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“Why would anybody want to flirt with my brother? Gross.”

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Does Shalria (or Shakira, according to my autocorrect), establish a hierarchy for other humans, and even other species, or does she lump everyone together, nobles and commoners and merfolk, beneath the Dragons?

// Answered under the cut! (Also I had a good chuckle over your autocorrect, now I’m going to think of this song every time I have to spell her name)

Thank you very much for sending this in, Sparrow! You know, this is actually a really interesting question to think about since humans are generally thought of so lowly by most Celestial Dragons, that even one of their own referring to themselves as such is enough to absolutely infuriate them? There is so little regard for human life amongst their kind that whole countries can be taxed into poverty, allowing the population to suffer, starve and die just so long as the World Nobles can enjoy a little extra wealth. When it comes to Shalria and whether or not she has a hierachy for humans and other species, that would be a resounding yes! Pretty much everybody who doesn’t have celestial blood running through their veins is trash as far as she’s concerned, but humans are the most tolerated race with royalty coming first. They’re nowhere near as good as World Nobles but at least they try, and most seem to do a good job of running their silly little kingdoms and earning tribute for the World Government. Celestial Dragons were once mere royalty themselves before ascending to the Holy Land, so Shalria would at least deign to pretend to be polite if she ever happens to interact with one. When it comes to humans in general, she does tend to lump them all together. Nobles, commoners, peasants and pirates; they’re barely worth the filthy air they breathe and she could care less about any of them other than perhaps a few interesting or amusing individuals who might have gotten her attention. It’s the way she was brought up, with slavery being normalized and anybody unfortunate enough to become a slave is seen as less than human, more akin to some beast of burden or object to be used and discarded once they’re done. Overall she tends to think lowly of many humans regardless of skin colour or where they come from, paying more attention to things like wealth, mannerisms and status. The reason? She literally doesn’t consider herself to be human, actually believing herself to be a living god much like most other Celestial Dragons. Who cares where you come from or what you look like so long as you’re doing what you’re meant to? A good human is supposed to do as they’re told and that’s that. Underneath humans come other races. Longarms and Longlegs are human as far as she’s concerned, just uglier with freaky-looking arms and/or legs. Mink are considered to be animals but just as intelligent as humans, perhaps being respected a little more because they’re comfortably removed enough from humanity plus tend to be capable servants. They’re strong, fierce and can be wonderfully loyal much like her own father’s servant in Saladin who is a Rough Collie Dog Mink, having served the Rosward Family for nearly 40 years. Ranking below humans and the Mink Tribe are Fishfolk and Merfolk. To Shalria they are more disturbing being somewhere between human and animal, plus Fisher Tiger was responsible for the attack on the Holy Land of Mary Geoise when she was a young girl. She remembers that night all too well, how high the fires rose and threatened to overwhelm their household while countless slaves escaped into the night. It was close to the time her mother passed away and since then, Shalria tends to subconsciously associate their kind with negative experiences. Giants and Tontatta are considered interesting, with the former being thought of as exceptional servants due to their legendary size and strength while the little dwarfs are thought of as endearing but stupid due to being so easily ruled by the Ancient Donquixotes.

#sxlverswan #;; asks #❦;; musings #✚;; thoughts #Thank you so much for sending this in Sparrow!#It took some thinking about and I apologize if it's complicated or rambly #There's a lot to unpack and honestly I kept stopping to listen to that Shakira song because now I can't stop laughing about your autocorrect #But it was a good thing to think about as it's not easily explained?#Shalria does not like humans but she's aware that they're needed #In order to live the good life they do humans must work and send tribute #Hence earning the protection and rulership of the World Government #Doesn't really care where they come from or what skin colour they have bc they're all human at the end of the day #It's what they do and how worthwhile they can be #Some people are intesting and she can grow to like them #But overall considers people to be more akin to objects than you know.... people with thoughts and feelings of their own #Mink are cool #We all agree about that #Shalria has some pretty odd dislike when it comes to Fishmen and Merfolk though #They're not human but they're not obviously animals like Mink #Plus one attacked the Holy Land and then as further insult sent their fish queen to the Holy Land!#She won't accept them #She will tho bc she doesn't know one of the people she likes most happens to be one of those 'dirty fish' !

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“It is funny, do you not agree, that there is another thing which provides all the adjectives you just listed yet actively avoid… Skin. Human touch.”

“Skin and fur feel nothing alike,” he points out, leaning forwards to lock eyes with Morgan. “And I certainly indulge in my fair share of skin on skin contact. You offerin’ to help me indulge a little more?”

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Did you know that when I made Jake as a character he was originally a straw hat pirate? He then evolved to being apart of the Heart Pirates but later down the line, I made him more independent. A wild rollercoaster with that one

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A bouquet of white roses and edelweiss arrives for Sanji.

