Rob Lucci

Indie canon divergent Rob Lucci from One Piece ((Icon art by Trashyscarface))   

[spottedsoftpaws]

a sorry

a sorry from me, Cid, the mun behind Lucci. Which I will put under a read more, since some heavy stuff happened and not everyone likes to read that.

before that, I will try to come back soon to Lucci, just that my head ain’t working as I am used too… 

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[spottedsoftpaws]

// back from my two weeks in Finnland and with that being with my cutie.

// aside of a week of work x.x I need more free days!

// but yah, do plan to be more active soon, sorry again for rolling so suddenly out here

[spottedsoftpaws]

a sorry

a sorry from me, Cid, the mun behind Lucci. Which I will put under a read more, since some heavy stuff happened and not everyone likes to read that.

before that, I will try to come back soon to Lucci, just that my head ain’t working as I am used too... 

Where to start? Maybe with the start itself.

I knew already that I was slightly depressive, I am used to it and didn’t mind it much aside from sometimes having trouble to sleep. Aaaaand a tiny bit aggressive while driving. *coughs* v.v°

Said depression raised to middle heavy from those three steps, thanks to my little brother dying last November. We tried to get him back, but all of our efforts and from the docs didn’t worked. I thought I would be able to work on this myself, not going to a psychologist and just skribbling stuff out. 

Don’t need to explain, it didn’t worked. After a panic attack I found out the raising of my depression, MONTHS later. Yeah I am a slow one with such stuff and kinda like a small dog biting something and not letting go till its to late. ^^°

When I heard a dear friend of mine, dying of brain cancer, it hit me hard. So hard that I finally made my step to get help. Which includes medication that makes my brain lesser “full” but on the other side lesser... Productive? Just some weeks ago we had to hear of my seed givers (the one that I once called papa) sudden death. Just the fucking exactly same way as my little brother.

I am done with seeing dear ones around me die of such things and so sudden. And kinda sad that I can’t ever speak with my seed giver again to maybe call him papa one more time.

So yeah... Sorry for dropping such a bomb on you all here. I am going on vacation for two weeks to my girlfriend, after this I will try to get more active again! If you all want, feel free to contact me on my personal account @cidsin​ :)

[spottedsoftpaws]

Lucci has appeared! What to do?

Fuck

Cuddle

Throw Salt

Kill

[spottedsoftpaws]

Cracked Cement: Are they adept at using technology of any kind or do they typically need help with it?

Stonework Headcanons

@themercsadventures

A blink, then a huff before he answers. “Pretty adept I dare say.” are his words as he leans back into his chair. “Would not be helpful to work on a mission and not understand the technology you might need to use them, right?”

His thoughts do go to a certain mutt and his group once more, a shake of his head following. Even his other self, the one with prostheses, is pretty adept in using technology.

[spottedsoftpaws]

Sapphire Depths: Do they prefer to think ahead or to leap right in and wing things?

Stonework Headcanons

@redlips-blooddrops-deux

“Plan ahead.” he answers right away, it was what he was used to. “At least if we can manage, there are sometimes people that make it hard to plan ahead properly.”

Like a certain mutt that seemed to finish just 50/50 of his missions properly.

“Must say, there are moments where I do enjoy to just leap in and wing things as we need them.” a slight unnerving smirk shows on his lips.

[spottedsoftpaws]

[ Amazonite Shade: Are they pessimistic, optimistic or somewhere in the middle? Was there anything that happened to them in their life that caused them to think in this way? ]

Stonework Headcanons

@despairforme

This is a question to make him think more, what would he place himself in? Optimistic? Pessimistic? Not really into one of those, he was simply doing his job, right?

“Neither of them.” he then answers, rubbing his neck slightly. “You are not allowed to start thinking pessimistic or optimistic, so you don’t even learn to think that way when you are in the middle of your mission.” he remembers some kids that had not been able to shove that thinking aside.

“It will kill you if you are distracted by either of those. Thought I remember the mutt saying that he seems to put me into optimistic.” a chuckle follows. Wasn’t his fault if he knew pretty good that he was always the winner in their fights.

Something he wouldn’t say, he was simply pretty full of himself to win a fight. To not being able to lose, even if future/past proved this wrong by now.

[spottedsoftpaws]

//Rosy Fog: What are their immediate views on romantic love?

Stonework Headcanons

@worldsmostdangerous

He takes his sweet time in answering it, reading the question again before a sigh leaves his lips.

“Troublesome.” is the first words that slip them. “Very troublesome when you have someone clinging to you in the middle of a mission.” it follows, then he rubs his head slightly.  “Otherwise it is something I don’t have much experience in.” he looks up slightly over the glasses he wears. “So can’t give you much of an answer, it may end in me even being one of those annoying clingy people. Who knows?” his thoughts go to one person, glancing aside as he thinks of the older one. Going for a meal somewhere? Not really a possibility with both their positions.

