HEAVENLY / DEMON

[joukka]

# JOUKKA : DONQUIXOTE DOFLAMINGO. heavenly demon. ( JOKER . ) from eiichiro oda’s ONE PIECE.   written by vi. CARRD.

AFFILIATED WITH : raindinners. taiixuan.

[joukka]

anyway he's a malignant narcissist who doesn't care about you & never will.

[joukka]

how tf is he gonna sit there in a pink feather coat && brood like that ???

[joukka]

he's walking around on those long legs of his ...

[joukka]

i adore his later design , but pre-ts doffy beloved.......

[seraphynm]

alas he oh so much could've ignored brotherly insistences and make return to sea of documents and annotations to finish redacting for bureucracy's sake, an act of evermild pettiness holy commander still felt unable to commit when holding many a right to —displeasure as barely a scrunch twisting pretty visage and slight roll of red - stricken ambers to follow right 'fore steps would bring him to ultimately comply to window tapping and birdlike perchings of one warlord of a brother, unlocking large frame's shutters so that they'd so easily part open with nary a push of nimble fingers.

" i would if you were actually to use the front door for once. it's not like anyone would have the guts to try and stop you to begin with. " a point proven alongside hint of exasperation as a small sigh, draconic exile easily sliding aside to allow for other half of donquixote's wicked legacy to further slither within office walls rather than remaining standing aghast unconventional entrance of choice, a sigh running free through mauve - roseate lips —scarred hands letting go of parted window's frame to rest idle 'pon hipline's curves. " unless you're actively trying to avoid master tsuru and her earfuls, doffy. "

[joukka]

❛ who , me ? certainly not ! ❜ he says , but it isn't very convincing. that oh so charming grin on his face , shoulders shaking slightly as doflamingo chuckles low. a flurry of pink feathers as the eldest makes his entrance ! the donquixote son is vibrant , warm ― as though the dressrosan sun still heats his skin.

❛ besides ! tsuru - chan loves me like i'm her own son ... ❜ doffy continues , his tone playful. large hands take brother's face , the eldest beginning his inspecting as he always does when they've been apart a while. gaze is hidden from view , but eyes flicker all over his twin in search of damage , new scars. he sighs , seemingly displeased with his findings.

❛ won't you quit playing marine && come home already ? dressrosa is calling for you , roci. ❜

[killedarlingsarchived]

He knew the flamingo's answer before it is even said, yet still he leaves the offer on the table. But Doffy already pulls away and the house of cards comes crashing down before it could even be built. Reaching for his tin, Crocodile procures a cigar to be placed between his teeth just as Doffy resorts to threading his fingers through his hair — both succumbing to their urges.

But the confession gives the reptile pause, for his cigar to remain unlit. Gold hues slide to the corners to observe the flamingo for half a moment, instincts warning him what angle he could be playing at. But the expression upon the flamingo's face says nothing of the sort.

Crocodile places his cigar back into the tin, abandoning it in favor for sitting beside the other warlord. " I didn't know you have one, " he states cautiously after a moment, knowing full well he was entering treacherous waters upon pursuing this conversation. Reaching out, he takes Doffy's hand to guide it from his hair, replacing the space between his fingers with his own. " Where is he? " he asks despite his intuition already knowing the answer.

[joukka]

crocodile pulls his fingers away from his scalp , filling that space in his empty palm && takes the divine's hand in his own. doflamingo's hung head turns to look , those coveted eyes staring down where they touch ― a long pause given , as though he was thinking about something. long , skilled fingers squeeze gently back , a silent acknowledgment of the affection.

❛ i had one ... family is a complicated matter , you know. ❜ doflamingo answers finally , vaguely , but his meaning is clear ― for whatever reason , his twin is gone.

❛ ... i wasn't a very good older brother to him. ❜ it's the only conclusion doflamingo has ever come to about what happened between them. to this day , he wonders if he && rocinante hadn't parted when they did , if things would be different. if he'd still be here. ❛ i don't think he ever forgave me. ❜

[joukka]

The cross guild drama bc croc brought his bf doffy in after doffy lost dressrosa, buggy is terrified of doffy, and mihawk HATES doffy.

[killedarlingsarchived]

A straw in the thinning bundle of his patience snaps, Crocodile about to say that this is exactly why he does not stay — but then the flamingo opens his wings to pull himself close to the reptile, no fear in his body for the fangs that may sink into his feathers. Every muscle in his body tenses, body acting upon instinct to transform into sand as to avoid whatever plan was in motion to make him stay.

But then Doflamingo's plea hits his ears, and the hissing of his body turning to sand ceases. He should go, he should leave, he should not fall for the spoiled brat's little cry of not getting what he wanted because that's not how the world worked. And yet... He reforms. After catching glimpse of the look on the other's face, he reforms his body to continue being held.

He hates the smug smile on Doflamingo's face. But he hates its absence even more.

