#fleurdemonio

[diabelskoga]

If you die, I’ll kill you.

&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. ( accepting! )

He takes a drag of his cigarette, longer than usual but more necessary. Death? It seems impossible. His genetic modifications had kicked in. A blade snapped in half laid at his side. He hated himself so much at that; the concept of being like his emotionless brothers. He sighs, another drag, smoke blown out, forming as a small cloud as it slowly dissipates.

❝ Not gonna die, Robin-chan. ❞ He says, the name coming off his tongue with such ease. It's part of him after all. ❝ I wouldn't allow you to get your hands dirty over me. ❞

[songofnoheart]

☕️

Send me “ ☕ “ for my muse to drink tea uniquely flavored after your muse, and I’ll tell you what my muse tastes! ~ accepting

"Ah, what a treat! The smell of flowers in this one is so strong it feels like a slap in the face, yohoho! I will be honest, I have never before experienced such deep, complex but elegant flavor! It feels like the longer I steep it, the more extensive experience I will get. A tea that requires curiosity and patience, who would have thought! Such rich taste should be enjoyed in a specific atmosphere! Perhaps in a library during the rain? Though in the middle of the storm will do too! Yohoho!"

[theallblue]

🎃 is it too on the nose to say gordon ramsay?

otherwise: jareth the goblin king !

Halloween Costume |still accepting|

Haha I mean he would make a good Gordon Ramsay so I can see that working for him. I can't say much about Jareth the Goblin King cause I legit have not seen that movie.

[seaoftheworst]

@fleurdemonio sent: 🎧 (for crocodile!)

Send 🎧 for a song that I think fits our muse’s relationship!

This is the vibe I get in general, this is the vibe for those who ship it likeme

[3katanas]

@fleurdemonio asked: “You don't have to believe everything they tell you about me.”

His gaze slowly slid to her, taking in even the slightest of details for a long moment before returning his attention to the sea. Long legs crossed at the ankle where he rested against the side of the upper deck, plans of taking a nap coming to an end due to her appearance as he sighed. He didn't trust her, but not because of the rumors of her past. He could give two shits about those. A person's past was their own, it was their actions in the present that he judged.

"The others might be willing to accept you without question, but the fact still remains that you worked for the Crocodile." Rising from where he'd been lounging one hand dangled from a hilt at his side as his gaze locked with hers. "I don't care about where you came from or what happened in your past. I care about them and their safety."

Nodding towards his crew with his chin he finished. "If you say you want to be a part of this crew then I'll believe you, but if you betray them I won't hesitate to cut you down."

[jigoku-no-marimo]

“You know, there are other ways to manage pain.”

"But most aren't reliable." The swordsman stands tall, straightening his back. However when he rolled his shoulders, he couldn't hide the sudden wince that strained his features. Zoro recovered quickly, but let both arms hang by his sides. "If something happens in a fight, I can't wait for the pain to just... somehow leave before continuing."

Yeah, he hated it, but in his mind, building his pain tolerance was the only way to assure he would survive in the future. That and the bottle of sake held between his fingers. He could always get his hands on that.

But... Robin was smart and well traveled, perhaps she knew something Chopper didn't. "Unless you have something different hidden up one of your many sleeves."

[songofnoheart]

@fleurdemonio said : “All it’s missing is some live music!”

Bar hopping, not stopping ~ accepting

"Robin-san!" The musician gasped, his head shooting up excitedly. A stop on another island spread them all across the city, leaving Brook alone and a little bored. He didn't really need to buy anything and with his speed of walking, the skeleton managed to finish his observation tour in a record time. So, searching for at least some sort of company, the old pirate walked into one of the liveliest bars around.

What he didn't expect was for their ship's archeologist to do the same. And to suggest for him to play too! Ah, she knew him so well... What a wonderful preceptive woman!

"Your suggestion warms my heart! Even though I don't have a heart! Yohohoho!" The old pirate spun around gleefully, swinging a distinctive electric guitar over his shoulder to the front.

"Any requests from the world's wisest lady?" He winked down, before glancing around at all the people drinking and talking around them

[diabelskoga]

It's the smolder, for sure. The eyes, the brows, the shy smile — the whole package together is very effective.

What does your muse think is my muse’s most attractive feature? ( accepting! )

He's suddenly pumped up and psyched because of this; fists pumped up into the air, a loud "woo!" could split the sea at what Robin just said. His heart is running 100 miles per second. ( Is that even remotely healthy? Let's not tell Chopper. ) ❝ Thank you, Robin-chan for your honesty though! ❞