it also applied to my English level. English is not my first language so every day is an opportunity to learn more, and I can tell only now how wrong what I wrote in these images are grammatically incorrect. But also I’m too lazy to go and change the texts or correct them, so I’ll just post them the way they were originally written. Anyway I got inspiration from other posts or made old trends, so if you see a resemblance is mostly because of that.
Lowkirkgenually going through one of the worst art blocks ever cause fym I have them gorgeous fucking ideas but I can’t fucking draw them, cause I get every fucking proportion wrong and I can’t draw anything decent(example is that ugly shanks drawing).
So I got myself into writing some Shuggy stuff and I came out with an Au idea, where practically Buggy gets involved with the world government, and somehow becomes like a holy knight? Not really I still have no idea how to explain it, I’m still tryna figure out how did he even get into this situation, Was thinking somewhat really a no-win situation where buggy’s fortune just does it’s thing, making him come up with the best way as possible. And u need to figure out how he gonna go back to the pirate world, because I wanna have a part that reconnects with the canon Universe. But that’s a problem for tomorrow. Anyway the FanFiction has some Shuggy as sub plot, yeah they deserve the world.
Anyway this was the “holy knight” buggy outfit I somewhat made. (Normal nose cause he tries to preserve that path of escape and don’t get recognised right away or sum like that!)
I have the first chapter done and second wip done ‘cause I mostly write at school, but since English isn’t really my first language sometimes I don’t have the right synonyms to the words I’m trying to write without being ripetitive, and sometimes I forget the translation of a few words. So normally my wips consist in just the dialogs actually elaborated and the narrative really summarised so I don’t forget what I wanted to do when I get home and write the final copy actually putting some hard work on getting everything right. I also have the ideas of what write in each chapter till somewhat during pre time skip. And the idea of what to do after time skip and cross guild but still not elaborated in a chronological list, or divided in chapters.
I have no idea if I even gonna post the fanfic, cause it’s the first I ever made (if we don’t count the low quality discontinued fanfiction I made when I was 12 with the most outrageous Italian grammar I ever seen in my entire life) and I have no idea if someone would even like reading something like this. But then if I decide to post it I’ll might start only after finishing chapter 3 or 4. So I still have time to thing about what to do with it.
And there’s gonna be Rayleigh, please don’t tell me not even one of you ver think of Rayleigh being more attached to buggy than shanks. Shanks might have everyone’s vote, but buggy has Rayleigh’s one. I feel that buggy was more attached to Rayleigh than anyone’s else on the crew as a baby and making Silver Rayleigh’s heart melt a little bit at every baby smile thrown to him or every time buggy asked him some clarification on something instead asking someone else in the crew. Or teenage buggy being more rational than shanks, and being less compulsive or very happy when Rayleigh was inclined to listen on Buggy’s rants on a book he read or some new stuff he found that was very interesting, or buggy’s sneaky pull outs like creating a bomb on secret and blowing half deck with it. Buggy’s dad figure being Rayleigh than Roger makes more sense to me than vice versa.
I need more content from Oda on Cross Guild. I’m buggy and Mihawk deprived.
Art dump!! Idk I just love drawing fem buggy. And I hc that buggy would’ve been besties w yasopp if they ever met. Last one just teen buggy after a fight where they cut his hair.
Oh, I can't stop thinking about this fanfic I finished reading yesterday. It's called Crab, or the Story of the First Kiss by Shadow_Angel_Aqila on AO3. If you haven't read it, I totally recommend.
Anyway, I just keep thinking of the last chapter and Buggy's lie about kissing two hundred girls. And of course, the fact that him and Shanks did end up kissing each other. I can't help imagining, because I feel like it wouldn't be totally out of character for younger Shanks, that Shanks actually starts keeping count of how many kisses he shares with Buggy.
