#soulsolid

[rayeternal]

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fog. something that sol dreaded more than anything, his mood always went sour when mist rolled in and there wasn't a ray of sunlight in sight. even if he himself were the sun, there were always other weather patterns that caused him grief and anguish--even if they were passing things.

so for once, the god was silent as he listened to the waves hitting against cliff side, unaware of the company creeping in.

[wishmcker]

It's time to kill the singing skeleton and throw the bones into the sea.

[wishmcker]

❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ [ uvu from @soulsolid 200 random dialogue prompts || accepting!

She looks up at Brook as she rests against the same pillar she had found the musician leaning against. It is at least two hours after the battle, since it was announced that Luffy had finally defeated the tyrannical Kaido and that Law and Kid had sent Big Mom soaring off the side of Onigashima.

The chaos had only just begun to settle down, and as soon as she saw one of her other nakama, Nami had made her way over to them in relief. She has a strangely happy smile adorning her face considering what the past few weeks in Wano had been like, how strenuous and demanding these last few hours had been, but she can't help herself.

The question has her remember the dried blood that had fallen and dripped from her forehead and over her eyes, and she absently to touch the trail.

❝ Ah... One of the Tobiroppo, Ulti. She has these crazy strong dinosaur horns and headbutted Usopp and I a few times, ❞ she explains, looking back up to her friend. Her face then melts into one of concern.

❝ What about you, Brook? Are you okay? You're not hurt, are you? ❞

[strwcptn]

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      a fresh mountain spring! this was one of the things that made luffy glad he became a pirate, just seeing sights like these, it brought the biggest smile to his face as he took the musician’s hand to drag him along.

           “c’mon brook! we gotta see the top of this thing!!!” it was brook’s own fault that he decided to accompany luffy on this excursion, the captain wasn’t about to slow down anytime soon.

[ikkaku-of-heart]

Starter for @soulsolid​

The Thousand Sunny was so startlingly different from the Polar Tang, Ikkaku found she often needed to pause a moment to take it all in. Honestly, it felt like walking into a small park rather than the deck of a pirate ship. Soft grass under her feet, the smell of mikans wafting down from the trees, the shadow of the crow’s nest blocking out the light of the full moon. Even the sounds of the ship were different, the creaking of the wooden hull so alien compared to the hum of the engine she was so used to.

That wasn’t to say she didn’t enjoy visiting her ally’s ship, especially at night when Luffy was passed out. Ikkaku liked him well enough but could only handle his manic energy in short bursts. Then there were Sanji and Zoro’s fights, which while entertaining, made for a less than relaxing atmosphere. And relaxation was precisely what she needed that evening.

So she’d come to the Thousand Sunny to perhaps borrow a book from Robin or perhaps see if Nami wanted to do some pedicures, when her attention was drawn to the beautiful violin music that filled the air. Like a siren song it drew her to the upper deck of the ship, where she found Brook playing his violin.

Settling her forearms against the railing, she respectfully listened in silence until the song was finished, not wanting to interrupt the lovely tune or the skeletal musician who put his heart into playing it - even if he lacked an actual heart.

“That’s a beautiful song,” Ikkaku finally said, peering at him curiously. “Did you write it yourself?”

[jooshugaberu]

      Oh how the queen would hate to think about what she might do to disobedient little toys.

[jooshugaberu]

Logs on. Sees Brook. Big Mom muse immediately flaring in the worst way.

[sogekyng-a]

@soulsolid​ asked:

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

          “don’t worry about it, brook, really!” having the man tell him NOT to make it made usopp want to make it even more for him. he had the tools and equipment to make the hanging shelves, so why shouldn’t he? “you said it yourself that you needed more space to put the herbs for your teas anyway, so why don’t i build you some hanging shelves to put in the kitchen?”

     that way it would be out of sanji’s way as well, he thought it was a perfect idea.