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cautionzine · 16 days
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We are giving you the chance to win one of two copies of When We Were Young! To enter head to our instagram!
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I don't have time to get into this right now and I'm happy to expand on it later when I have a minute to sit down, but: Do not give your money to zines runs by antis.
Do not participate in zines run by antis.
Do not trust people who have never participated in your fandom until they show up trying to make money off of you.
ZINE DRAMA is not ~fandom drama~. Zines are independent small businesses. Any time money is exchanged, you risk sharing your legal name. Any time physical media is purchased to be mailed, you share your home address.
Do not trust antis with your personal information. It is not safe.
I really try not to engage in drama and bullshit on here because I think it's irresponsible and wastes everyones time, but when this type of money and personal safety is involved I think it's absolutely crucial to be aware of it. This is not drama, it's very basic safety.
Especially in this fucking fandom, with its history. There is a reason we have not had zines, and they would know that if they actually spent time here before trying to monetize your work. I say this due to their handling of it and also in case fandom folks around here don't have zine experience and don't know what red flags to look for, since we haven't had any. There is a mature and responsible way to navigate this new territory and this is absolutely not it.
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blueish-bird · 6 months
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woag think I'm getting my first poem published!
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kirathehyrulian · 1 year
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🖤🩸STEVANA PAIN EVENT🩸🖤| Day 2
↳ Sam and Childhood ♥♥♥
(Please do not edit/alter. Feel free to reblog, but please do not repost. At the very least please give me credit.)
For more art from me please check out my “myart” tag here on Tumblr. Or my  “AO3“.
👇(Art Notes below the cut) 👇
Art Notes:
I said I was going to do something for the days I missed and I intend to keep my word. It took me a long while but Day 2 is done.🙌
Don’t know if the mods still want to be tagged so I’ll err on the side of caution and not bother them. If all else they say it’s okay then I’ll tag them when I finish Day 3′s. But, for now they get their peace.
I don’t know when I’ll get around to doing Day 3, but I am adamant on seeing this event through to the bitter, bloody, angsty end. But it might be after I finish my piece for the wayward sons 2023 zine that I signed up for. Who knows.
Anyways, one of the angst situations for Sam during his childhood was being left behind at places that weren’t a home. So, I decided to art in that direction. I wanted to make a Sammy sitting on a windowsill longing in a lonely motel room, while Dean goes off to be a hero with their dad on some hunt. Sam doesn’t know if his brother and dad will return or not, but all he can do is wait and hope.
I’m mostly happy with how it turned out.♥♥♥
Anyways, enjoy if you can!♥♥♥
For a more detailed explanation and art alts of this piece click here for the ao3 post: [x]
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goobersplat · 1 year
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Some pictures from my collection of collage scraps I use to make zines. Most are from magazines; but also junk mail, water damaged textbooks, and the clown is from a 1970s cake decorating book. Enjoy :D
(Image ID: Ten random images. A mosaic of a skeleton holding two jugs, a woman drinking water with the white text “hydrate” in the bottom left corner, a pink clown sitting, nine Barbie’s bathing in a sink, a pop art illustration of a woman saying “he said what?!”, a blue sign with yellow text reading “caution danger road slippery with grape juice” in Greek and English, a boy typing on a computer, a cartoon girl putting stuffed animals in a pail, a younger hand compared to an older hand, and an illustration of a lion and lioness.)
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lenievi · 1 year
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spones - older fics recs
seeing that people are interested in older fics, let me link some more that are not on ao3 but on personal websites (sometimes the formatting is a bit... you’d better just copy it into some text editor in order to read it comfortably) and that were written prior to 2010, but mostly in early 2000s. It’s not all of them (of course), I’m just linking those I at some point in the past three years enjoyed and that are long-ish. They can be a bit dated and sometimes a bit weird. Most of them are mature to explicit. If you want more warnings, you can message me.
Diagnosis and Treatment of Ply's Disease (explicit-ish at the end) - it deals with a disease, obviously, so proceed with caution if it isn’t something you want to read. Mention of McCoy/OC(m)
The Prayer of St. Francis (E) - I haven’t actually read this one, but one day I want to. The summary is “the triumvirate as we know them”, but it’s spones flavoured. And it’s spones who are bonded. It spans the series up to Spock’s death.