“It’s troublesome.” he growls frustrated. “When you are known, people won’t even let you have such a time with someone you want to have it!” so yes he wants to have such a time, but how? Not a possibility for them two so easily.

[spottedsoftpaws]

"What's it like? Serving justice? Being on the "right" side of the world? Fufufu, is the view beautiful?"

@tenyxshx

Amber eyes look up the pink disaster, he didn’t like this one, but he respected that he was not a dumb pirate. A shame he had fallen from his former glory to become one. On the other side, he didn’t want to think over how it would be to work for this one.

“A very beautiful one yes. Decreasing the earth of the scum that doesn’t follow it, gives one a very good feeling too.” he smirks slightly, it was the answer people awaited from him, that they wished to hear from the perfect killer of the CP9. No now CP0.

[starlitmemes]

A series of headcanon asks to delve more in-depth with what makes the muses tick! Questions range from the obscure to the obvious so as to dig further into a muse’s life and habits.

Be sure to specify muses for multi-muse blogs!

Coral Fragments: How well does your muse deal with stress? Do they do anything in particular to help them deal with it, and if so what do they do? 

Rosy Fog: What are their immediate views on romantic love?

Rosy Haze: Do they react well when they develop feelings for someone and if not why?

Rosy Touch: How do they show affection nonverbally? Are they likely to show affection with their words as well?

Apatite Chatter: Are they the friendly sort or do they prefer to let others start off interactions with them?

Apatite Tic: Does your muse have any sort of verbal tics or impediments?

Garnet Shadows: Is your muse apt to stab someone in the back in any way? If so, would they admit to doing so or would they lie to cover it up?

Garnet Shine: How devoted are they to their loved ones? Would this devotion delve into the obsessive side?

Garnet Core: What sorts of things would they be willing to do for friends? For family? For their significant other(s)?

Amethyst Terrors: Are their nights plagued with past memories or nightmares in general? What do they usually entail if so?

Amethyst Calm: How do they usually sleep, in what position? Do they like plenty of pillows, blankets and/or plush toys?

Makeshift Stone: What does their internet search history usually include? Are there any parts of their searches that they’re embarrassed by?

Cracked Cement: Are they adept at using technology of any kind or do they typically need help with it?

Brickwork Shadows: Is your muse good with their hands, or do they tend to be fairly clumsy?

Sapphire Depths: Do they prefer to think ahead or to leap right in and wing things?

Sapphire Beacon: What kinds of things inspire your muse and does your muse tend to inspire others?

Selenite Pillars: Does your muse think they’re mentally or physically strong? Is this belief true or only something the muse believes to be true?

Aventurine Calling: Do they believe in luck? If so, would they consider themselves lucky or unlucky?

Fluorite Cloud: If they had the opportunity, would they prefer to know what’s going to happen in the future or not? Why?

Fluorite Bearings: How strongly do they listen to their intuition? Is their intuition usually correct or incorrect?

Peridot Ghosts: What kind of things get them frazzled or anxious? Do they tend to handle them well or get swept up in the moment?

Moonstone Luster: Are there are any items they own that have sentimental value to them?

Diamond Kiss: What kind of clothing and accessories do they prefer to wear? Are there are any particular reasons outside of general comfort that they like wearing these?

Coal Dust: Can they withstand manual labor? Do they avoid manual labor as much as possible, and if so, why?

Prehnite Memory: How good is their memory? Has it always been like this or did something happen to make it this way?

Bismuth Hue: Are they sickly or get sick often?

Bismuth Aid: What sort of medication, if any do they have to take, if any? Do they refuse to take it, forget to take it, or do they prefer to keep on it?

Quartz Cluster: What kind of textures (e.g. silky, rough, slick, etc) do they prefer?

Jade Ambition: How ambitious is your muse and what are their current goals? To what ends will they go to to make those wishes a reality?

Jade Gain: How well do they manage their money?

Amazonite Comfort: What sorts of things bring your muse comfort in trying times? Are there any habits they have when things get difficult to help cope?

Amazonite Shade: Are they pessimistic, optimistic or somewhere in the middle? Was there anything that happened to them in their life that caused them to think in this way?

Topaz Storm: Is your muse the creative type in any way? How do they usually express their creativity?

Topaz Tears: Do they have any sort of outlet they use as a means to cope (e.g. writing, drawing, playing music, etc.)? How’d they get into it if they do?

Topaz Calling: Do they have anything that they have natural talent in? If so do they enjoy doing it or is it something they tend to forget about?

