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thepaintpirate · 11 months

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| One Piece characters and what makes them interested pt.2 |

Strawhat allies + Perona + Coby + Smoker

G/n

Law -

Respectful and expecting respect

Congratulations you've soothed his constant headache by just listening to him. Now he'll make sure you're present whenever he's making a plan.

Following orders and trusting what he says is something he really likes, because it shows some loyalty but also that you trust him. To think that you would makes him feel things. But also respecting him as a captain, whether he's your own or you're on an allied crew.

But Law also likes someone that's not gonna let people walk all over them. Sticking to what you believe, giving your own thoughts and sharing your concerns is important to him. Being brave enough to have a voice is very admirable.

Having a soft spot

Law's not soft, or at least he likes to pretend he isn't or doesn't care. He's said it before that he thinks pirates helping people is against their nature, but he's like a walking contradiction.

However, seeing you do it without fear of what people will say, makes him smile. Having a soft spot, particularly for kids or the sick, is what makes you human. Be aware though that this man might accidentally start putting you on a pedestal for it so try and pull him away from that idolising tendency.

Kid -

Being strong

No doubt about it this man won't settle for someone he considers a worm. You've got to be strong, but that can be in a few different ways.

Physical strength is something he'll notice immediately, and though it invokes the need to fight in him he also finds it very attractive. Being proud of yourself and your body, unashamed by your strength or power. He does it too, it only makes sense you'd match.

A strong will however, is something he'll start to appreciate later. Not letting yourself get bossed around or bullied, standing for what you think is right and kicking the ass of people who try to change that... Wow, he didn't even realise how much he could like that before. If I'm being honest, this probably makes him like you more than physical strength.

Letting loose and having fun

If you're a snooze, he's already out the door. You've got to be interesting at least, and one thing that makes you interesting is matching his need to party and drink. You're not afraid to match him drink for drink or gamble.

It's that you don't care about who's looking at you that makes him feel good, you're like him in that sense. You're going to live how you want to live and enjoy yourself doing it.

Killer -

Not being nosey

You know what you need to and you don't pry unless you have to. You're not pushing him to talk to you or others for things, you stick to your own business.

This also applies with his appearance. He likes that you aren't trying to get to know him because you want to see his face you're doing it because you can. His face doesn't matter and it's not your business and you know that, he appreciates it a lot.

Contrast from the everyday

Where his life is busy, loud and full of violence, you offer a peaceful contrast. He's not a kind or gentle person, he knows that and he won't change it not even for you, but he likes that you compliment him. Opposites attract, yet you don't judge.

You'll continue to be your sweet self to him, care for his injuries and make him food or drinks. He'll never admit it but he likes that you dote on him, keep doing it. His violence doesn't scare you because you know he's not going to do anything to you, as cheesy as that sounds.

Perona -

Being creative/making things

She loves a creative, being one herself in her own way. I like to imagine she's a skilled seamstress as well as making her plushies, you're adding to her arsenal of cute things by making stuff yourself. Make her paintings, baked goods, pottery and you name it. She's just happy someone is paying attention to her and her interests too.

Make an effort to take her somewhere to do this stuff together or bake together, she's loving life if you to.

Don't treat her like a child

Most people don't want this anyway, but it's here specifically. She's not dumb, she's not weak and she certainly doesn't need a babysitter. It's true that she can be a brat but act about it in an adult way and listen to her, she thrives when people are actually hearing her instead of sticking a polkadot plaster on the wound.

If you treat her this way, she'll start trying to act better too. She knows she can take a lot of effort, but she also knows she's worth it. If you put care and consideration towards her she'll acknowledge that and she loves that.

Coby -

Be his equal

This is kind of like the respect yourself and himself type of thing. Coby wants someone who's on equal footing with him, doesn't have to be physically but mentally is most important. Being fair, being mature and being caring is what's for him.

He wants you to know that you're worth it, and in turn that he's woty it too because he struggles to see it sometimes. Remind each other just how important you both are, it's like teamwork.

Trusting him

He can do his job well and come back alive, so can you. So trust him when he's no a difficult mission that he'll come back. And in times where things are confusing and the world is so hard to read now, trust his judgement.