The author’s page in case you wanna read other fics by them.
Nets in the Wind - mirror!spones, has Sybok, set after Spock kills Kirk, in case you mind. It’s a bit open ended.
The World Bewitched - mirror!spones, interesting world building imho
The Other One (E) - “After the encounter with the Mirror universe, both men have some problems they have to deal with.” (I actually don’t remember this one, but I have it saved... but don’t judge me if it’s weird; read the author’s notes) sequel Sugar Magnolia. These were written in 1998.
On Vulcan genomic engineering and love - this one though is a bit weird (proceed with an open mind), but the premise is quite interesting - McCoy becomes a half-Vulcan (I think this was actually the only fic I’ve read with that theme). “Spock has wanted for a long time to become fully Vulcan and finally devices a formula to allow him to manipulate his genetic structure to do just that. But in a freak accident, he injects McCoy with the formula, causing the Doctor to become half-Vulcan. Now with pon farr on Spock's heels, he must help the doctor learn to deal with his Vulcan half, while the two of them both try to live with their feelings for each other.” some hints at McCoy/Vulcan OC(m)
My Little Town - takes place after TUC, I’m personally very fond of this one for some reason. It has a completely different background for McCoy than what’s common. “McCoy’s mother just died, and McCoy goes to deal with the house. Spock tags along.” McCoy’s parents had a huge age gap, so if you’re bothered by it, maybe don’t read it.
stories by Tempest - Blackbird has trans!McCoy, Yon t'Ashaya - McCoy and Spock both serve on a Vulcan ship, Spock goes into pon farr [these two fics are what stuck with me after reading them three years ago, but the author has a lot more]
now you can also go through this list, but a lot of the links are broken, some can be accessed through wayback machine, some can’t.
and then you can also look through the Spiced Peaches list, which has fics from 2005 and up. Just in case you’ve never heard of the online spones zine.
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also a bonus tos!mirror!mckirk because why not. It’s a wip, unfortunately, but it’s still worth it because it’s tos!mckirk~ And like most other mirror verse fics on this list, it isn’t as dark as what’s written these days. It’s actually pretty tame. It’s by the same author as The World Bewitched and Nets in the Wind above.
The Getting or the Having & Dust - “In the Mirror-Universe Kirk finds out that his counterpart has a sexual relationship with McCoy. This makes him thinking things over.”
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dungeonzine · 1 month
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do you have an idea of how you’d like portfolios to be organized for artists applications? what kind of skills would you like demonstrated in portfolios?
Hello! Zine portfolios don’t need to use a fancy format—in fact, we prefer a simple Google Drive folder with about 3-10 pieces of your best work. No need to sort it by section or type of art. A good rule of thumb is to have as few clicks between the mods and the art as possible. Other formats work fine as well! Just make sure it’s publicly viewable and doesn’t contain extra material for us to scroll through. If we need to go searching for your art, we may simply not have the time to find it.
Generally, we recommend pieces included be somewhat “zine style,” so that we can get a good idea of the art you would contribute. This means full color, fully polished/rendered, full background, and in the style you would like to use for the project. If you don’t have pieces that fit that exact description, still submit your best work, though we strongly caution against including sketches or WIPs—it can come across as unprofessional. We’d rather you include less work than unfinished work (a portfolio is only as good as its weakest piece!). We also recommend that you sort the pieces in the order that you’d like the mods to see them, with your best first. With the amount of applications we are anticipating, we can’t promise we’ll have equal time to review every work.
For our zine specifically, we do recommend having a Dungeon Meshi piece to show how you draw the characters. It’s not required, but you’ve got some time to make one! We also recommend showing ability in drawing a multitude of body types, animals and monsters, food, and other common DM themes.
We will be evaluating overall skill and quality, especially style, composition, color, shading and rendering, backgrounds and perspective, and anatomy. There’s no specific “style” we prefer and we’re happy to feature a range of styles so long as they are well developed and polished.