Nothing is said for a few minutes, only the warm summer breeze rolling through the curtains keeping them from falling into complete silence until, finally, the reptile speaks. " Come with me then. " His hand cradles the back of the other's head, fingers carding through the sandy locks soothingly. " Work for me. Stay with me. "

[joukka]

he wishes that were an option available to him ; that he could take on a new master at whose beck && call he sits. but there are things crocodile just doesn't understand about this world ― && doflamingo doesn't blame him for it. the bird has always been rather secretive about his business dealings , only revealing what he finds to be absolutely necessary , in hopes to entice the reptile into joining the criminal empire he's raised ( it never works. )

❛ i can't. ❜ he chokes out , so weak , && almost frightened when he continues. ❛ ... if i don't produce , he'll kill me. maybe even you. ❜ the dressrosan king pulls away to hold his head in his hands , his normally proud posture bent in defeat. unconsciously those fingers begin to graze once more , searching for a strand out of place that he may pluck.

he says something then that comes as a surprise ; something neither he nor the countless members of his family have ever shared. && when he speaks , the alcohol saturating his system makes itself abundantly clear. ❛ i miss my brother. ❜

[killedarlingsarchived]

Not once does he blink as he watches his thumb disappear into the other's mouth, where he is met with warmth and wetness which only kindles the burning desire in his belly that aims to take the warlord's head and shove it where his mouth could be of more use. But when Doflamingo speaks, Crocodile draws in a breath as he is pulled from the haze of his predacious instincts.

" I've already extended my stay enough as is, brat, " he exhales, his words almost reluctant upon their delivery as if given different circumstances, he would have agreed. " Some of us have businesses to run. We can't all spend our days lounging about in the sun, drinking margaritas until we forget every bad thing we've ever done. "

He's leaned in closer now — Crocodile lifting the glasses from the other's face and placing them atop his golden hair, using the moment to take in every one of his features before a small smile appears on his own. " But, be good, and I'll give you a gift before I go. "

[joukka]

❛ ... actually it's sangria ― ❜ doflamingo stops himself from going any further , knowing that will only irritate his reptile further.

that tight feeling returns to his chest , a shiver like someone had dumped cold water down his back. that isn't the answer he wanted to hear. donquixote isn't sure why he feels such dread at the thought of crocodile leaving ― though it brings some memories flooding back ( no more than a note left behind in his twin's wake. )

glasses are pulled from his face && set atop his sandy head , no longer able to hide that desperate expression on his face. so instead he dives in to wrap his arms around the other man && cling to him ; an action seeming so uncharacteristic of doflamingo. perhaps there really is something heavy weighing on his mind.

❛ please. ❜ it's spoken lowly , a longing in his voice now undeniable. what is it he's so afraid of ? ❛ don't leave me. ❜

[joukka]

Doffy is brought into the polycule bc he's dating croc but Mihawk can't stand him and buggy is terrified of him

[killedarlingsarchived]

A sense of dominance surges through his body the second Doffy's head tilts into his touch, into his hand that so easily could desiccate the little bird into nothing if he so wanted. Crocodile doesn't — he should, but he doesn't. Instead, he allows his thumb to caress the other's bottom lip, feeling it brush against the pad of his digit when he speaks.

" . . . You may. " Ask, that is. Doesn't mean he'll do whatever it is he wants of him. But for now, Doflamingo has what very few receive: his attention.

[joukka]

fuck. there's that feeling again ― the one that has him parting his lips , closing over the other man's thumb && giving the digit a tantalizing suck. doflamingo's head tips so shades may slide down his nose && reveal mismatched eyes , the look in them one of longing. he pulls off the finger with a pop , his tone desperate when he speaks.

❛ don't go. ❜ there it is. the thing that's weighed heavy on his mind the past few days. crocodile is due to leave this country tomorrow ― && as the end of this visit approaches , the flamingo finds himself plucking in an attempt to sooth. ❛ stay here in dressrosa with me. ❜

[joukka]

I have dofuwani on my brain .......

[killedarlingsarchived]

Hand adorned in jewel encrusted rings grips tight a tanned jaw to keep steady beneath his scrutinizing gaze, Crocodile huffing at the defensiveness in the other's tone. " If you keep plucking, you'll have no feathers left, " he scolds, about to shove the flamingo's stupid face away and be done with the conversation because why would he care what Doflamingo does, but his grip slackens and his palm opens to instead rest upon an equally tanned cheek. " Something's on your mind. "

[joukka]

when crocodile touches him , it burns. a heat radiating from the man's palm that has the ever ingenuine doflamingo leaning into it , in a manner most genuine. it makes him nervous. && his hand wraps around the other's wrist in search of something to cling to. because , try as he does to deny , crocodile makes him feel better.

❛ ... can i ask something selfish of you ? ❜

[joukka]

Do you guys think kaido and doffy ever hooked up.....

[joukka]

what can be heard is a soft tapping upon the window , a light sound in order to gain rocinante's attention. though brother dearest doesn't seem all too thrilled to see the elder perched outside of his window , glaring through the glass at doflamingo's grinning face. eventually @taiixuan opens up of course , && the warlord is quick to slip inside without an invitation.

❛ fufufufu ... you could look happier to see me , you know. ❜ though he doesn't seem particularly bothered either way.

[joukka]

❛ it's nothing. ❜ he mumbles dismissively , a hand lifting to touch at the thinning patch of hair that most CERTAINLY was not there only two days ago. @killedarlings looks at him with that frustrated expression that seems so at home upon his features. doflamingo is keeping secrets from him once again. ❛ ... what ? ❜