#griff oc

[cherrio-krispz]

drew this for my boyfriend !!

[the-pinstriped-hood]

Idk if you're also playing bingo but if so Ellie, and my stabby boys Griff and Clay?

I have indeed figured out how to play this game!

I hope.

But here are Clay, Ellie and Griffin in that order!

Hope I did them justice, Teeth!

[angelsarts]

He really favours super sized gloves because it reminds him of the smash bro hand boss and always makes them hold objects that could look comedic to hit a villain with such as a wet floor sign or stop sign. He would definitely build a lego hand then move it to his will only to break it so enemies step on them.

He also runs a flower shop on the weekend with his grandma and their pet goat Baloo-

[jellybeanbullet]

HAPP BIRTH SORRY IF IM LATE

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too…fucking…cute…hnggggggg  x.x

[cherrio-krispz]

🔥🔥

[cherrio-krispz]

hi

[drawingdullahan]

*Chants in the distance* bring back sky pirates bring back sky pirates... (You intrigued me by reminding me of the wonderful awful dynamic that was Ash and Elliott hating each other. Captains!Elliot and Ash bickering or real talk time would be a joy to read. Extra points for Casey someone charging in to break it.)

bro i hope this was good. Ash is one of my fav characters of yours and pining that vibe i get from her was hard

I love her dynamic with Elliott though, easily a favorite duo

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Elliott wondered how they had ended up in this mess in the first place. Not just two hours ago he was sitting pleasantly on his ship, getting some much needed sleep, and now he was sitting on the sand filled edge of an island he couldn’t even find on the map.

Looking around and below did nothing for him. There were no indications of any floating ports nearby, or even  other islands at that. The whole situation set his nerves over the edge. Not only were they behind schedule now, far more than they had been, they were lost.

To make matters even worse than their current situation, they had hit another ship which was the reason that they were stranded. It was none other than the Leviathan, a group of god awful pirates that he had squared off against innumerable times.

“I’m guessing your crew fell asleep when they were supposed to be manning the ship?” He scoffed at the other captain, Ashmedai.

“You should have your own crew checked before you start tossing insults at mine,” she scowled at him, though shot a harsh glance at Reedus who promptly stopped whistling. The blond sent a smile and a wave, then walked off.

“You know my crew is the best there is, and I know that your motley gang of miscreants is more likely to slack off on the job than any of my crew members,” Elliott felt his anger boiling.

“Whoa hey simmer down, Boss,” Casey put a hand on Elliott’s shoulder.

Griff stepped up to Ash and did the same, “No use in fightin’, we’re all in the same boat- er… well I guess we’re all stuck on the same damn island is what I should say. There’s no use kickin’ each other’s asses. That’s not gonna fix anything.”

Casey nodded in agreement, “He’s right.”

“I know he’s right,” he sighed and too her hand off of his shoulder.

“Sooo… you should take a bit of time to make up and talk things out. Griff and I will run the fort while yall get things sorted,” Casey said quickly before bolting with a very confused Griff in tow.

Elliott took a minute to calm his nerves. He knew he got a bit on edge rather easily compared to most, it wasn’t good for the morale of his crew. His schedule had held a bit of importance to him which was why he had been this ticked to begin with, but an unforeseen collision was hardly anyone’s fault, especially with the tailwinds they had the night before.

“I want to call a truce while we’re here. I was out of line to say the things I did,” he held out a gloved hand towards the taller woman.

Ash took it with an amused look, “Likewise. Somethin’ biting you in the ass more than usual?”

Elliott almost glared at that but sighed because he knew she didn’t mean it in an insulting way. Though he supposed she might’ve, he couldn’t be sure. He wasn’t the best at reading people.

“I had an important letter to send out at the next port,” he said, sitting down on the sand.

“Oh? Is it to the friend you mentioned before?” she sat down as well.

“Yes, it is,” he took a deep breath, “I don’t know if he’s changed over the years. He plans to show up to a port to say hi soon. So, enough about me, do you have any friends like that? Your crew right, since they’re family?”

“Yeah, my crew is family, but I get what you mean. I used to have a friend, they changed a lot though,” Ash said with a bittersweet look of anger.

Elliott could tell that wasn’t a very good topic and filed that away for a conversation to hold at a later date.

“You consider that blond rat of a man on your boat family?” Elliott chuckled and did his best to lighten the mood as he did with his crew members sometimes.

“Reedus?” she waved it off with a laugh of her own, “Estranged at best. I keep him in line though.”

“I feel the same of Reshmil. A tough girl to figure out most days,” he sighed.

“I can believe it.”

“Seems being captain comes with its troubles no?” Elliott smiled to her, forgetting his earlier worries for just a moment. There really was no use being angry in this situation.

“Let’s contemplate it over a bottle, yeah?” she stood and ran over to the salvaged crates from the ship.

Elliott followed with a relieved sigh, though he felt a certain curiosity at the subject from before. A friend of hers? Not anymore, he presumed from the way she had spoken. Perhaps he could ask her over a glass.