This is a lot to keep in mind, but don’t stress too much about hitting every point! As long as we get to see your best work, you’ve done a great job. You can find some additional details about applying on our Carrd.
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ninjakk · 6 months
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Very excited to be part of the 2023 edition of @mxtxfoodzine, which is packed full of fanfic, gorgeous art and yummy recipes for you all to try at home. Out the 31st of October!
I could not resist combining my love of cooking, writing and MDZS 🥰 So much so, I ended up with two fanfics instead of one haha.
I can't wait to see what you guys think! I have a canon universe, burial mounds settlement fic - which I absolutely adored trying my hand at writing WQ for the first time. There's also a modern au, established Wangxian, fluffy adoption fic - which is something I'm very proud of as well ❤️
Here's a little taster for you all!
In A Pickle - with tasty pickled radish recipe and cute chibi artwork by @daynight139
"What are those?" Wen Yuan's tiny voice whispered in wonder.
"Chillies. They are really hot, so don't touch them, otherwise they will burn you and make you cry," Wen Qing cautioned the child, shooting him a sharp look of warning as she spoke.
Perplexed, Wen Yuan glared at the chillies, quietly wondering why they would want to burn him and make him cry personally.
And my second fic...
Bun In The Oven - with a recipe offering two tasty baked bao fillings and adorable artwork by @daynight139 which is full of hidden things for you to spot!
Lifting the two trays of golden baked bao out of the oven, he turned to place them onto cooling racks.
"Congratulations Lan Zhan, we're now the proud parents of an abundance of little ones!" Back to his usual chirpy self, he sent his husband another cheeky wink as he held a bun up towards him. "Shall we have a whole brood too, er-gege?" he giggled as he placed the last bun down to cool.
"Hmm... Let us start with one, for now." Lan Zhan's low voice sounded by his ear as two strong arms wrapped around him and pulled him in close.
I really hope anyone who reads my two new fics enjoys them as much as I relished writing them 💞
In the meantime, you can download the 2022 edition of the zine to get a flavour of what's to come.
Yes, I'm aware I have a thing about puns... I can only apologise 🤣
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ebberry-jay · 1 year
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Had a great time trying to mimic a Film Noire style poster of the Detective Princes for @upzines [on twitter] print!
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[Please don’t use She/Her for Naoto]
A black and white movie poster style illustration of Naoto Shirogane and Goro Akechi from the Persona series. They're depicted in typical detective fashion, holding their guns whilst backlit in an alleyway. There are many posters on the wall with references to different events in the persona timeline, and a shadow of Joker on the wall. The front of the alleyway has caution tape across it and has clear signs of rain on the cobblestone flooring. The text on the image has the Rank Up zine logo on the top left corner and subtitles reading "Naoto Shirogane and Goro Akechi, Detective Princes, The case of the phantom thief" to mimic a movie poster. End ID
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Fandom song animatic tournament: Side A Round 2
The other side - The Greatest Showman Musical
"Don't you wanna get away from the same old part you gotta play? 'Cause I got what you need, so come with me and take the ride It'll take you to the other side"
How bad can I be? - The Lorax (Movie)
"How ba-a-a-ad can I be? I'm just doing what comes naturally How ba-a-a-ad can I be? I'm just following my destiny How ba-a-a-ad can I be? I'm just doing what comes naturally How ba-a-a-ad can I be? How bad can I possibly be?"
Remember that we're voting on how Iconic they are for ANIMATICS, not for the song itself. In order to make things fair, the tone and mood of the song should not affect how iconic it is (for example, a serious song should not be considered more iconic than a joke song just because it's serious)
Propaganda and animatic links of the songs under the cut:
The other side - The Greatest Showman Musical
Propaganda:
uhhh i never watched the greatest showman but the song goes HARD and its cool as fuck to see how ppl portray these opposing tropes & characters in their animatics
Obnoxious as hell but without it weed be down so many homoerotically charged interactions. The enemies to lovers people would be quaking
it was so popular even i wanted to make an animatic of it 😭 (i never did cause i didn’t even have a stylus at the time but i think that was for the better)
Luz and Hunter. Grian and Mumbo / Etho and Bdubs. Hawks and Dabi. I'm sure I'm forgetting something
oh my god??? the homoerotism of trying to convince ur enemy to join ur side??? whats there not to love?
