#theflamingspade

[realmofthekatana]

@theflamingspade liked for a starter from Izou!

"Feel like taking some liver damage today?" He mused, gracefully settling down next to the other commander he holding up two large jugs of sake he'd just finished brewing. "I made a new flavor and figured you might enjoy trying it with me."

[baratieh]

🌟❤️

munday questions / accepting!

🌟 - what was the first fandom you remember roleplaying for?

ever? dead or alive (video game). i'm friends with some of them do this day. on tumblr? danganronpa. i was junko enoshima. i wrote as ibuki mioda and sonia nevermind for a while too.

❤️ - what is your favorite character you've written?

answered.

[ikkaku-of-heart]

@theflamingspade asked: 🐱🦕 Munday Questions (Still Accepting)

🐱 - Do you have any pets?

Yes! My family has a sweet black labrador named Taylor. She's 11 years old and was originally being trained as a service dog, but she didn't make the final cut, so my family adopted her from the program when she was 2. Since then, she's been a spoiled house pet that occasionally helps with laundry and gets the mail, lol.

🦕 - What's your favorite dinosaur?

Triceratops! They're that amazing mix of looking both badass and gentle. Very friend-shaped.

[idiotaggression]

@theflamingspade || i might have put out your fire maybe

"So who is Pops anyway?" Zoro reclined against the rock behind him, absently digging the hell of his boot into the Alabastan desert sand. For all that Ace had told them about tagging to along to check on a lead against some traitor named Blackbeard, he hadn't really told them who Pops was other than apparently his captain?

Or maybe it was his dad, Zoro wasn't entirely clear on that.

[seaoftheworst]

@theflamingspade liked for a starter and wanted Marine!Ichiji

The young Vice Admiral did not expect to see a man who was meant to be two years dead. The fact that he had obviously survived a strike from the Fleet Admiral was fascinating, and a corner of his mouth twitched up into the barest hint of a smirk.

Sakazuki was not someone who got along with the Germa royals that served under him, perhaps because as someone from the North Blue he had grown up on tales of the evil of Germa.

Ichiji rolled his neck as he readied himself, not that someone with his modifications needed to warm up for a fight. He had to do his due diligence, of course, even if the man before him had given him the highlight of his day.

He decided, however, that he would not be the first to strike. He was quite curious to see how the man before him would handle this, especially since Ichiji shared a face with the cook of Ace's sworn brother.

Had Firefist ever encountered Strawhat's crew? If so, would he recognize the face before him, even if the coloration and demeanor was different. "How was it that you managed to survive? The Fleet Admiral is not one to do things half assed."

[idiotaggression]

@theflamingspade || booze is not fireproof

"How are you and Luffy brothers again? Because looking at the two of you..." Well. Ace certainly had better manners than Luffy ever did. And he was way less chaotic.

"You're not alike at all."

[idiotaggression]

Happy birthday, hope it's an amazing day for you!

i'm planning criminal behavior (writing) so it'll be excellent. ❤

[thesailmaker]

The Port of Nanohana (closed w/ @theflamingspade)

The Going Merry docked on the port of Nanohana and the crew quickly dispersed. Despite the encounter with the Clone-Clone Devil Fruit person, and seeing Mr. 3's Wax-Wax powered ship docked on their way in, the crew was in good spirits; only Vivi seemed to be nervous about things, but while Wren had some reservations they trusted the crew.

Trusted them enough to go out on their own looking for clothing that Vivi had put on their shopping list as well as the supplies for the ship itself and a new cord for Wren's Meteor Hammer. This one didn't need to be replaced yet, but if things get ugly it wouldn't do for it to break in battle.

As it was, Wren was doing relatively well in the heat. Despite the shipwreck that brought them to their crew and how much the sun affected them, this was nothing like being on a dingy with no water.

Water. They needed to buy water too.

But first: some lunch.

Wren spotted a place called the Spice Bean that looked and smelled nice, but there was a huge crowd. Still, it seemed like the only decent eatery around, and it had a roof so it would be cooler inside.

As they approached however, Wren heard some alarming things. Someone had died inside? That was very alarming.

One hand went to touch the coiled cord at their hip as they pushed through the crowd. Ready for... whatever might lay inside. Instead of any assailants though, Wren saw the crowd giving a wide berth to a tattooed man who sat at the bar, face down in his food. How was he breathing?

Wren pushed through the crowd to approach. They weren't worried about them, as they didn't have a bounty yet (small mercies). They stepped forward, as no one else seemed to want to, and went to touch the man's shoulder. To shake him, to take a pulse... something.