#fierylegacy

[devilofthecresentisle]

@fierylegacy​ from here

♠❙— Ack! He was caught! He hid behind the closest tree, peeking out carefully as he saw her looking right at him. "T-that was a test! Got it!? Y-you passed.. a-anyway, just make sure to pay for those apples if you pick 'em! Alright?!" So much for trying to look tough..

“A test hm? Well good to know I passed! You almost had me for a while there, just watch for sticks and dry leaves, that’s what gave you away.” She turned to fully face the boy, nodding down toward his feet. 

“Alright tough guy, pay for it if you pick it, got it.” The witch gave a little lazy salute with one hand. “I take it you’re the spitfire who lives up here?” She asked, tilting her head to one side. 

“You can come out, I’m not gonna hurt you. What’s your name?”

[muselexum]

@fierylegacy​ sent: "Daaaaad. Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad.. DAD." Jumps on top of his dad as he's sleeping. "DAAAAD, DAAAAAAD. Come on dad, wake up! You promised! DAAAAAAAAAAAAD. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD." (Ah, Lion King quotes..)

He had fallen into a rare but needed deep slumber, the type that came rarely to him as of late. It was peaceful. The warm sun on his skin and the breeze lulling his mind, and yet he felt himself being dragged from the depths of his sleep by a persistent voice and finally, a weight knocking the wind out of his gut.

Ace launched upward into a sitting position, waking up with a gasp. Disoriented and still half-asleep, he wrapped an arm around Spade to hold him in place as angry knuckles rubbed against the kid’s head. “You brat!” He chided, the noogie turning into bonks, “What? What? Whaaaat? Whaat?! What huh?”

[son-of-beast]

@fierylegacy​:

♠❙— "DOGGY!!" The boy hurried over, hugging the canine tight. "You're really big..! Almost like Stephan!"

The fierce image of Wano’s own guardian deity, aptly summarized by that title of ‘doggy’. Yamato cared little for the legends surrounding his mystical power, but he sure had his fun with it. It was a shame, really, he never got to show Ace his true power...

“This is a special ability of mine.” Although it had been accidental, it really was fitting of him. “Do you want a ride?”

[allosaurid]

@fierylegacy​ asked: "Why do you have a mask like that? Are you a bandit?" [ unprompted ]

A moment of confusion upon the question. Silent contemplation of the question then follows immediately. And then, of course, the most obvious matter at hand - where did this child suddenly come from? It wasn’t often that anyone (especially someone so young) managed to catch the man off-guard. And yet, here he was, staring down to the boy, as though he had never seen another human being before.

Children were... ah, well, he wasn’t... exactly the best at conversing with them...

But ignoring the little one would not be the right thing to do, either, now would it?

“I’m not.” came the answer, brief and seemingly indifferent, a frown upon Drake’s features. Hostile, one could say, but this wasn’t quite the case. At this point, this... this was just what his face looked like, really.

“Where’d you get that idea?” One could only wonder... 

[trickydodger-blog]

Yawning and stumbling forward, Sabo’s grip on his pipe is loose as he looks for a place to sleep- for a nap he refuses to admit he needs. He’s too tired to go any of his usual haunts, so a tree will probably have to do. Rubbing at his eyes with his free hands, Sabo wonders how much energy and effort climbing the tree will involve and groans at the thought of it. His stomach gives a loud rumble, betraying his lack of food for more than half the day.

“ Stupid sleepiness. ” He grumbles. “ Stupid hunger. Stupid everything. ”

He’s not grumpy, you are.

@fierylegacy

[sabopath]

@fierylegacy || cont.

    It was time for a confrontation. He had every suspicion, and after a long time–he was sure of it. The surest he had ever been. The similarities were uncanny, from the face to the personality. It was already clear that this child didn’t like him. He had pulled a weapon out in front of him, forcing him to leave. He could have easily just snapped the boys neck, && set him aflame. But he did not. And he could not understand why.    

   Perhaps, it was because of that reason. Yet, it must be. He must solidify it first.

  “Tell me, boy. Who is your father?”

[muselexum]

@fierylegacy​ sent: "JIIJII!" The boy shouted, running right for his grandfather. "DAD'S BEING MEAN." (I had to. Spade running to Grandpa Shirohige is the funniest shit--)

“Oh, is he now?” He asked, tilting his head with a cheeky grin on his face. “And what were you doing moments before he started being mean Spade?”

[pxrtgasdace]

fierylegacy replied to your post : "Dad..?" The boy tugged on his father's arm...

“Can I have a piggy back ride? I can’t see the boats from here.”

Ace’s eyebrows came close together as he looked at Spade with approving curiosity and already the hint of playful, fatherly mockery coming his way. 

“Piggy wants a piggy back ride, uh?” With a single arm he lifted Spade up and on his upper back the boy went, securing himself on his dad by the neck. “Are you sure you don’t prefer going on the shoulders, though? Best seat in the house”

Naturally, Spade would be interested in seeing the boats and find all about their pretty things: the colours they donned, the colours they flew, the rigging, the flags that saluted or threatened those who saw them. There was some sea salt in his blood.

“See that one there” Ace pointed at a small dory. “Can you tell me how it’s called?”