#canda garza

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Did someone say “Sweater Weather”?

Canda’s favorite weather.

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The Mini Mitsu Protection squad were not the most forgiving folks, considering they consisted of an Admiral, an awesome and super cool cyborg, and one very angry Puppy. And of course the chef of the New Soul Pirates, Canda Garza, though none of them could quite figure out why he was there. 

The mysterious person who had harassed the small child lay in a broken and bloody heap Borsalino standing on his back while Franky readied his RADICAL BEAM. Marimo, the tiny puppy, was chewing rather angrily at the person’s foot, tearing almost entirely into their skin. Meanwhile Canda was simply standing back with Mitsu, trying to protect the rather angry child who was shouting angrily at the pervert who had attacked her. 

After the offender was reduced to effectively ashes Borsalino picked her up, praising her for how well she handled the situation. Marimo was happily trotting along beside them, wagging his tail even as a bit of cloth still hung from his teeth. Throughout the whole walk back Franky kept trying to cheer Mitsu up and assure her it would never happen again. The only one still unsettled was Canda, who was very much unsure of whether or not the girls father should really be praising her for being so bloodthirsty. Still, he thought it better not to ask, and resolved to simply make the girl a few cookies when they got back.

((Mun things: yes I totally gave up on Franky. I couldn’t do it. I tried. I like how everything else turned out well enough. But I just.... couldn’t do Franky. Also yeah I drew this because of the anon from before. It helped.))

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Canda doodle sorry I drew such a scared boi @ask-offduty-borsalino PS: tumblr app won’t let me open my asks. >:/

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@ask-theheartfusion

Gem asks 0/5!

(First comic strip! Woot! You didn’t specify so I just used my regular two, Alex and Canda.  This was fun to do!)

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Canda: [In a crowd and can’t find the rest of the crew.]

Canda: [Uses hands as a megaphone] CANDA SUCKS!

From the crowd, many distinct yells of disagreement are heard before the crew and other familiar people appear.

Canda: [sweatdrop] Well, found them... and some.

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“I have never actively sought to murder someone till now.  Not even a day with this bitch and Canda has hold himself up in my room; he was originally in the kitchen, hiding in one of his nap compartments, till the Celestial blobfish found him.  Abby is a wonderful woman, bless her heart, and she would murder the man right now if he wasn’t on the Moaning Hydra; doesn’t want us to take the fall of a dragon killing.

Any of our allies want to take Canda for a while?  His anxiety is extremely high with this piece of shit here and just leaving my room can get him tearing up and shaking almost instantly.  He needs to be out of this environment for a while.  Please, we’d be immensely thankful to you.”

@ask-the-fringeheads @ask-the-hopeful-ones @ask-lucky-pirates

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Three Days of Marriage

Canda was beet red, his face literally glowing with the warmth of his blush as he stared down at the ground.  Hands clasped in front of him, he twiddled his thumbs in nervousness, a ring glinting in the sunlight... or the glow from his blush.

“S-So... Um... n-now that we’re m-m-m-married,” his blush seemed to glow brighter at the word marriage.  “W-we have to s-settle on a h-h-h-home, right? I l-live on a s-ship, so it m-might not be i-ideal. D-Do you have a h-h-h... a p-place of r-residence?”

God he felt so nervous; he was excited to be married to the Admiral, but he also was afraid of messing this up.  If he messed up this marriage, the admiral might attack his family out of spite, hospitality be damned.  His hands clenched tighter together, his trembling growing worse with each anxious thought.

What if he didn’t live up to the admiral’s standards?  What if he wasn’t interesting enough?  What if the scars he bore were disgusting?  What if he was unable to make him happy?  What would happen if he was useless?

His eyes clenched shut, the trembling in his body slowly growing worse with each passing second; what if he was useless?  Tears pricked the corners of his eyes; what if he was useless?  The air seemed to thicken, making it harder for him to breath; what if he was useless?  He bit his lip to try and keep any sobs from escaping him; wHaT iF I Am UsElEsS?

@ask-offduty-borsalino

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Trainer Canda would like to battle!  Canda sent out a very angry Chinchou!

Canda in Pokemon / Oct 1

((Starting today, I’ll be doodling these guys in different universes for October.  Something fun for me to do and destress with.))