#aamaranthine

[draconxs]

@a-musing-mixologist said: Kid VC: Nobody needs to know that. :/ @aamaranthiine said: Thea pressing the bottom button like a cat would put its paws on something it shouldnt.

He wants to say something mean so bad but he doesn't want to get drawn into anyone's pace especially the youngsters.

[ravarui]

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Thea wrapping Shamrock in caution / do not approach tape.

Send “⚠️” plus a warning label for my muse. Accepting @aamaranthiine

Technically not that wrong. A god should always be approached with caution.

[ravarui]

"Happy Birthday, Red." Thea snuggling into Shanks' right side, holding a helping of rum cake in one hand and a bottle of liquor wrapped in her long, white tail. "I made cake, Sprout did the frosting." Which was clearly an inexpert smear of frosting but the effort is there!

Birthday Asks Accepting @aamaranthiine

His arm comes around Theas waist immediately and he opens his mouth so she can feed him a piece of the rum cake. His eyes are fixated on the bottle of liquor she's waving around with her tail.

"Really? And I thought he made the cake and you the frosting, you got the same artistic skill." His voice was teasing and he pulled her closer, stealing a kiss from her before waiting for her to feed him another piece of cake.

"You made one for him without alcohol too?" Because there would definitely be a lot of complaining involved if Sprout was denied to have a piece of cake.

[aranea-princeps]

🚢 shoves Ezra at, but also kicks myself to get his crap in order.

Shippity ship

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( what specifically? )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: Suma can be a bit prickly at times but she means well. If Ezra sticks around long enough, he'll wear those walls down and she'll start to show her real self to him.

[naviculariis]

♡ c; for Robin and Lucci, heh.

Send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours [ ACCEPTING!! ]

Robin:

●●○○○ | ATTRACTION

●●●○○ | AFFECTION

●●●●● | INTEREST

●○○○ | LOYALTY

●○○○○ | TRUST

Sorry, Thea; Robin can't bring herself to trust many who were once involved with Crocodile... hypocrite.

Lucci:

○○○○○ | ATTRACTION

○○○○○ | AFFECTION

●●●●● | INTEREST

○○○○○ | LOYALTY

○○○○○ | TRUST

... Run.

[naviculariis]

"Oh, well here you are, I've got a package for you, Sir." The snowy haired woman's voice is dulcet and pretty, her likeness that of a courier judging by the bag slung over a shoulder. Nothing remotely to be concerned about, even as she rolls over three little balls across the table to Lucci. They're compacted bundles of catnip, herbal and crisp to those with keen senses. "Didnt come with any name, just a note of 'enjoy yourself.'" Oh but she's totally bluffing, they come from her and she wants to see what happens to the feline zoan...

ㅤ⠀Brows furrow at the sound of a voice, attention drawn away from the newspaper that Lucci had been reading. ❝And who are you?❞ He asked, voice holding the hint of a threat, untrusting of this… Courier. How odd; had Spandam gotten them a new one after the incident with Jabra and the previous courier? Regardless, his gaze turned to the balls curiously, a hand reaching out-

ㅤ⠀The scent.

ㅤ⠀He sniffed once, twice, before grabbing hold of one of the balls and drawing it closer, pupils dilating. Catnip? Who had sent him- oh, no. Ah, fuck. He couldn't fight the urge even if he'd wanted to, leaning down to rub his cheek against one of the balls. A low, loud rumble sounded from the normally stoic and proud Cipher Pol leader-

ㅤ⠀Rob Lucci was purring.

[naviculariis]

[ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding / for robin

Her head spun. Not literally, that would certainly be quite the feat, but any small movement sent her equilibrium off balance, had hands sprouting from her side to grip the wall as she struggled not to fall over. This was… Certainly a predicament. Swallowing down bile that threatened to rise, Robin grimaced at the floor. Stupid, stupid, stupid; she’d gotten far too ahead of herself, far too comfortable, and now look? Injured, limping her way back. She knew she was concussed; the nausea, the imbalance, the sensitivity to bright lights, the gnawing urge to lay down and close her eyes, to sleep away the pain that radiated through her head.

No, that was the exact opposite of what she needed to do.

Drawing in a shaky breath, she rounded the corner of the inn, her room finally within her sight- when pale hair caught her attention. Ah, Thea. She was still around? She half expected her to be out, exploring in the same manner as she had. She was talking. What was she saying? Something about blood? Oh. Reaching up, she brushed her fingers against the gash in her forehead, her bangs matted with blood, sticking the split skin. 

“Grave robbers,” Robin murmured, lurching towards her door, lest anyone else see her in such a ghastly state. “Splashed water on me. Couldn’... Jus’ used my hands.” The vague gesture she offered revealed that her original hands were scraped and bruising, the knuckles swelling. Pushing open her door, Robin took all of three steps-

Before collapsing.

[naviculariis]

💗 for your Robin and Mihawk w/ Thea. >3

ㅤ⠀❝How interesting. We always have gotten on well...❞

ㅤ⠀❝. . . How peculiar.❞