Ruby Craze: Are they a passionate person or do they tend to be more down-to-earth?

Ruby Light: Are they the sort to wear their heart on the sleeve? If not, why?

Citrine Focus: Are they able to multi-task or do they prefer to keep at one thing at a time?

Opal Wonder: How big is their imagination? Do they tend to share these ideas or keep them to themselves?

Opal Sky: Do they tend to get lost in their own thoughts/daydreams?

[spottedsoftpaws]

❥ - A rough kind of holding him back, who knows what kind of job Lucci has to do that he needs to do this step. Even if it might blow his cover. (maybe? Maybe not? up to you would tend to before timeskip :))

priszma beantwortet:

Touch Starved Prompt

❥ - rough, violent, or dominant touch, such as gripping the back of their neck, holding them down, shoving them into a wall, digging their nails into them, grabbing their jaw, etc

He’d nearly reacted in an unprofessional away–in a manner that was hardly befitting of a businessman of his caliber–only to be suddenly, roughly, held back by an individual that he did not know. The rage was still burning within him, but it had lessened to much more manageable levels because of this stranger’s sudden action which had prevented him from making a mistake.

McDougal… Ah, yes, Mr. McDougal was a valuable client no matter how much his incessant bragging, roving eye, and stomach churning smile all made him little more than a buzzing insect in his ear–one that he was always hard pressed not to squash flat. It was a pity, really as he would’ve been doing the entire world a favor to get rid of such trash, but it would be an opportunity for another time.

The moment he stepped out of line, however, McDougal would be little more than a memory, and for now, that suited Colt just fine.

Though, now that the first matter could be set aside, there left this stranger to be dealt with and while there was some small ounce of begrudging … appreciation … for being stopped from gutting that vile worm once and for all, to touch Colt without his explicit permission infuriated him. It was this fury and begrudging appreciation that momentarily butted heads as Colt took a moment to consider his response.

It had been a while since anyone had dared to touch him in such a rough manner which brought back memories that he would rather continue to forget. For that reason alone

“Get your hands off me,” the tall blonde replied in a frosty tone of voice that reached his eyes. “I’m fine.” The fact that he hadn’t asked for the brunet’s help when unsaid, but was heavily implied. He was well within his right to give the man this much of a tongue lashing and honestly, it was really hardly nothing.

Exploring the city slowly a bit more, making sure to know every corner, every little side street that is hidden for normal people that didn’t live here for many years. He needed to know for his job right now, needed the knowledge to gain more to finish it as fast as possible.

That was if there wasn’t someone about to pick a fight with one of those he had to work with. It was just one of the customers of his new workplace, but he needed to make sure the deal would go and not suddenly fade away.

Which meant as well, to grab the arm of the person that was pouring out so much rage, so much anger and killing intense, that it was impossible to not see it. At least for someone like him, who was used to hide his own feelings pretty good, who normally worked as a killer. If that one was more his height, he would have preferred the shoulder instead of the arm. But with how tall this blond was, he had no other chance to go for that.

Maybe, just maybe, he used a tad bit to much force there, cause the eyes that looked at him seemed not to appreciate it. While he waited, making sure this near exploding one, was settling down his anger a bit more. Making sure he would be able to hold himself back once again, as he heard the voice. A slight smirk shows on his lips, amusement some might say. Fucking teasing ass, some others might say to this, as he slowly let go of the others arm. “That’s good.” he simply says then, the hand moving to the pocket of his pants once more. Wearing something simpler, just like the people that lived in this city, on this island.

He hold back another comment on this, but the smirk on his lips didn’t fade away.

[spottedsoftpaws]

pilawforhire​:

continued from here || @spottedsoftpaws

His back slammed against the wall, his thievish fingers grasped Lucci’s coat, tugging Lucci close, his lips robbing Lucci of his breath, desperation spurring the hasty kiss, Lucci’s growl in protest selfishly ignored. Hastiness aside, for the benefit of the well-dressed gentleman, Law put some passion into the kiss while he used Lucci’s body as cover, obscuring themselves in the shadows of the dimly lit street. His already palpitating heart, excited from the chase, hammered fiercely in his chest, further stimulated by their kiss. Adrenaline coursed through his blood.

The footsteps of his pursuers came and went. Law felt Lucci’s teeth biting him and drew back, mildly breathless, raising his brows wryly. Under different circumstances, without two dangerous men hot on his tail, he would have delighted in the noise the stranger made, the deep growl that sounded alluring to his ears. 