Like, just imagine a small continuation. And it's Shanks continuously stealing kisses from Buggy, and Buggy softening more with each one. Then one night, they're hanging out (maybe secretly drinking, maybe not) and Buggy gets the nerve to kiss Shanks first. And all the kisses that they've been having, they're all like the second kiss they had- just a soft press of lips. But the kiss that Buggy initiates is like their first one, which was basically a full on make out session.
When Buggy eventually pulls away, he sees Shanks with a dopey expression on his face. And then out of nowhere, Shanks says, "201."
"What??"
"201 kisses."
"You- you've been keeping count?!"
"For each girl you kissed. I've kissed you more than any girl has now."
Shanks has a very smug grin while saying all this, and Buggy wants to hit him over the head. Definitely tells Shanks that he's an idiot.
You know that thing in ZoSan where Usopp always catches them at their most piquant moments? What if it's a family thing and Yasopp always catches Shuggy in situations like this? Shanks is always like "oh hi Yasopp, do you mind we're a little busy—" while Buggy squeals and pushes him away.
its sad shanks time its sad shanks time its sad shanks time
(aka its "benn beckman deal with his dumbass pining captain getting drunk and whining about a clown" time)
There is a certain thing that happens each and every time Shanks and Beckman and the rest of the crew land on a new island. No matter what the group decides to do with their afternoons on land, by nightfall they all end up gathering in the local tavern and almost always clearing the establishment of their entire stock of liquor and sake—most of which, of course, ends up going right in the Captain's tankard.
And every time, the local tavern keeps and bar goers are nervous around them, which is understandable. They are pirates, after all, so it's only natural for them to all be on their toes, but usually after a couple of hours the Captain has convinced them that they're only there to drink, and not cause any harm. Occasionally, someone will get angry and start throwing things at them, but as per usual the Captain just laughs and waves them goodbye with sake dripping down his chin.
But on the nights when nothing is thrown and no one gets angry, instead what usually happens is the people in the bar end up learning what is probably far more than they ever would have liked to about Emperor of the Sea, Red-Haired Shanks.
"—so of course I told Captain I'd take care of him!" Shanks is on his eighth refill of the night by now, sitting at a table surrounded by women while Beckmann pretends to drink from his own tankard, directly behind him. The woman have been swarming him all night, and while a couple of them got up and left to find someone else up on realizing the Captain clearly was not interested, quite a few were still hanging off of his every word. Even as every word he said had to do with—
"And he was so upset about it too!" Shanks moans, tossing his hands in the air miserably. His face is flushed, and he's swaying in his chair. He's beyond drunk at this point. Beckman sighs, swirling his drink and trying not to roll his eyes. "He kept apologizing and apologizing for making me miss my chance to see the treasure, and I told him I didn't care about that, that I just wanted to make sure he was okay! And it was perfect, that's what we were gonna do! Once he got better, we were gonna go back out there and be pirates again together!"
One of the woman coos softly, and this time Beckman can't help the irritated twitch to his brow. Yasopp sends him a knowing look from across the table as the woman presses her chest up against the Captain's, clearly vying for his attention. They both know she will get none of it.
"Do you think I did the wrong thing?" The Captain, predictably, ignores the breasts that are practically being thrust in his face. "I just wanted to stay with him. I didn't—" His words are beginning to slur and he hiccups several times in a row. The woman in front of him lets out a huff and draws back, pulling up her dress and looking over the rest of the group instead.
"Should I have tried to follow him? I-I mean, he was really angry and I'd never want to make him uncomfortable, s-so I—"
The woman who'd been pressing her chest against him moments ago stands up, and two more of the woman join her. Captain ignores them, leaning over the table and making suspiciously whiny noises into his tankard.
Beckman sighs, setting down his own tankard and pushing it over to Yasopp instead.
"You finished?" He asks, accepting the drink with no fuss at all.
"Sure," Beckman says, pushing up from his seat. "I think the Captain's done for the night as well. I'll be bringing him back to the ship."
"Sounds good." Yasopp waves him off, already gulping down half of the tank.
