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Basil Hawkins RP Rules

1. This blog is headcanon-based, selectively canon-divergent, and a side blog to ikkaku-of-heart. Its purpose is mostly to be a place to post headcanons, but I will also answer asks (both OOC and IC) and may engage in some roleplay on a very selective basis. Any RP is MUTUALS ONLY.

2. This blog is 18+ as there will be NSFW and potentially triggering content. Sexual assault, misogyny, violence, obsessive behavior, manipulation, and other dark themes will be present. Hawkins is canonically not a nice man and my interpretation will be taking that up to 11, so while I will do my best to tag things and use the Keep Reading bar, if you can’t handle dark themes or kinks, you should not follow. You are also welcome to unfollow at any time for your own comfort, no explanation required.

3. Don’t come here expecting to ship with Hawkins. My interpretation is a closeted bisexual who is obsessed with my primary muse, Ikkaku of the Heart Pirates. He has some repressed desires towards Killer as well but is unlikely to actually act on them. Those are the only two people he has any sexual interest in.

4. The tag for the Hawkins x Ikkaku ship is High Priestess and Magician - Hawkins x Ikkaku. The tag for NSFW content is The Lovers (NSFT). Please blacklist them if they or their content make you uncomfortable.

5. For anyone who needs to know why Hawkins is obsessed with Ikkaku, please read this fic or check out the various headcanons on my main blog. For the TLDR: he believes she’s the key to avoiding his eventual death. There are old superstitions in the North and especially from the island she’s from that indicate that if she believes in him enough, he’ll basically attain godhood. This plot point will be present, whether as subtext or overtly, throughout a good chunk of the interactions I write for him. However many canon events will still go as intended (including his eventual demise).

6. Mun does not equal muse. I don’t condone Hawkins’ behavior, thoughts, or actions. He’s a bastard and this blog is to get him out of my head.

#The Hand of Fate (PSA)#Nothing Up My Sleeve (OOC)#Rules #(may add more rules later)

@jangoedmoves asked: "So... Like... How far into the future can you see? Do you know how you die?" Unprompted (Always Accepting)

Hawkins stared at the man, trying so hard to keep his expression stoic despite the rage that built up within him. Oh, this gyrating hypnotist had managed to strike perhaps the most raw nerve the Magician possessed.

His death. Yes, his cards had predicted it. 99 times out of 100 readings in a row, in fact. Or at least his failure, and was that not the same? For a man looking to become King of the Pirates, one could only truly fail if they gave up or died. And he had no intention of giving up.

The Magician reversed. The Ten of Swords. The Emperor reversed.

He did not know when or where this downfall would occur, but the cards gave clear hints. There would be a betrayal. He would be defeated by an Emperor who was dominant and lacked discipline. With these clues, perhaps he could avoid his fate. For there had been a 1% chance of success. A very different reading that foretold his victory if he could get his hands on the power he needed.

He would avert his fate. Avert his death - his failure. That was the true power of the Pirate King. To laugh in the face of destiny and overcome even the cycle of death and rebirth, like Gol D. Roger had.

Hawkins, too, would defy the odds.

So, smothering his anger, he gave the man a deadpan look. "Why would I disclose such information to an inquisitive stranger? Especially when I much prefer to tell others about their own fates? Shall I have my cards peer into the future and predict your death? Though I foresee that asking the wrong man the wrong questions could easily result in it happening sooner rather than later."

#jangoedmoves #Sleight of Hand (Asks)#(thank you for the ask! I'm so sorry for how mean he was but man Jango hit the worst nerve lol)#(I do think Hawkins assumed that Kaido would be the one to kill him since I doubt he'd think anyone less than a Yonko could)#(he's arrogant like that. led him to underestimating Killer)

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Send a word and "+ HC" and I will write a headcanon for my muse based on the word(s) sent!

#Shall I Tell You Your Fate? (Memes/Prompts)#Divination (Headcanons)#(he's awake. Do you dare send asks?)

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ㅤㅤㅤthe beast pirates are riddled with the worst generation now — both a blessing and a curse for x drake's mission. it had been difficult enough keeping an eye on kaido and orochi's mechanizations — but throwing in the likes of hawkins as well as kid and killer had made it even more difficult. pressure was not an unfamiliar thing to the SWORD captain, but it was something that kept him sleepless. he had not real doubts he could dupe kaido and his subordinates — orochi too. as far as he was aware, kid and killer had been caught up in their own bullshit, and thus hawkins remained the only threat ( apoo not withstanding, he outranked him now — funnily enough ). those red eyes saw a little too much for drake to be comfortable, and he was never quite certain what the magician was thinking. as a result... he was entirely too wary.

ㅤㅤㅤbut also magnetized. they found themselves working together more often than not, a seamless force that he tried not to think about it. it was easy to make space for hawkins at his side — not quite shifting a single inch, but seeming to shrink his presence, allowing the younger to exist nearby without a predatory flare of nostrils or cant of blue eyes just this side of reptilian. ❝ simpering suits apoo well, it's how men like him survive in the world of pirates. ❞ straight to point, honest, but he doesn't bother to look at hawkins, only absently plucks a fleck of dried blood away from his leathers. ❝ a damn shame you all fell for it though. ❞ there's no real pity there, and drake offers no absolutions towards his own reasonings for being here. just that same cutting glance. ❝ but sorry about your crew. ❞ perhaps it's a kindness a pirate like hawkins doesn't deserve, but if there is one thing drake has found in common with the marines and pirates — is a deep seated brand of loyalty for those closest to them, the persons they sailed the seas with. kaido's methodology was true - his violence simple. take and break, and it worked nearly every time.