“Shh,” Law shushed Lucci, lifting a finger to press lightly against Lucci’s lips. Law flashed an arch smile that suggested he regretted nothing, even if Lucci appeared displeased. “Was it not obvious enough what the ‘fucking hell’ I thought was doing?” Law asked, cocking an eyebrow. “Shall I do it again?” A teasing half-smile flickered on his face, before he pushed Lucci aside, to peer down the street behind him. The coast looked clear, his pursuers nowhere in sight. Law patted Lucci’s chest with mock sympathy. 

“Don’t be too upset? I didn’t steal your first kiss, did I?” His expression was unapologetic. Law’s criminal credentials typically involved the theft of a number of things, and he was happy to add ‘a first kiss’ to the list. “I meant no harm. It’s just, you were the first person I saw, and you were there, and I was in a bit of a pinch, and you were looking rather attractive,” he explained matter-of-factly, as though somehow he didn’t have a choice in the matter. Law scrutinised Lucci, looking him over, and suppressed the thought to kiss him again. 

Having made up his mind, Law stepped towards Lucci’s side, and put a hand on Lucci’s shoulder. “How about I buy you a drink, or accompany you a while, to make up for it?” Law asked, nonchalantly. “The streets are rife with crime at night,” he said, dropping his hand back to his side. “I can make sure nothing bad happens to you - well, nothing worse than that abrupt kiss and my company, perhaps?” He figured it was best he stuck with Lucci for a while, just in case. “Do you have a name, to go with that attractive face?”

He was baffled to say it easy, feeling the finger on his lips. Trying to ease him to silence in such a way. Was this damn guy trying to make him feel like a cute little woman that he could move around his finger? The growl nearly came again over his lips, but this time he hold it back. Instead, angry amber eyes were resting on the other, slightly smaller one. Hearing the mocking, he just slowly tilted his head a bit, waiting for what else might come before he would snap at him.

Wait, be patient, treat him just like the customers you work with. He reminded himself, treating his own anger to be more and more silent. To stop in bubbling up in him, to hide it.

The eyes that look at the other now are colder than before, slowly following the movements of him. The hand that is laying on his shoulder as if looking at a distasteful bug. About to raise his own hand, to shove that one aside, when he realized that Law was moving his away again. “How about you go your way and I go mine.” the voice is colder as well by now, not giving in to the sweet words that Law tries there. Seems this one needs much more than this playful way.

“I am not interested in a guy that is acting like an overgrown child.” he gives him more to chew on, over what he thought so far over this guy that simply used him as a shield. “Maybe you grow some balls first before you take on someone that you can’t even handle alone.” with that he turns away from Law, about to go his way again.

[haigidal]

One Piece - Rob Lucci

I draw his hair too shine…?

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[spottedsoftpaws]

THREE STRENGTHS

Body Movement:  You like to move, dance, wiggle, walk, and swim. You are likely good at sports, and you have good fine motor skills. You may enjoy taking things apart and putting them back together. Incorporating body movement into your learning will help you process and retain information better. Here are some ideas.

Nature: You are sensitive to nature and environment. You probably know the names of rocks, flowers, birds, and trees. You love to be outdoors. Here are some ways to use your nature intelligence in your learning:

Musical: You like the rhythm and sound of language. You like poems, songs, and jingles. You enjoy humming or singing along with music. You probably remember things well when they are associated with music or rhythm. Try to incorporate sounds into your lessons, such as using a familiar tune, song, or rap beat to teach spelling rules, or to remember words in a series for a test. Here are some other ways to use your musical intelligence:

tagged by: grabbed from @worldsmostdangerous​

tagging: (who has not done this yet :)) late to the party)

[codedredalert]

more secretary!lucci now feat. scandalised paulie hurridly buttoning his shirt before the wind blows it open

[spottedsoftpaws]

// Random character question! What's Lucci's worst childhood memory?

@pilawforhire

The worst is something he can hardly remember at all. A pair of eyes, amber eyes like his, looking at him. Taste of blood, the smell of it in the air around his tiny hands.

Teeth that show through the dark and fluid around it, a soft smile that has a kind of creepy picture.

Kind of like a bad old dream that sometimes comes back and he wakes up with a very bad mood from this. He has a guess on who that person was but won’t bring it up to any person so easily.

[slijmtijd]

rob lucci 🌿

[spottedsoftpaws]

// Random character question! Has Lucci ever had his heart broken?

@pilawforhire

Not really, it would more be the other way if it comes to his canon self. Thanks to having to wear masks and go undercover, you bet he had here or there even a relationship. One that he surely dumped once the mission is over, hardly feeling bad or sad in the end.

It does happen kinda in one of the Au verses, in his modern verse where he had met a certain Organisation Leader before ways parted. Thought as stubborn as he is, he never told this one over his feelings, since he knows very well that this was simply a playtime thing for the other.