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[raidred]

name: eustass kid age: 23 do you like to cuddle?: touch me and I’ll stomp yer fuckin skull in can we make out?: *VIOLENT GAGGING NOISES* a night in or dinner out?: dinner out and yer payin ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: don’t be a cheap cunt, both! what makes you a good Valentine?: anyone’s a better valentine than you would you cook for me?: do I have to say it again?? ya got yer own fancy cooks, so FEED ME would you let me cook for you?: I ain’t eatin that shit, ya probably poisoned it

// a terrible red head for a terrible red head

He didn't deign to spare the fleeing maid a second glance, once she'd handed him the morning's newspaper along with his portion of the mail it was as if she'd never existed to begin with. Placing the newspaper upon the table, he'd inspect the mail he'd been given only to stop and stare at a particular piece that had caught his eye; A Valentine's Application.

Retrieving the cup of coffee that had almost been forgotten, he'd sit down in his chair and actually look over the paper in his hands. finding himself almost amused by the other's written responses to the questions. Though what was truly laughable was how the other had even begun to think him, an orphaned rat from the south blue sea's, was worthy to be within five feet of his person.

He knew exactly how he should reply to the other, reaching for his quill and ink, he'd dip it into the pot before circling three things upon the page; touch me and I’ll stomp yer fuckin skull in, VIOLENT GAGGING NOISES, and finally anyone’s a better valentine than you. Looking at the altered application, he'd then write on the bottom of the page; The feeling is entirely mutual, street rat. - Vinsmoke Ichiji.

Looking at his work, he'd give a small hum of satisfaction before placing it in a crimson envelope and sealing it with black wax baring the Vinsmoke family crest to be sent off with the outgoing mail.

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #lala this was so much fun to reply to #i'm giggling and kicking my feet

[raidred]

Name: Rorona Zoro

Age: 20s

Do you like to cuddle?: Depends

Can we make-out?: Dont care

A night in or dinner out?: Dont care

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: ice cream, so long as it isn't sweet

What makes you a good Valentine?: better one than you, if anything

Would you cook for me?: fuck no

Would you let me cook for you?: why, you gonna poison me?

Surprise briefly flitted across his features as he took in the name upon the application sheet, out of everyone who had turned in a sheet he would have never suspected that yet another straw hat pirate would send one in. Slowly he'd look up from the sheet to look at the other, wondering just why he'd given it to him in the first place.

He knew who Roronoa Zoro was, he'd have to have been living under a rock not to of. Once a feared bounty hunter in his past, he was now a pirate with quite a size-able bounty on his head, second only to the very man he'd sworn allegiance too.

Glancing once again at the application before him, a small smirk would find itself working its way upon his face. " Does my brother know you gave me this? " A pause, before a low laugh begins to fall from his lips. Does his brother know just how 'loyal' to him his crew really is?

" How amusing, alright. Let's see where the night takes us. "

APPLICATION STATUS; ACCEPTED

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #my hands are in my chin rn #hehehe

[raidred]

Name: Nami. Age: 21. Do you like to cuddle?: Sure. Can we make-out?: If you're good for me. A night in or dinner out?: Dinner out. I'm sure you have good taste. Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Strawberries. What makes you a good Valentine?: I'm good arm candy. Would you cook for me?: Hmm. I suppose. Would you let me cook for you?: I imagine you don't cook --- but if it's what you really want.

Looking over the navigator's application, he was certain his little brother's heart would positively shatter if he ever found out about this. How intriguing that she'd submit such a thing when she'd seen their true nature, when she'd seen how they treated her beloved cook. Not only that, but it seemed they shared something in common; they both liked strawberries.

The more he looked over the application, the more he realized he could use it to his benefit. If she wanted to seek out his attention this badly, who was he to deny her of it?

" You like strawberries too? Interesting, let's talk about it. "

APPLICATION STATUS; ACCEPTED.

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered .

