Bloody Scythes

An indie RP blog for Killer from One Piece. Multiship and Multi-Fandom friendly M!A: None Tracking: killersolider

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@trafalgar-bleedingheart-law

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@trafalgar-bleedingheart-law :D

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Sexy butts

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BOO

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IC GAME OF CARDS AGAINST HUMANITY.

Coz muses need some CAH love too

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[zulka-arts]

Working on Killer’s bodycanon

Basically, he’s a hairy beast who’s built like a wall; his belly protrudes a little because muscular and genuinely strong men have rather large fronts. 

Most references were from looking at World’s Strongest Man.

[killer-soldier]

happy bday

Thank you stranger!! Xxxx-Hugs-

[killer-soldier]

How's the sex slave managing without their master? XD

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[killer-soldier | onboardcaramel] AnimeCon AU

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A large grin broke out over his face as the woman seemingly played along with their little roleplay. Scooping her up under the arms, Killian swept her around before the woman was allowed back on her feet, a hand caressing the side of her toned cheek. “I really missed you.” A couple of passerbys took this opportunity to capture their moment together, the sound of cameras snapping around them. 

Giving this stranger a tender cheek on the forehead to keep up with the act, ‘Simba’ smiled warmly. “Timon and Pumbaa dragged me away for a bug eating contest”

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Swept off her feet, Emil laughed at the top of her lungs. She had no idea who this man was, but she’s already liked him. He seemed amusing. “I missed you too, Simba.” Closing her eyes, the woman moved closer and climbed on tiptoes to reach his jawline with her lips.

Resting her hands on the man’s hairy chest, Emil offered him a warm, loving look, encouraged and entertained by the crowd around. “I still don’t understand how you can enjoy those bugs so much. I’ll always prefer a zebra.” ‘Nala’ pursed her lips and narrowed eyes, giving her ‘lover’ a suspicious look. “You’ve  cleaned your mouth, haven’t you?” For a brief moment, Emil wondered how far this man could go with this play.

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Giving out a nervous chuckle, ‘Simba’ nodded towards his queen. “Yes, I promise I have! See” He grinned and bore his teeth towards the woman, giving out a small chuckle as he squeezed her sides. This was a rather amusing encounter for both of them. Leaning down towards her, the man rubbed his nose gently against hers in an affectionate manner, the red wig tickling the sides of his cheeks.

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The Witch Hunt [Knight!Killer & Witch!Emil]

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The man took another slurp through the straw and glared at the women through his mask as they made pouted faces back. “they’re annoying me, and their perfume is making me nose itch” the blonde frowned more as they made inappropriate gestures his way, trying to gain his interest; but it was all for nought.

Leaning back into the couch, the Witch Hunter glanced over at the woman behind him and gained an idea that was a bit farfetched but adequate. Lifting his arm, he wrapped the strong appendage around Emils shoulders and pulled her close against his frame, leaning down whilst pushing his helmet up to look from a certain angle as though they were kissing; thankfully, they weren’t but if it would get his unwanted audience to leave, and this stranger seemed tame enough to not cause him issues.

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Oh the irony, the witch hunter turning to a witch for a favor. Emil was tempted to reveal her secret to him, only to see his reaction. 

The woman lifted one hand. To the audience, it could look as if she was cupping his cheek, but in fact: Emil placed thumb on his chin to make sure the small distance between their lips won’t shorten any more. “You know…” she whispered loud enough only for him to hear her, “I like to kiss, but if I wanted to taste alcohol, I would go to the bar. It’s you, who makes my nose itch.”

Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer. That was the only reason, why Emil hadn’t punched this man in the gut.

“You’re in luck, I almost finished my drink.” Patting his cheek a little, Emil smiled. “I’ll leave soon and you can leave with me.”

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Killer nodded and pulled away from the acting session. “Apologies” He muttered. Despite the alcohol being in his system, the blonde wasn’t drunk, merely merry. Whilst one and lingered on her thigh to keep the play up for the women that had now removed their attention, Killer attempted to make idle chit chat with this stranger who he had just practically molested.

“So, what is your name if I may ask?”

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Gotten down and dirty [Werewolf AU]

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Her teeth that ever so slightly brushed over his neck, cause his skin to prickle and hair raise, the action was rather ticklish. But no sooner had he felt the buzz was she lying on his chest, fingers shifting and fluttering through his golden chest hair; both their breathing had steadied to a normal pace.

“Very tired, but I didn’t want to miss out on this opportunity.”

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Rising and falling on his chest as his steady breathing went, Emil toyed with his hair. If someone saw her almost hairless body and his hairy self and knew one of them was a werewolf, they surely wouldn’t pick her.

“I’m glad you didn’t miss it.” Smirking, the woman rose on her arms and moved up to brush her sore lips against his. “Take a rest then. I’ll finish my work downstairs.”

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Before the woman could leave though, he pulled her into another deep and slow kiss, lips moving over hers in a lazy rhythm as hands gently swam over her soft skin. And then she was gone; lying in an immense tired state on the now messy bed, Killer gave out a soft chuckle at the heat that the furs gave out from their vigorous activities and his body ached a little, but in a good way.

Soon, he slipped into sleep.

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[killer-soldier | onboardcaramel] AnimeCon AU

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Fully dressed up in his gear, Killian sat happily beside his best friend, sipping at the juice in his glass and giving out a muttered sigh towards the constant itching. “I did tell you not to get the wig from that shop - they’re low quality.” But his comment was ignored with a huff from the ‘Gajeel’; Kidd knew Killian was right after all, he just hated to be reminded.