The only objectively good song in The Greatest Showman deserves some respect, god damn it. Also it's a very catchy way to show a character's betrayal/character changes in general.
The song just overall slaps and also it's great for showing characters having a conflict with one trying to convince the other to join the opposing side
its very character driven, so no wonder its very popular. almost every fandom ive been in has an animatic of this song.
Animatics with the song:
Creepypasta Marble Hornets
Karmaland
BNHA Villain Deku
The Owl House
The Promised Neverland
She-Ra
How bad can I be? - The Lorax (Movie)
Propaganda:
it’s an evil bop
I need everyone to go watch How Bad Can I Be? By Public Spam Account. The best animatic every, plus the song is perfect for any villain character and came from a movie deeply important to tumblr lore
...the only propaganda i have for this is the time two years ago when a zine team gave andrew francis like $50 to sing part of it in the voice of morro ninjago thanks to a joke about onceler morro. someone did animate it if that helps at all
Animatics with the song:
DSMP
Hermitcraft
Darkstalker Animatic
DeadCells The King Animatic
MBIT ENTJ Animatic
Please be cautious and read the title, description and warning cards on the animatic videos if you decide to watch them. If you've got specific triggers I'd recommend even more caution when watching animatics of fandoms you don't know, since sometimes canon-typical themes don't get warnings.
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hotspurpercy · 8 months
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A STRANGE KIND OF HUNGER — COMPLETE !
this is an extremely belated post, but i finally finished the third draft of a strange kind of hunger! it's been about a week, and i still don't really know what to do with myself. i started working on it at the start of the year, and it's been my mainstay for eight months — through the end of my first year of university, teaching strikes, the death of my granddad and a 10-day sailing expedition... and it's done. wow! it capped out at 98k (19k extra words), 45 chapters and even more tangled, complicated relationships than the last draft.
what comes next?
i've been having a writing break, not only to replenish my writing juices but also because i gave myself slight carpal tunnel in the mad final two days of drafting. when i'm replenished, i plan on:
writing some short stories to submit to student magazines at cambridge
editing my hotspur poem for a mini zine i'm making with a friend
picking a new long-form project to be my mainstay
and querying askoh!!
where can i read askoh?
as always, the very first draft is still available on wattpad, but i would caution against it. i won't be generally releasing this draft, but i will be looking for beta readers, so if you'd like a copy of the improvised ebook you can dm me on tumblr or discord (@/hotspurpercy)
( + TAGLIST UNDER THE CUT ! )
@villaneve / @vandorens-archive / @nallthatjazz / @starshots-blog1 / @cannivalisms / @perditism / @spillme / @upoffringar / @thelittlestspider / @wildswrites / @brownpaperhag / @akoumi / @quilloftheclouds / @absolute-nonsense-scribblings / @birdywrote / @tiredlittleoldme / @strangerays / @ninazeniks / @authortango / @aetherwrites / @caravagest / @chazzawrites / @anavkour / @videsnoir / @karamel-pop / @philocalizt / @cryptidsandqueers / @kingsinking / @muddshadow / @stephwriteswords
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cautionzine · 5 days
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⚡️Announcing Caution Volume 4!!⚡️
Through the Day and Ages is celebrating 20 years of The Killers, coming this August! Swipe for all the juicy deets!
Our zines are nothing without you, the fans. To be part of this milestone issue you can apply now on our brand new website! (You might find some other cool stuff on there) Link in bio!
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lexiklecksi · 2 months
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My library (tag game)
Thanks @brotrustmeicanwrite for tagging me to make a little library of stuff I wrote that I want others to see. Here is their library. I'm tagging @charlies-storybook @sourrcandy @charitet @innocentlymacabre to compile their writing in a library. Rules are below!