— @sxlverswan

Sanji didn’t expect that, in the middle of the day, someone would approach their ship with two large, bouquets in their arms. They had been rightfully skittish, knowing they were approaching a marked pirate ship, but Sanji was quick to accept the gifts and send them away before they collapsed out of fear.

His surprise doubled when he noted the little tags dangling from the paper wrapped around the flowers. One for him, and one for another of their crew. Sadly, the sender was a mystery. Although, whoever it was clearly held a level of class and thoughtfulness that few he knew possessed.

“Beautiful.” Sanji set one bundle aside and held the one for him near, nose nuzzling at the fragrant petals of a rose. He was familiar with all manner of roses, as they were his favorite, but it was the small, star-shaped and wooly flowers that intrigued him most. They were so small and so soft that he found himself running his fingers over those petals the most now that he knew they were there. “Never seen flowers like this before. They’re so cute!”

He knew that flowers had a language of their own, but he knew very little about it. Their meaning would remain unknown for now, but the intent behind it felt pure enough.

“I’ll take good care of these, I promise.” Even if the sender couldn’t hear him, he hoped they knew that he was grateful.

#sxlverswan #「 ( sanji ; ic ) 」#「 v. in search of the all blue ( sanji ; one piece ) 」#( ohmygosh edelweiss are so cute!! )#( i never knew a flower like that existed and now I'm very glad that I do )#( thank you for sending this! )

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“That escalated so... quick.” Sweat was rolling down his face as he leaned against the wall, sitting on a barrel, swallowing in air - letting her look over his injuries. It had been... well, a long time since he had last gotten into a fight like that. He didn’t think people knew who he was. He had been wearing a bandana around his head, hiding his hair. There wasn’t much he could do about the scars or missing arm, but he thought no one knew him. All he had wanted was a quiet walk. But guess others had a different idea.

“Those sons of bitches ambushed me. How many guys were there, ten? Twenty?” He winced, grabbing his side, “They got me a couple times I think,” he looked down at his hand - yeah, bleeding. That was blood. It’d been a while since he had gotten hit like that, “Glad you showed up. Might have been a goner otherwise.” Sure, he probably would have gotten out of it by himself but having someone else didn’t hurt.

#sxlverswan #{verse: main}#((shanks: i can't believe they'd attack me i'm so cute))

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets (Still Accepting)

Dellinger was actually the one who taught her how to put on eyeliner, even pointing out that she could turn her finger into a knife to help keep her lines straight. It took some practice (and more than a few accidental cuts to the face) but she now can do it perfectly. However, she does still use the knife technique simply because of how convenient it is for her.

#sxlverswan #Armed and Ready (Prompts and Memes)#Maid to Be Used (Headcanons)#(makeup headcanon time!)

He had walked into the event with a simple plan at hand; he, a beriless man with need for resources, was to enter the gathering posing as a waiter, cooper haired with an unnatural drive to serve, waiting for the perfect opportunity to discard the act and blend in with the aristocracy, seeing and hoping for someone to be distracted enough for his hands to steal whatever he could find. Certainly a rushed, risky plan, but this occasion posed a chance he couldn’t waste, for such place was a goldmine in his eyes, so to leave without having robbed anyone would be a mistake only a fool made.

It was quite laughable how easily he got in without much trouble, since the place was seemingly understaffed, soon finding out why —how unpleasant it was to be looked at with disgust, to be demanded with a snap of well-kept fingers. It was clear why the staff would rather choose to be absent than tolerate such horrible treatment. He felt the humilliation creep on his body like venom, uncomfortably prickling at his skin; would he too, be just like them had he never left his birthplace? His throat grew dry at the thought of it, swallowing hard before he rushed away.

Upon entering a bathroom that was far enough to be ignored, his first action was to wash the copper color off his hair, letting it return to its natural pale blue shade for him to stylize it differently. A coat that he had stolen to cover the vest he used, the discarded tie and a different hair color and style would be enough to hopefully fool the gathering, he mused —except for his mask, but he wasn’t about to discard it in favor of a place full of strangers, one of might could recognize him. Very few had heard his voice, and despite his height, the people there weren’t interested in what or how a waiter looked like.

So the first thing he did before putting the most exciting part of his plan in action was to head outside, begging for fresh air to fill his lungs and remind him such place and people were past him. That he was free, yet terribly lonely. The balcony was the nearest place to breathe, but as soon as he stepped out he caught sight of one he had met somewhere different. Clearly, he was surprised, pleasantly so to say the least; even so, he couldn’t let his hopes get the best of him, instead walking slowly in her direction, waiting for any sign that would tell him she remembered him too, taking the time to lift her hand and place a kiss in it.

❝You looked quite lonely out here, milady❞ he stated simply, as he carefully let go of her hand, smaller and well cared for in comparison. ❝Are you enjoying yourself?❞