This applies to his relationship with the strawhats, you trust him that they aren't so bad because he's met them and he knows Luffy. He appreciates that you believe him and his quiet little fan boy moments when reading the latest newspaper.

Smoker -

Being professional

Doesn't have to be all the time, but the ability to switch from your private life to your marine life is a big deal for him. You can still joke and tease lightly, but he's not big on PDA and he won't like it much if you try anything near his crew or bosses.

But as soon as you're in a place of comfort or home, he's all yours.

Care about him

Don't worry every day and night, but when you see him and he looks tense or stressed at least try and alleviate it. Run him a bath or get him a nice tub of hot water for his feet. He also really appreciates drinks and food at times like this, having warm food or tea after a long mission makes things much better. Seeing you care for him makes him blush, and he blushes easily so keep going.

But also checking in on him mentally is important. His mental health needs care too, and it can be soothed just by having a nice conversation with him and menial daily tasks to distract him from work. In private he actually likes the few jokes and bits or sarcasm you give him.

Okaaayy ik this is a small post but I'm not good at writing some characters but I'll try, for example a lot of marines. I'm doing a separate post to this for Whitebeard and Roger pirates, probably adding Red haired pirates and Revs too.

But please drop who you want to see in future posts.

#one piece #one piece headcanons #one piece x reader #trafalgardwaterlaw #eustace kid #killer one piece #perona #coby one piece #smoker one piece

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strqyr · 2 years

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Do you have any more parallels with Yang and Cinder?

oh i have a whole list:

- they both lost an arm to a rose-themed warrior with a black-and-red color scheme.

- interestingly enough, when yang lost her right arm, the world turned black, but when cinder lost her left arm, it turned white.

- they both have a recovery arc at the same time, exploring stuff like the fear they have in regards to their new arms, and strength/power during their training; tai's advice to yang can be summed up as "strength isn't everything in a fight", while salem tells cinder to stop holding back with her powers.

- part of their development is learning to fight/operate in smarter ways, not just relying on pure strength, cinder just learns it later than yang.

- when they leave home, it's to find raven, because raven has something they need.

- yang needs raven to open a portal to qrow so she can get to ruby faster, while raven tells cinder she wants qrow dead which leads to ruby being brought up as well.

- raven offers a different deal to both of them, but yang actually gets what she needed in the first place without compromising anything, while cinder needs to accept that offer and compromise to get what she came for. (both yang and cinder end up walking through a portal in the end, anyway.)

- cinder fights raven, loses and doesn't get the relic, ends up falling down into the darkness, separated from her allies. yang fights raven, wins and gets the relic, rising back into the light to reunite with her friends and family.

- this gets somewhat reversed in V8, though some of yang's friends and family get yeeted into the darkness with her, while cinder still loses/gets rid of her allies even though she got the relics this time around.

- then there's the whole "giving explanations while giving the relics away" thing i just talked about here.

i think that's most of the story stuff, but i might have forgotten something while trying to make this as cohesive and non-rambly as possible.

the rest is more non-story character stuff: they're both fire-themed, reflected in their semblance names (burn, scorching caress). yang's weapons are called ember celica, quick translation being "heavenly ember" which brings to mind the sun, thus daytime. cinder's weapons are called midnight, so ya know, nighttime = moon. yang's emblem is also a burning heart full of color, while cinder's emblem has an empty heart, formed by the two glass slippers.

i guess you could also make a point how they have somewhat similar personalities in that they're both quick to anger, and they have a need to appear strong to hide their vulnerabilities from others – which often translates to getting angry first if it's about a topic they would rather not want to talk about.

#rwby #yang xiao long #cinder fall #anon #ask.strqyr #if you'll notice lot of the stuff about strength and fear and power and needing to appear strong also applies to raven so #ya know

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thedemisedroyal · 3 years

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Dangerous Betrayal | TVD/TO

The Vampire Diaries & The Originals

AU Story

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 | 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓

𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙾𝙽 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝚂𝙸𝚇!

I do not own the name of Scarlet Witch, nor anything involving her, I just really loved the name, it suits my characters. It belongs to Marvel and everyone on that side, I only own 'Esme' and her plot lines/storylines.

• E S M E •

"The one of all kinds.."