My poetry zine:
This magazine is a 25 double-sided pdf with a unique typographical design, including 11 English collab poems, 3 English poems and 21 German poems with 23 matching black & white photos. You can buy it for the low price of a small coffee (3€) or pay more to support me.
My German poetry book:
German synopsis: Muschelbruchstücke ist eine Sammlung an Gedichten geschrieben zwischen 2014 und 2021. Der Gedichtband erzählt von den kleinen Momenten, die das Leben lebenswert machen. Diese Poesie des Alltags wechselt von traurig und melancholisch, zu schwärmerisch und verträumt. Die Gedichte sind Bruchstücke der Gedankens- und Gefühlswelt der Autorin. Zusammengefügt durch die Fantasie der Leser:innen ergeben diese Muschelbruchstücke ein neues Ganzes.
My ya fantasy wip (wip page and masterpost)
Synopsis: Enya Arati, a half-breed of dragon and human, seeks revenge for her murdered family. She flees from her hometown Trevena and travels through the magical forest Avni, the high mountains of Zaltana and even the ocean in search of other dragon-borns. Humans, elafids, dwarfs, giants, satyrs and magical beings like faeries, elves, witches, and mages either help her or hunt her down. Will she get her revenge and set Trevena on fire? Or will her girlfriend, the siren Meara Kailani, help her forgive and chose a different path?
My flash fiction on AO3:
All my poetry collaborations:
Rules
Add one or more of your projects, finished or WIP, text or other media as long as it tells a story.
Add a link instead of text or images, so everything stays neat and organised.
Add a short description (feel free to use mine as a template)
Add TWs where necessary; If the tag would spoil too much add „TW proceed with caution“.
Tag at least 3 other people for every link you add.
If you weren’t tagged please still participate!
If you don’t want to participate, you can still tag other people you’d like to see here.
Tag list under the cut. Never miss a poem or a short story I write! Comment + if you want to be added or - to be removed from my tag list.
@matcha-chai @dg-fragments @silversynthesis @heartofmuse @scatteredthoughts2 @rhapsodyinblue80 @alaskaisnothere @stoic-words @september-stardust @wordsforsadpeeps @writingitdown @intothevortex @aubriestar @warriorbookworm @raevenlywrites @alex-a-roman @artsymagee @giantrobocock @theheightofdepression @writing-is-a-martial-art @beautifulimposter25 @callmepippin @a-musingmichelle @kirkshiresloss @rhythmiccreatorofbeuty @eos109 @azriel-alexander-holmes @tini-rat @captain-kraken
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aristocratic-otter · 3 months
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Introducing the first of my fics from the Lady Ruth Charity Zine,
The Bother About Brownies
Part 3 of the Dragonverse (Caution: this story is T, but the other two in the 'verse are E).
Art by @frjsti
Summary:
Baz is tasked with creating a dessert for the triplets' school cake sale. Brownies are such an easy recipe. What could go wrong? Everything.
“Ebb? What’s this?”
I found it when I was cleaning out Ebb’s backpack (which I should really do more often. I found not only a crushed and moldy half-eaten peanut butter sandwich, but also a squashed and juicy orange in the depths of the bag) (neither my nose, nor my hands will ever be the same). The paper is bright green, crumpled and stained with orange juice and other things that are less identifiable.
My scatterbrained daughter tumbles out of her room, flaps her wings twice to right herself, and then gallops over to me, giggling.
“Yes papa?” she asks, all big eyes and innocence.
“What,” I repeat, shaking the maltreated paper for emphasis, “is this?”
Ebb looks at it, and I swear I can see her mentally scratching her head. Then her eyes light up and she says, “Oh! Miss Sherry asked me to give it to you!”
I fight hard to keep from rolling my eyes. “And when was this?” I ask.
Again, the cogs turn in my seven-year old’s brain. I can almost smell them smoking (not as unlikely as you’d think, given my children’s draconic ancestry). Finally she says, “Monday?”
“Is that a question?” I smirk.
She shakes her head. “It was Monday. I remember ‘cuz Nat swatted me with his tail right before snack time, and I started to cry and Miss Sherry said “Come on Pitches, it’s only Monday!” And she asked me to take you that paper just after I got my backpack out to get my snack.”