The convention surely was interesting, all kinds of colours and people, dressed up, laughing; Killian fully remembered why he enjoyed such places like this and it brought a smile to his face until his attention was distracted drug to the woman that Kidd called ‘Nala’. Impressive, Killian had believed he was the only one dressed up as a fictional character from ‘The Lion King’ but low and behold, there stood a woman made up in a traditional tribal outfit much like him to portray his partnered lioness. With an amused smile, the man strode over to the woman and patted her shoulder. “Ah, it’s so good to see you again Nala”

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Nibbling a pocky, Emil walked along the path. Her eyes jumped from one costume to another one. She enjoyed the shapes, smiled at quality of some and giggled at how ridiculous some were, always imagining what colors they actually were.

So far, she had seen only a handfull of Disney cosplays and only one of them was from the Lion King: Rafiki, who had told her she would met someone important today. Chuckling at this memory, Emil felt a pat on the shoulder.

Upon swirling around, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped for a while. Simba! This crazy monkey was true! Could it be the old man had already see this guy?

“Simba?” Her face brightened with a huge smile and joyful sparks in eyes. It looked like this man decided to go with a bit of a roleplay. “Simba!” Laughing, Emil bumped into the stranger, giving him a quick hug. “Where have you been?”

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A large grin broke out over his face as the woman seemingly played along with their little roleplay. Scooping her up under the arms, Killian swept her around before the woman was allowed back on her feet, a hand caressing the side of her toned cheek. “I really missed you.” A couple of passerbys took this opportunity to capture their moment together, the sound of cameras snapping around them. 

Giving this stranger a tender cheek on the forehead to keep up with the act, ‘Simba’ smiled warmly. “Timon and Pumbaa dragged me away for a bug eating contest”

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[killer-soldier | onboardcaramel] AnimeCon AU

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Sipping his drink, Kid glared at the passing crowd and cursed the non-alcohol policy during convents and couldn’t wait to finally get his hands on the booze he was going to get soon.

The man made sure one of the multiple metal buttons sticked to his nose as it should, before scrathing the side of his head. The Gajeel wig looked awesome, but it was itching like hell.

Annoyed, Kid glanced at his friend. Drinking his juice though a straw - a habit Kid couldn’t really understand - Killian seemed at ease in his Lion King cosplay.

With an annoyed snarl, Kid looked away. His eyes widened a bit at the sight of a woman in an attire similar to the one he had just seen. A smirk curled up his lips.

“Hey, Simba.” He pointed at the woman on the other side of the road. “I think I’ve just found Nala. You should go and bang your woman.”

[killer-soldier]

Fully dressed up in his gear, Killian sat happily beside his best friend, sipping at the juice in his glass and giving out a muttered sigh towards the constant itching. “I did tell you not to get the wig from that shop - they’re low quality.” But his comment was ignored with a huff from the ‘Gajeel’; Kidd knew Killian was right after all, he just hated to be reminded.

The convention surely was interesting, all kinds of colours and people, dressed up, laughing; Killian fully remembered why he enjoyed such places like this and it brought a smile to his face until his attention was distracted drug to the woman that Kidd called ‘Nala’. Impressive, Killian had believed he was the only one dressed up as a fictional character from ‘The Lion King’ but low and behold, there stood a woman made up in a traditional tribal outfit much like him to portray his partnered lioness. With an amused smile, the man strode over to the woman and patted her shoulder. “Ah, it’s so good to see you again Nala”

[killer-soldier]

Gotten down and dirty [Werewolf AU]

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Rolled over, Emil briefly wondered, which time it had already been. He had turned her around many times already. “I’m. Gonna. Eat. You.” The women clicked her teeth with each word, inching closer and closer to his neck. Her fangs brushed his skin and she froze for a second.

“Or not.” Falling ontop his hairy chest, Emil snuggled to him, enjoying his warmth. “I may just use you as a pillow. A sweaty and rather hard one, but who cares?” Reaching up, she stroked his cheek. “How was the journey? Aren’t you tired?”

[killer-soldier]

Her teeth that ever so slightly brushed over his neck, cause his skin to prickle and hair raise, the action was rather ticklish. But no sooner had he felt the buzz was she lying on his chest, fingers shifting and fluttering through his golden chest hair; both their breathing had steadied to a normal pace.

“Very tired, but I didn’t want to miss out on this opportunity.”

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Zulka ( killer-soldier ) is a great writer xD

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stfu

you’re so great at writing, you make words ......... dance?

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Gotten down and dirty [Werewolf AU]

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Feeling his lips on the same spot again, Emil snickered, patting the man’s head. “I start to wonder how bad my neck looks so far.” 

Humming, she combed her fingers though his light, long hair. “You sucked it so bad someone could think you’re a vampire. Show your teeth,” the werewolf joked, baring her own teeth. It was a set of perly dentition, only a little sharper than any human being. “Rawr.” Amused, she made a biting motion toward his throat.

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He couldn’t hold down the chuckle that rumbled in his throat, looking down at the woman with tired eyes, lifting his lips to reveal his average set of teeth. “No sharp vampire fangs here” With another deep snicker, Killer pretended to be afraid as Emil leaned towards the skin of his neck, rolling them both over and wiggling like helpless pray beneath her slender form.

“no, don’t eat me! scare monster” He laughed, trying in a futile manner to sound scared.

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Gotten down and dirty [Werewolf AU]

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Keep reading

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Their sweaty skin slid over each other with each movement and breath and the man had to slowly regain his bearings. White blurred his vision and he could have sworn he saw heaven the moment he erupted; after reaching such a high peak, Killer was gradually making his way back down to reality, slipping into a content state of lazy bliss. 

“Damn straight,” the blonde purred, lips kneading at the bruised and mottled skin of her neck, completely unaware of the extra limb in their embrace that quickly disappeared.