[raidred]

❛  you want me, right? so hurt me, and leave them alone!  ❜ - Sabo

The desire to protect another was a foreign concept, though, it always fascinated him when someone bearing witness to his methods would beg for their associates life - often times offering their own in exchange for theirs. As he took in Sabo's desperate expression, he couldn't help but wonder if the chief of staff was currently experiencing that which he himself lacked ; empathy.

Slowly he'd turn his attention back to the girl seated in front of him, her hair matted with blood as she struggled to breathe through her broken nose. Her once large eyes full of life now partially swollen shut and filled with hatred and a promise. Her loyalty to the revolutionary army was admirable, no matter how hard he'd pressed her for information she hadn't wavered or relented. It made him think of how valuable an asset she was, it made him almost desire her for his ranks.

" That's not how this works, Flame Emperor. "

Without even a moments hesitation he'd begin his assault again, watching with intrigue as she swallowed her screams and turned them into pained whimpers. Maybe he wouldn't kill her just yet... With a couple of modifications, she'd make for valuable soldiers within their ranks.

" Why were you following us? Tell me, now. "

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #tw; torture #tw; violence #tw; blood

[raidred]

can you tell that blue oompa loompa of your brother to get lost < 3

" What makes you so sure he'd listen to me? I may be the eldest of my brothers, but outside of battle they are free to make their own decisions - you may be on your own this time, fire fist. "

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #you're a big boy ace #he'll even provide you the flyswatter #enjomo

[raidred]

pelting peanuts at him on sight

Sigh.

He doesn't have time for this, he's going to go read a book.

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #mundmutter

[raidred]

❛  you are sick in the head.  ❜ - Sanji

If only the weakest of them had kept his mouth shut, perhaps he could have gotten out of the interrogation with nothing more then a scratch or two. Instead the blonde had to say something, had to make his opinion known - and now he'd pay for it.

He'd made men far stronger than his little brother break, reduced them to a shadow of their former self with nothing more than a bucket of water and a thin branch from the gardens. Picking the hammer up from the table, he'd turn to face his younger brother with an unreadable expression. Getting the information he wanted out of Sanji would be tantamount to child's play, he just had to play his cards right. " On the contrary, i feel quite sound. "

Each step he took towards Sanji would echo against the sterile and empty walls, the sound only ceasing when he'd finally come to a stop in front of him. He would have been blind not to notice the third canister was missing after the events of the wedding, and there was only one person it could have been given to - now he just had to find out who had given it to him.

" Tell me what i want to know, Sanji. "

" Who gave you the raid suit? "

He wouldn't use the hammer just yet, it would be counter-intuitive to press him when he'd only just asked. Instead he'd wait for another smart-assed remark - then he'd slowly bring to ruin everything his brother held close and dear.

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered .

[raidred]

❛  they’ll come looking for me! they’ll notice i’m gone.  ❜ raayan :')

It should have been common knowledge to do one's best to steer clear of the Kingdom of Germa's moving borders. Though he could respect the desire to prove oneself to their superior officers, it made him wonder what the officer had hoped to gain from this little excursion. Most who possessed even an iota of self preservation would normally have turned and run, and yet here this one was barking as if his fellow seagulls would hear him and rush to his aid. It was truly laughable, and so laugh he did - it was a bitter and hollow sound that held a distinctive burn to it.

Finally, he'd look at the other with an unsettling grin - before it vanished from his lips just as quick as it'd arrived. The prince closing the distance between them with ease, before he'd grab the bound marine's chin - his grip tight and immovable.

" No, i don't think they will. "

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #predeition

[raidred]

'I can't believe how cold it is.'

After the events of the wedding, he'd have thought their paths would never cross again - especially if his brother had anything to say about it. Yet here she stood upon their territory's soil speaking of the weather as if she were speaking to an ally, her hair a blazing orange against the harsh white landscape - it matched the glimpse of her personality he'd paid witness to upon Whole Cake Islands shores.

