#dinobrat

[seraphiixa]

@dinobrat​ said:  ☝ for a one liner!

     “You really don’t need to do that... in fact, you probably shouldn’t.”

[calmcorvus]

➤ send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them.

✉ @seraphiixa & anonymous asked : 

🍒 + dinobrat

Oh my gosh! Such a wonderful mun and super fun to talk to at any time about anything! I love the random chats we have. ☺️ Their take on Drake is super interesting and original to me with the whole Generation Brat AU. I think they’ve put a ton of work into their blog and this portrayal and have a lot of passion for it, and it shows through their writing and descriptors, paired with so many great headcanons! I can’t wait to see more of their writing and continue to talk with them in the future!

[shambledsurgeon]

Watching the surgeon with curious grey eyes as he takes out a smallish, brown paper bag, he produces a single piece of bread--less than half a loaf---that looked particularly crunchy. Taking it out of the bag, Drake raised it to his mouth and took a large bite which crunched, loudly. "You dislike bread too?"

Eye’s had already narrowed, watching the younger male approach and stare him down. He’d said nothing meanwhile, just stared at him. That alone had begun to prickle his nerves.

But then

He pulled out that. Bread.

And what’s more, it seemed as if he’d had the idea already that this was something he might not appreciate. And then proceeded to stuff it in his damned face in front of him.

His jaw had stiffened, now his teeth were clenched together.

“And wherever did you get that idea from, brat?”

[bucketfullofocs]

🐾 6u6

Send me a 🐾 & when I reach ten of them, I’ll post a picture of my pet. || @dinobrat

1/10~

[LET THE PET GAMES BEGIN

FOR BEING THE FIRST TO SEND ONE, HAVE A BONUS

He do a blep

[ikkaku-of-heart]

🍒  +  dinobrat

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them.

I absolutely love @dinobrat‘s take on Drake! They’re so creative and really think about all the little aspects of his personality and how they might be different or similar to canon Drake’s and why. That’s the kind of writing/RPing I can’t help but wholeheartedly admire. On top of that, this mun has helped me navigate through my first few weeks of RP by offering bits of advice, letting me bounce ideas off them, chatting with me, and just being a great example for things I needed to learn (like the tagging system).

[chillin-at-partys-bar]

“Thank god you’re breathing.”

SEND MY MUSE “THANK GOD YOU’RE BREATHING.” FOR YOUR MUSE BRINGING THEM BACK FROM NEAR DEATH.

Out of all the ways to go, suffocation was probably the worst one he could imagine. None of the scenarios that came to mind made it a peaceful death. Peaceful death - that he would think he could get one of those was almost laughable. Execution awaited his kind. Death in battle. 

But he never thought this would be one of his ways to go. The details of what landed him here were fuzzy, but hey, he was alive. And this guy had saved him? “Thanks,” he muttered, but he realized his voice was near gone, “What do I owe ya? I got... gold on my ship.” He was as casual with those words as he would be with ordering at a restaurant despite the fact that he still was barely conscious. 

[ikkaku-of-heart]

❝ i don’t want anything to happen to you. ❞

Don’t sentence starters

His words were surprising, but maybe they shouldn’t have been. After all, though he was still one of her captain’s rivals, and he wasn’t the Drake she knew, he was still Drake. Still honorable and unwilling to watch a woman get hurt.

Smiling softly, she stuffed her wrench, screwdriver, and knife into her pockets before turning to face the pensive ginger. “I’ll be fine, Drake. It’s just a Marine base - Law’ll Shambles me in, I’ll fuck up their equipment, and be out in no time. Easy-peasy. Done it plenty of times before. Hell, this one’ll probably have minimal explosions.” She allowed genuine warmth to creep into her voice as she gently squeezed his shoulder. “But thanks for the concern. It means a lot to me.”

[chillin-at-partys-bar]

He'd only ever seen him from a distance and that was during Marineford, so to see him only a couple feet away was strange, but that didn't stop him from drinking his juice. Well ... he had stared for a few moments before returning to his glass, but still. Geez - hopefully he hadn't been obvious.

He couldn’t help but look at the man beside him drinking juice. It wasn’t that he had thoughts about choosing non-alcoholic drinks over alcoholic drinks, but ever since that island years ago and that small boy, there was something about juice that made him grin a bit. 

It may just be the memories of an old pirate, but when everything in the world seems to be on literal and metaphorical fire, it’s those memories that mean the most. 

“How’s your day been, sailor?” he figured he’d extend the proverbial olive branch, seeing as how they both appeared interested enough in each other.