A/N: When couples are going through a rough patch, their children have an unfortunate tendency to get lost in the cracks. It's especially easy for them to be overshadowed in a world of literal giants. For everyone keeping up with @dissvicious's Elbaf saga and wondering what's been going on with Shriek, this is the miniseries for you. Rest assured, she's been taking everything in and not for the best. But before lightning spreads on leather wings across Elbaf, it's important to understand how this storm got started in the first place.
Special thanks to @dissvicious for not only these wonderful cover pages, but in granting me the pleasure of Nina and Shriek sharing a canon. This one's for you, my wonderful friend!
CW: Nothing too graphic, but the Victoria Punk is very much a goner. Allusions to possible pet death.
“Don’t linger in Elbaf for too long”
Shriek can vaguely remember those words from a book Killer read to her from before they entered the Grand Line. Hearing that should have been scary, but Shriek was a brave kid on a brave crew that was going to take the world by storm! She saw it as a hint to some exciting land of adventure that they would get to explore one day. Kid leading them through the land of giants and mysterious creatures, none of whom would be able to stand up against the might of the Kid Pirates.
But now Shriek knew the truth.
You don’t linger in Elbaf because it takes everything from you.
Just like he took their poneglyphs and had his stupid giant friends sink the Victoria Punk.
As a pirate, Shriek probably should have been flying after him for revenge. To sink her fangs into his throat until he was covered in blood as red as his hair or take out a few of the pathetically wimpy ships in his pisspoor excuse of a fleet.
But instead, she only watched in terror from the boat she and Mama and Ozzy and Ziggy were ushered onto before Kid confronted him. It was like her wings and feet were locked into place and all Shriek could do was clutch the hem of Mama’s shirt in a vice grip as they all watched Victoria go down.
Her home was burning.
The rigging she liked to scurry up every day was in splinters. The masts she perched from to look out at the sea had been cleaved in half. Her toys were sinking to the bottom of the bay. Her box of snake skins and bones and leaves were probably sea king food for stupid sea kings who had no idea how long she worked to get all of that together!
All gone.
How could it just be gone? They still needed to make a bed for Ozzy. She hadn’t taught Ziggy which floorboards squeaked the least when you snuck around the kitchen for extra cookies. Mama was going to show her how to sew sutures in the clinic. Kid and her were gonna build an advanced tire swing together. Killer was still teaching her to play the drums.
How was any of that going to happen if their ship was split in half??
For a brief minute, Shriek thought about asking Mama but no words would come out of her mouth.
Maybe it was just as well. Mama couldn’t take her eyes off the fire, so Shriek didn’t think she’d be getting an answer.
Zap was missing.
They didn’t have time to grab him before Killer rushed her and Mama and the boys onto the lifeboat, and he didn’t show up in any of the debris that washed up on the beach. That was the first thing Mama noticed after they reached the shore. She spent hours combing the beach for him and Shriek helped out by flying around and calling his name. She would have gladly flown to the other side of Elbaf to find him but she didn’t because Mama had begged her not to. Shriek had the feeling that Mama would start crying if she flew out of sight, so she stayed close.
Shriek could never hurt Mama.
He was long gone by this point but his giant friends were still hanging around. The giants with the big dumb grins that Shriek wanted to fly into so all of their teeth would smash as she ripped their brains right out of their ears. She was already spreading her wings to do just that before Mama stepped in front of her and started screaming them hoarse about destroying the Punk and wrecking all their shit and asking where the hell Zap was.
Shriek watched this from the sandy rock, absent-mindedly stroking Ziggy who was curled up in her lap in weasel form while Ozzy played with some shells nearby. Her ears were starting to hurt a little from how loud Mama was yelling, but Shriek didn’t care. It at least made her feel a little better to see such colossal warriors looking so sheepish.
Serves them right.
At least not everybody on this island was a major jerk. The Strawhats showed up not long after Mama started yelling at the giants, all of them wearing funny horned helmets and fluffy capes. Mama was happy to see them and normally Shriek would be too, but all she could think about were her sinking animal bones and how the crew was probably sinking right along with them.