Read on AO3
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lunarcrown · 10 months
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I'm sorry if this isn't the right place to ask, but what's zine? people I've asked say it's a kind of magazine but whenever I see it it never looks like a magazine at all? Again I'm sorry if you're not the right person to ask
No problem at all! I got u!!
So zines back in the day were non-commercial/underground DIY little stapled together books/pocket magazines featuring art/poetry/local info all sorts of things!! They were usually cheaply made and produced by hand for people that wanted to spread info and art to others! Some of them became big enough to BECOME magazines, but most liked staying in the “zine” zone and keeping small.
They also have ties to punk, queer and underground culture as ways of spreading information about meets, movements, and cautions at a time when internet searching wasn’t very prevalent.
Nowadays and online, they come in a variety of flavors and types, from small free pdf collections that are formatted for people to print out at home if they choose, to bigger endeavors that use crowdfunding to produce actual physical books of the collection for people to have!
You can put anything in a zine and theme it after whatever! They also don’t always have to be a community project, as you can make one yourself just for people to take if they’d like (sometimes artists release their sketchbooks mixed in with notes and stuff as a type of zine!)
There’s cooking zines, shipping zines, character zines, home repair zines- the list is endless!! Wether it’s a group of ppl coming together to share love for something, or an individual making something for others to view, they’re pretty neat!
And though they don’t have the formatting of magazines, they resemble them in that they’re full of both pictures AND writing! Though some can just be one or the other!
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harudnae · 7 months
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This is the NSFW fic I wrote for the @op-xreader-zine, with art from nastyhornz!
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Also posted on AO3 on 2023.09.20
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Shanks x gn!Reader (no pronouns used)
Summary: Your girlfriend introduces you to her husband.
Content warnings : PWP, afab gender-neutral Reader (no pronouns used), post-timeskip (pre-Wano), alcohol drinking, kissing, groping, blowjob, penetrative sex (Reader receiving), cum shot
Word count: 2k
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By now you have a good grasp of how deep it runs along with the kind of people it’s connected with all across the Blues, including the most feared pirates of the era. You’ve been at sea for long enough that you’re used to their codes, habits, and tendencies, and when it comes to trading with them, you trust your gut feeling because it’s never betrayed you.
- Who said information was the only thing worth trading?
Over the past ten years you’ve made a name for yourself in the Underworld.
Despite all this, one pirate remains inscrutable: Red-Haired Shanks.
You’ve been trading with him for years, yet you still can’t quite pin him down—not in the literal sense, though you wouldn’t mind either.
The man can be straightforward when he wants but he remains slippery, true to his reputation of powerful Yonkou under a relaxed facade. Such a strong energy, shrouded in mystery. Very handsome to boot, and sometimes flirtatious too, tiptoeing around the fine line between business and pleasure.
You’ve wondered what it’d be like to cross said line, too... To be fair, it’s pretty clear you’d been pining for each other for a while now, and it’s only out of professional caution that you never initiated anything. Still, it’s always a pleasant surprise when you answer your den den mushi to hear his voice. Civil and cautious as ever, you keep the conversation to the bare minimum.
“What do you want?”
“A headcount, and the whereabouts of anyone you can get currently residing on Hachinosu. A few millions if you’re in.”
You purse your lips and squint—on a weird stroke of luck, you just so happen to have most of the intel he’s looking for. “How many is a few?”
The den den mushi slightly smiles. “Fifty.”
Your eyebrows shoot up in delighted surprise. “You’ve got a deal.” You provide the name of a quiet port town along with a date and time. Once you get acknowledgement you hang up, spine tingling with excitement at the prospect of meeting with him soon.
On the agreed upon day, Shanks waits for you on the outskirts of town, a black cape wrapped around him with the hood up to conceal his identity. The half-baked disguise would fool a regular citizen, maybe a witless pirate, but you had traded with him often enough to know better.
Your heart beats faster as you recognize all too well his lopsided smile curving under the hood at your approach, but you avoid his gaze and keep an even pace as you walk past him.