ㅤㅤㅤexcept on eustass kid.

ㅤㅤㅤsilence stretches between them a moment — drake isn't a particularly talkative man, and he doesn't feel the need to fill the quiet, especially with hawkins. each time the other speaks it seems like sage words of wisdom, an ill timed omen that makes his skin buzz with something electric, and his teeth ache to taste marrow. their gazes clash too long, and drake is the first to look away, huffing in a way that is distinctly animal — before choosing to speak. ❝ no need to bring my origins into this. ❞ he grumbles, almost pouts - a little less than keen to discuss 'rear admiral drake' and how his marine whites had itched accordingly. not for the first time, he wonders how hawkins would react to the knowledge of drake's actual position — and the marines under his own command still. not well, he imagined.

ㅤㅤㅤ ❝ marine uniforms are white to make them look like the good guys, but i always thought it was just to make it easier to spot the blood. ❞ he looks pointedly at the other mans shirt, ❝ anyways... ❞ he scratches idly at his tattoo — a bit more crimson flaking away from the black ink upon his bare skin, ❝ does it feel better or worse — knowing we're on the same side now? ❞ his teeth ache again, stirred by the scent of dried blood — saliva pooling in his mouth. he swallows, ignoring the response, and affords hawkins more of his attention instead, trying not to think about how the waves of his hair were a spun gold not unlike the rays shifting behind the horizon.

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Drake's degrading comment about Apoo did have a rare, tiny smile appear on Hawkins' lips before he squashed it down. Mostly due to the reminder that, despite the fool's simpering, he had gotten the better of him. A bitter pill to swallow, but an undeniable fact. "Indeed, I was blindsided. I had assumed that it would be Eustass who would cause it all to fall apart. He and Apoo were always at each other's throats. Frankly, I had intended to only remain long enough to get the prize my cards had promised me, then leave before the man snapped and attempted to violently end the alliance."

Alas, the inevitable betrayal had occurred before the cards could fulfill their promise. And it was all because he hadn't considered that the Ten of Swords were supposed to be warning him of Apoo. But the cards had been dealt, he'd misinterpreted that hand, and his fate had been sealed. Just as Kidd, Killer, and his crew's had been.

He shrugged at Drake's offering of condolences. Hawkins often forgot that other captains regarded their men as more than just pawns. That they preached loyalty to their subordinates, rather than merely the other way around. Did Drake, Kid, and Trafalgar all truly care about them? Did they not realize the opening such sentiment provided their enemies? Was it not better to command devoted yet expendable men who could be easily replaced should they be killed on the dangerous, unpredictable seas?

You're not a captain, the Heart Pirate's fiery engineer had hissed at him on Sabaody. She'd realized the true purpose of the men who followed him and had taken offense on their behalf. You're a damn cult leader.

Perhaps she had been right; it did not change his opinion on the matter, nor his lack of emotion over his men's deaths. "My men had long accepted that their fates were to die in service to me. They embraced that fact." Holding out his arm, a few straw dolls emerged from the flesh. "I'm sure you understand my powers allow me to redirect any damage meant for myself onto another. Thus, growing attached to them would have been unwise." He paused before stating quietly, "Faust was the only exception. The only one I never used my powers on. His fate should not have been theirs. For him only, I will accept your condolences."

The dolls sank back into his body. While he didn't have his crew anymore, he did have subordinates among the Beast Pirates to serve the same purpose should he be attacked. Not that they were aware of this, of course. He didn't have time to mold their minds like he had his own crew. At least he doubted Kaido had much regard for them beyond cannon fodder, either.

He caught Drake's pointed glance and regarded his own attire. He hadn't thought much about the blood showing. White had simply been a common color on Auger. Better for protecting against the sun in the desert. But he supposed it did show off his victims' blood quite starkly when it splattered across him. "Perhaps it was. Your former superiors do seem to have a certain twisted sense of humor."

Brow furrowing, Hawkins realized that Drake's attention was still fixated on him, though not his attire anymore. Was he looking at his hair? Had he managed to get blood in it? Or was he simply looking at it to avoid looking at his face? He'd been told his red eyes and forehead tattoos could be rather unsettling.

It didn't matter. Hawkins' fingers steepled again as he considered his companion's question. "Regarding us being on the same side...I am not opposed to it. I seem to recall Trafalgar being your target more than myself back in the North." That brought the faintest chuckle to his throat, briefly remembering their respective early careers. "Perhaps the fates saw fit to keep us from clashing too often back then so that we might fight side-by-side now with minimal bad blood. So long as you do not choose to betray me as Apoo did, I see no reason to bear any ill feelings towards our current working relationship." Though, he would be doing frequent readings of his cards to ensure he wasn't blindsided by betrayal again. One couldn't be too careful.

Turning his head to fully gaze at the man lying beside him, bare chest coated in dried blood and leathers clinging to his muscles, Hawkins asked, "And what are your thoughts on us fighting on the same side now?"

#crucifor #Counting Cards (Canon Threads)#Justice (X Drake)#blood at sunset #(man Drake seems to do a great job of waking up my Hawkins muse)