Just as Shriek was about to ask the Strawhats if they had seen Kid or Killer or any of the others, some giant kids came running up to Nina with something in their hands and when Mama saw what it was, all the blood drained from her face and her eyes got big and her hands clasped over her mouth.
It was Zap’s bandana. Tattered and wet, and with no Zap attached to it at all.
Mama held it and didn’t say anything for a long, long, long time. When Shriek saw the tears streaming down Mama’s face, her stomach got all fluttery and she began to feel a lump in her throat. But Shriek knew that if she got scared, her brothers would get scared and Mama would probably get scared and everything would get even worse. So Shriek put her paws on Mama’s face and, in her most grown-up voice, said it was going to be okay. That Zap couldn’t be gone because he’s a cat and everybody knew that cats have nine lives. Zap had to be on… what, his fourth or fifth at least! So they shouldn’t give up looking!
Kid gave encouraging speeches like that all the time and it always rallied the crew, so this was sure to work! But Mama didn’t seem convinced. She left Shriek and her brothers with Franky for nearly the entire afternoon. And when she came back, Zap’s bandana was gone and Mama seemed… different.
It was like all the light had been taken from her eyes and even her hair didn’t seem as pink as it normally did. She picked up Ozzy and secured Ziggy to the baby carrier on her back, thanked the Strawhats quieter than Shriek had ever heard her speak, then took Shriek by the paw and started walking into the woods.
As the scents of the beach grew fainter, Shriek asked when they would be turning back to meet up with the rest of the crew. She could have sworn she smelled them back there as they were starting to leave. What if they were injured? House would need Mama’s help to patch everyone up.
Mama didn’t say anything, didn’t even give a sign that she heard her. She just kept walking ahead with those hollow eyes and that unreadable face that made Shriek feel like she was standing in an icy river with a current that just kept pulling.
Shriek wasn’t sure what would happen if she repeated her question.
So if Mama was going to be quiet, then at least she wouldn’t be quiet alone.
* today's rendition of "man's religion is greed" and "i hate capitalism" comes from Boeing and the 2 crashes that happened in 2018/2019, because they essentially lied about a software and its importance in the aircraft, citing "pilot error"
* fuck offfffffffffff
* the book explores how Boeing went from a company that always, always valued safety over anything else, always valued its engineers and their expertise, to a company that wanted to make all that sweet sweet cash, at the expense of its customers, their safety, its employees and any ethics or morality
* did they get away with it? of course, all they ended up paying were fines that amounted to what it would have cost to roll out a stable aircraft and train the pilots that were supposed to pilot it - the bonus of actually doing that would have been the preventable deaths of almost 350 people
* but we don't care about that in these corporations, do we? 😃
* all we care about is increasing production, often by stretching employees' capabilities so incredibly thin, decreasing costs, increasing share values, bypassing any regulatory practices, lying about safety and waiting for that $$$ to drop
PILLS CELEB Prompt: 1. “Okay bye! I love you!” “What did you just say?” Character: Frankie (Helen McCrory) x fem reader Smuuuuuut
hi! thank you for requesting, here you go!
characters: Frankie (Helen McCrory) x fem!reader
warnings: smut(?), reading, one night stand, teacherxstudent relationship, etc.
“I- Oh my god,” you moaned loudly and held the woman’s head between your thighs as she was eating you out. “Please more- please-“
Frankie listened to you and she became more rough. Her fingers were sliding in and out of you faster than before and you curled your hips up to her face. She was sucking on your clit and you could feel your stomach clenching from the pleasure you were getting from the woman.
“Yes- yes Frankie, just like that,” you moaned out and couldn’t stay still. And it didn’t really bother Frankie. You started taking deeper breaths and letting out quiet whines as she sucked on your clit harder. Your hand was in her hair and you were playing with it. Once she wanted to pull away from you, you didn’t let her and pulled her back to your naked core to make her continue in her unfinished work she had started.