He follows you into a deserted alley and proceeds with the exchange.
You merely comment, “That’s generous.”
“That was our agreement.”
“Those two aren’t mutually exclusive.”
Shanks pulls his hood back, freeing a few red strands as he reveals his face.
“Thanks, as always,” he says.
You nod slightly. “My pleasure.”
“Say, I’m gonna have a drink in town. Wanna join me? My treat.”
You look back up and hold his gaze, full of mischief and determined. His offer is unusual, though somewhat unsurprising since the few conversations you’ve had together gave you hints of mutual interest, and it’s the first time he actually makes a move. A smirk curves your lips. “Why not?”
Shanks offers to go to an inn downtown, which is pleasantly lively yet not too crowded. As promised, he treats you to a drink, then another after tempting you into staying a little longer. On the surface he’s in it for the small talk, but you see the way he observes you, or the way his smile keeps growing as you indulge him in a silly, innocuous story.
You’re not drunk yet—making sure to keep valuable information to yourself— just pleasantly buzzed, enough for your gaze to linger a little longer on his lips or his hand as you chat, filing the mental images for later perusal.
Shanks leans a little over the table between you, making your cheeks heat up at the proximity. “Who do you work for, really?”
You raise an eyebrow. “You should know better than to ask me that, Red-Hair.”
He holds your gaze and drops his voice a little, “Too bad. I’d hate to have the hots for a World Government dog.”
“You’re not serious,” you jab back.
Shanks flashes you his lopsided smile again. “I’m always serious.”
You know for a fact that he isn’t, but you still take the bait. “And what makes you think I’d be interested too?”
He lifts a scarred eyebrow. “Never said that.”
A slip-up, that’s rare coming from you, when knowledge is power and your main source of revenue. You blame the beer for your sloppiness, rolling your eyes and evading, “Like you’re gonna say that just for the sake of it. Please, Red-Hair, I’m not naive.”
“Never said that you are, either; I wouldn’t be trading with you otherwise.”
You mentally slap yourself for the second example of carelessness that evening, and glare. “Fair.”
His smile grows larger. “But since you mentioned it... are you? Interested, I mean.”
You give him a quick once over. You know you should keep your guard up, but you let it down twice in a row just now; it’s been too long and the tension between you two electrifies the air at this point. You lick your suddenly dry lips.
“Do you really need to ask?”
Shanks hums. “I’ve got a room here, you know.”
You huff a light chuckle as you realize the whole drink-at-the-inn thing was well thought out. “Shall we?”
Shanks graciously leads the way upstairs and into his room. You’ve just stepped in when he locks the door and wraps his arm around your waist to pull you into his personal space.
A little short of breath, you quietly tease, “What’s the hurry?”
He bites his lower lip. “I waited too long,” he quietly confesses, and dives in for a kiss.
You almost melt at the contact, long-awaited and far better than your expectations, his lips soft and warm against yours. You lean into his touch, wrapping your hands around his shoulders for support, then moan into his mouth when he slides his tongue between your lips.
Shanks’ warm hand slides up and curls around the back of your neck, tilting your head to deepen the kiss, assertive and demanding as he walks you backwards, trapping you with his bulk against the closest wall.
When he finally leans back, you gasp for air and slide his cape off his shoulders, taking a moment to visually appreciate his strong build. Then you bring a hand to his chest, palming at a pectoral as you idly bite your lower lip.
“Like what you see?” he teases, flashing you his trademark lopsided smile.
You meet his gaze and counter, “Not enough yet.” You run your hands down his torso and undo the few buttons on his shirt before sliding the irrelevant garment off his broad shoulders.
Shanks braces his arm on the wall next to your head, still smiling, then he leans in and huskily asks, “What’s your trade?” His breath raises goosebumps where it lands across your neck in a sexier reenactment of your usual conversations.
Your head falls into the curve of his shoulder. Determined to get the best out of this situation, you set aside all thoughts of professionalism and crane your neck to murmur under his ear, “Fuck me.”