" Pay it no mind, you'll eventually get used to it. " Came a reply brought on from childhood experience, the second eldest turning his head slightly to acknowledge her presence beside him. Though the cold bit at his skin just as it had years ago, it felt inconsequential compared to the fire her presence ignited.

" We once came here as children, and it was much colder then compared to now. "

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #chatcambrioleur

[raidred]

'I can't believe how cold it is.'

They'd only just recently docked within the winter climate, and already the weakest of them were complaining about the cold. The wind whipped and bit against their faces the longer they stood in the royal gardens, leaving their fingertips tingling and bordering on the precipice of going numb.

Carried on the biting wind was the faint smell of damp pine and burning wood, a pleasant smell for now - soon to be tainted by the metallic bite of freshly spilled blood. For now the gleaming blanket of snow that covered the island was undisturbed, though it was only a matter of time before their father would begin his assault. Ichiji took pause as he noticed the dagger-like icicles that hung from the houses sprinkled along the island, wondering quietly to himself if they'd make for a decent weapon in a pinch.

Finally, with cheeks and nose flushed red from the cold, he'd turn his head to address Sanji. "It's a winter island, Sanji. It's going to be cold outside! "

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー verse | younger years . #lovehungered #tw; blood mention #tw; blood #tw blood mention #tw blood

[raidred]

'Oh, come on, that hill is perfect for sledding!' / don't be a party boomer ichiji let ur sis slide

" Aren't you a little old for sledding, Reiju? " As he looked upwards towards the hill she had indicated him toward, it was clear by the clipped and callous tone in his voice that the prince held little chance for entertaining the idea. In truth, he didn't see the point in sledding ; as he understood it, one would ascend a steep incline, only to seat themselves within a sled or some kind of lid and speed back down.

While it most certainly was an act that would provide her with a momentary dosage of serotonin & dopamine, it'd ultimately prove to be an act of futility in the end.

" If you wish to go sledding, you can certainly go by yourself. "

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered .

[raidred]

Hey, watch my head! You almost got me in the face!

" Did i? " He'd ask, looking far too pleased with himself as he readied yet another snowball - this time with a surprise hidden inside. For once it seemed the eldest brother was in a mischievous kind of mood, though, to who's benefit was yet to be determined.

" Next time, i won't miss. "

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #raidblue

[raidred]

'Well, I've seen worse gingerbread creations.' - Sabo

" I warned you that i'd never made one before, but did you listen? "

With arms crossed he'd level the blonde with a firm glare behind polished shades, looking thoroughly annoyed at both the revolutionary chief of staff and the confectionery abomination that they'd dared to try and label as a 'house'.

If it were truly a house, it would've been condemned before its first tenant could walk through the door; The roof was horribly burnt and full of holes along its powdered shingles, the windows were either cracked or missing altogether - and the door lay in pieces not far from the gumdrop walkway. To make matters worse, they were wearing more of the icing than the gingerbread house was - they both looked a royal mess and smelled like an entire bakery to boot.

" The answer is no, of course you didn't. "

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #celestiialnotes #ichiji; bah humbug

[raidred]

❛  and up until now, i have sworn to myself that i'm content with loneliness.  ❜

" Loneliness? " He Inquired. To say one was lonely would imply that the other was isolated and disconnected from others - though he could not begin to understand what caused the other to feel such things, he found himself intrigued by the concept.

The very thought that someone would be content to feel isolated was an interesting concept in its own right, for no one he'd ever met found themselves satisfied with the idea of being alone - However Ace was not like many people, and so perhaps the other had his reasons to say such things.

" Explain yourself, Fire Fist. Most people would crumble under the weight of being alone, so tell me; how can one such as yourself find themselves to be content with a feeling that implies they are isolated? "

#˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー ic . #˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ー answered . #enjomo

[raidred]

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