You opened your legs for her even more. Pushing your knees out of her way, you made more space for Frankie. She kept sucking on your clit and with a first bite of hers, you arched in your back. She always knew what to do. Just like that months before when she fucked you against the window. Or in her living room. Or on the kitchen counter. But there had never been feelings. You came to hers, she fucked you and then you left. And sometimes you pleasured her.
“Oh Frankie,” you moaned as she slipped her tongue inside of you and her fingers went up to pleasure your clit. You tilted your head to the side and kept taking in what she was giving you. But her tongue somehow wasn’t enough. “Please fingers- please- fuck me hard with them-“ you begged and Frankie pulled away.
“Is that what do you want? Being fucked dumb with my fingers?”
“Yes please- please professor,” you moaned softly and it seemed like you just pushed a button. Frankie smirked and she prepared three of her fingers to your cunt, while leaning down to your chest to suck on your nipples. When she attacked them with her mouth, she pushed in her fingers, stretching you out to the maximum.
“Oh my god- yes- yes- yes-“ you kept moaning and Frankie kept pumping her fingers in and out of you. She started slowly, but when she picked up her pace, you became a whimpering mess.
“Take it. You asked for it,” Frankie reminded you and you just nodded your head. When she bit on your nipple, you accidentally clenched your walls around her fingers, bringing yourself even more pleasure than you were getting at the moment. You moaned loudly and then Frankie pulled away. She focused on her hand between your thighs and then she started pumping her fingers into you more harshly, watching your face.
“Oh- please- please Frankie-“
“What is it? Hm? Wanna cum?” She asked you, her voice teasing.
“Yes- yes please-“ you begged her, your voice in a whimper. Frankie smiled softly, what you couldn’t see since you had your eyes closed. She pushed her fingers deeper and curled them up, making you scream. “Please!”
“Cum,” she finally allowed you to and you screamed even louder than before. You were arched in your back, your head being pressed into the pillows, your hips were pushed into the mattress and you tried to turn around, but she wouldn’t let you. The little ball which Frankie had built was already exploding and your toes curled.
“Frankie!” You screamed as she kept fingering you while you were still cuming. Your head started spinning and you felt like your whole body was floating in the air few inches above the bed. You kept taking deep breaths and you didn’t even realize when did Frankie disappear from you. You held your eyes closed and just kept resting on the bed, waiting for the woman to arrive to you.
“Thank you,” you breathed out when the woman reached you and then you swallowed. All of your muscles were relaxed and Frankie chuckled. “What?”
“Are you alright?”
“Sure,” you answered her with a little smile on your lips.
You spent the following half an hour in the bed while Frankie showered. Then you forced all of your strength in your muscles and sat up. When you did so, Frankie was already out of the shower and you were relaxed.
“How are you feeling?”
“I have some strength now,” you admitted with a smile as you were sitting, your back was leant against the headboard.
Maybe an hour later, you collected your things and were ready to leave her house. With your hand on the door handle, you smiled as the woman talked to you.
“Thank you.”
“Thank you too,” you said only and then looked at the woman. She was standing really close to you, dangerously close. When you realized that she was about to kiss you, you turned around.
“Okay, bye! I love you-“ you said, realizing what did just slip out of your mouth. You opened the doors, being a blushing mess.
Once it was the gods
who tested a hero’s mettle
by showing him the shape
of his own death
but giving him no way
to change things,
so that the only variable
was how he carried himself
into a future he already knew
by heart—he wasn’t fighting
for his life, but to be remembered
for his manner of dying,
I have this amazing idea for an ATLA fanfic that I absolutely do not have the time to write, so for now, I'll just tantalize you all with a photo edit that I made for what would be one of my favorite scenes:
[ID: Two images side-by-side. The first is an edit of Toph, looking scared, in front of the Southern Air Temple background. The second is a cropped screenshot of Aang walking towards a building with tarps hanging down. Beneath is the quote: "Aang, don't go in there!"]
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*Salutes* I'm going to go get some lunch. Enjoy the dawning realization of the horrifying implications of this photoset! Byyyyye!