Shanks leans in again, just close enough that you can feel his smile against your skin as he goes on, “What’s in it for me?”
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You exhale a quiet chuckle and tuck your thumbs into Shanks’ sash. You unwrap and drop it, then you push him back slightly. Then, holding his gaze, you sink to your knees, sliding his pants down on the way, revealing tented underwear.
His pupils widen and he lifts very interested eyebrows. “You’ve got a deal.”
You smile and slide his underwear down before leaning in, only breaking eye contact when you wrap your lips around his throbbing cock. You start slow and gentle, but a few encouraging moans later you’re properly blowing him off, holding his hips and coating his rock hard erection with spit.
Shanks groans when his tip rubs against the back of your throat, and his hips tense under your hands for a brief moment.
You lean back, running your tongue on the underside of his cock as you let it slide out of your lips. You look up and exhale a quiet pleased sound, a smile curving your lips.
Shanks is absolutely gorgeous, chest and shoulders moving with each breath, muscles taut with restraint, a curtain of red hair casting shadows across his handsome face.
Your eyes linger on his tongue as it darts out to wet his lips, then you meet his gaze, heavy and wanting.
Shanks gently rocks his hips forward, rubbing the head of his cock against your still drawn tongue. You curl your tongue under his frenulum, making him hiss then exhale a deep moan. Biting his lower lip in an obvious show of restraint, he slowly pushes further while his gaze drifts down to your mouth.
Acknowledging his carefulness, you softly hum and invitingly open your mouth wider.
Shanks’ scarred eyebrow briefly twitches, and after a brief hesitation he leans back to get out of your way.
Mildly disappointed, you lick your lips and throw him a curious glance.
Shanks squats down, his intense gaze diving into yours as he cups your chin and tilts it up. His warm breath fans over your lips when he says, “You sure know how to trade.” And he dives in to claim your mouth.
You’re almost out of breath when he finally breaks the kiss and pulls you up so you’re both standing again.
Shanks’ wandering hand raises goosebumps on your back where it snuck under your shirt, and there’s mischief in his smile when he next says, “I’ll hold my end of the deal, then.”
Flattered by his eagerness, you crack a smile and exhale a soft chuckle, then gasp when he flips you around, pushing you against the wall once more with his strong body.
Shanks leans back and pulls your bottom garments down in one swift movement, taking a moment on his way back up to slide his fingers across your inner thigh.
You step out of your clothes and brace your arms on the wall, curving your back for better access. Your breathing gets heavier once his fingertips find your folds, spreading the wetness there and teasing your entrance.
Shanks’ fingers are removed too soon, only to be replaced by his spit-coated cock that he slides into you without further ado.
Your fingers curl against the wall and you exhale a lewd moan once he’s sheathed in. “Oh, fuck...”
“Oh yeah”, Shanks growls, and he starts thrusting into you right away, hard and fast.
With every other sinful sound passing past your lips under his ministrations, you feel his cock throbbing into you, stretching you further, and you bet he’s close already. You turn your head around and bite your lower lip at the view.
Tanned skin glistening with sweat over taut muscle, brow furrowed in the effort, pretty lips slightly parted, dark gaze locking with yours–Shanks is close alright, and you’re not faring much better. His hand slides from your hip to your back, tracing the dip of your spine up to the back of your neck, pushing you against the wall while he fucks you silly.
A harder thrust makes you see stars lingering behind your eyelids when you close your eyes. You slide a hand down and press it over your swollen clit, reaching for the orgasm that’s been building up inside you. Your inner walls flutter around Shanks who pounds deeper in return, finally sending you off the edge.
You’re just starting to come down from cloud nine when he pulls out and tucks his cock between your ass cheeks.
Shanks cums with a series of heavy moans, throbbing against you and painting your lower back with cum. After he leaned back and helped clean you up, he asks, “You won’t tell me who you work for, huh?”
“Mhm. The only thing I can say is that the Underworld and the World Government don’t really mix.”
“Ooh, is that so?”
You have a feeling he already knew that, so you simply shrug.
“Then I’m afraid I’ll have to require another trade, soon.”
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