There are three woman left at the table when he arrives, although all of them look uncomfortable and stressed as he approaches. He points towards the bar, giving them reassuring smiles. "Don't worry ladies, I'll be taking over from here. You can leave my captain to me, yeah?"
All three of them press their lips together and nod before quickly hurrying off, clearly uncomfortable watching the almighty Emperor Shanks silent-cry into a mug of ale. Beckman is so far beyond practiced at this point, though.
He puts a hand on the back of the Captain's collar and pulls, yanking him up. As he suspected, his eyes are red and puffy and there's a permanent frown on his face.
"You're done, Captain." He says, leaving no room for argument. "Roux, come take this tank. I'll be bringing the Captain back to his cabin now."
"But...wait, what happened? Where'd everyone go?" Shanks furrows his eyebrows together, looking around confused at the empty table, apparently having only just realized he's been abandoned by all the women who'd been trying to get into his cabin tonight.
"You happened," Beckman mutters with a roll of his eyes, pulling him to his feet and slinging his arm over his shoulder. His feet are unsteady, and he's supporting nearly half of his weight as they head for the door. Hongo holds the door for them—they're all probably a bit too practiced at this by now.
Thankfully, the bar they've stumbled into tonight is not far from the village's dock. They're probably used to drunken sailors in this place, but in this case it works out for them as it only takes about twenty minutes of stumbling and tripping over feet to get the Captain back on board the Red Force.
The Captain remains quiet, only occasionally mumbling something about the room spinning under his breath. Beckman all but shoves him down onto his bed in the captain's quarters before leaving to the galley to get a glass of water. He grabs a few painkillers from the medical bay at the same time to leave on the table for when he wakes up in the morning.
When he returns to the captain's quarters, the Captain is curled on his side in bed, and unshockingly, he's holding that damn wanted poster again, the one that's been in the drawer of his end table since the day it came out in the newspaper when the warlords were disbanded. Beckman sighs heavily, setting the water down on the end table along with a little cup of pain pills. "Here," He pushes the glass towards him, but the Captain doesn't so much as blink.
"I still don't get it." He mutters, and Beckman rolls his eyes, sitting down at the edge of the bed.
"Get what, Captain?"
"Why he—he got so mad, Beck, I…" He trails off, finally putting down the poster with a groan. "I don't understand."
"I couldn't tell you any more than I could the last hundred times you've spoken about it, Captain." He picks up the glass and shoves it into his hands. "Now drink this. You'll thank me tomorrow."
He takes it, although Beckman knows from experience he probably isn't actually going to finish it. "I miss him."
"I'm aware, Captain."
"Should I try sending him a letter again? He might just get mad at me again like last time…"
"I don't know, Captain."
"What if I…sent him a gift or something with it? He always loved treasure. We have treasure, right?"
"Sure, Captain."
"But he'd probably just throw it out anyway…or take the treasure and burn a letter." He moans, dropping back into the blankets. Beckman just barely keeps the glass from spilling all over his bed. "I just want to talk to him again!"
"I know, Captain."
The Captain goes quiet now, and at last Beckman senses he's ready to fall asleep. He sighs, getting up and setting the still full glass back on the table. "Do I need to leave a bucket for you, Captain?"
"…no."
"Good." He heads for the door, leaving the Captain to roll around with his usual drunken lamentations. He's nearly out when he hears the soft ruffle of paper, and turns around to see the wanted poster drift from his hands and down to the floor. The cackling, sinister smile of Emperor Buggy the Clown grins up from the spot on the old wood floor of Shanks' cabin.
Beckman sighs again, walking back to pick it up and open the drawer to put it back in its place. The Captain snores, and Beckman turns back for the door, blowing out the lamp and shutting it behind him. It looks like he'll just have to deal with the whining about his headache come morning.
Lwk my first post on tumblr and I need to show how much I love drawing female buggy and I guess female shanks. Oh and I fucking hate drawing that fuckass cross on buggy’s face, I’m not capable on doing that.
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