"The one that rules all.."

"The one who is darkness and light combined.."

Voices..that's all the girl heard as she was forced awake, it was nearly three o' clock in the morning, pitch black outside with everyone asked in the Gilbert household. Except for a stumbling Esme who was trying to make her way out the bedroom to call for help, but it was as if her body was controlling it against her will, driving her away.

Instead, she fell atop her desk, dropping books, papers, pens and pencils on the floor, making a lot of noise. She supported herself on the dark wood desk, her hands clenching the sides of the desk. Jordan looked up, the mirror that was attached showed the girl her reflection.

Her eyes were glowing a neon scarlet red, along with the same colored flares dancing around her hands. She tilted her head a bit, confused as to what was happening. It was a moment as if the world around her stopped, a light bulb turning on in her head,"Oh no." The goddess knew exactly what she was, or what Esme was. "Shit, shit, shit..you've got to be kidding me." She ranted, but her anger was swept away and relaxed by immense pain, she yelled in agony.

Her hands clenching even tighter, if possible, on the sides of her wooden desk, the sounds of snapping filled the room. Jordan fell to the ground, holding her head, letting go of the two, rather large, chunks of the desk she broke off from her inhuman strength. Jordan curled into a fetal position, clutching her head, opening her shut eyes, seeing the walls of her room covered int the same red scarlet flares that shined from her eyes and covered her hands.

That was the last thing she saw before she completely knocked out, welcoming the dark abyss.

***

"Esme!" The female voice echoed throughout the dizzy-headed girl, who was still in fetal position on the floor, beside her bed. "Esme! Get your butt down here! You said you would help me get ready for the Founder's Day Party!" The brunettes eyes slowly opened, taking in her surroundings, noticing the bright, shiny sun pouring into her room.

Jordan groaned, holding her head as she slowly lifted herself up from the ground, just sitting on her butt, looking around her room with widened eyes. It was completely wrecked and ruined, her bookshelf was on the floor, the books covering the room all over. Her hanging paintings were on the floor, slightly ripped and scratched. Her mirror on her desk was cracked all over, shards of glass scattering on the floor and desk beside her. Clothes that were perfectly hung in the closet and folded in her drawer, which was on the ground, were thrown into different places all over her room.

She got up from the floor, in complete distraught and shock,"What the fuck happened." Jordan cursed under her breath, walking around her. As she walked towards her curtains, where the sun shined through, her arms had hit the rays of sun, making her skin sizzle from the contact. "Shit!" She yelled, pulling the arm away, grabbing on to it as pain spread through her wound. Jordan looked at it, seeing the bubbling skin, that was literally smoking, heal within three seconds. "Woah." She whispered, she touched the healed wound, confused as to what happened.

Jordan slowly moved her hand to the rays once again, slightly shaking with anticipation. She sucked in a breath was she was once again burned with sunlight. Quickly pulling back, taking a deep breath, already seeing her hand healing. Jordan ran a hand through her hair, clearly frustrated, "Scarlet witch, really! You have to be fucking kidding me!" Jordan exclaimed, kicking her bed that soon flew across the room,"Oh!" She yelled, putting her hands around her mouth.

"Esme!" Elena yelled louder from downstairs, the girls eyes widened. "Sorry, coming!" She yelled back, looking around the room in fear. Jordan shook her head, just grabbing her thin jacket, and walking out the room but remembering to lock it on her way out. She walked down the stairs to see Bonnie and Elena in the kitchen, talking about nail polish, she plastered a smile and put on her act. "Ooh, la la. It looks like someone's getting all dolled up!" Esme spoke, Elena turned around from the sink, rolling her eyes at her sister.

Bonnie chuckled, putting down the two nail polishes she was holding,"Hey squeakers!" Esme stopped walking and glared at the Bennet,"Are you ever going to stop calling me that, branches?" The Gilbert playfully asked, Bonnie smiled but sent a soft glare,"Whenever you stop calling me branches!" Bonnie exclaimed, the two laughed and sent each other a smile.

Elena softly smiled,"You guys are so annoying." The eldest twin rolled her eyes, sitting down on her chair. "Shut it gillies." Bonnie and Esme said in unison, Elena glared at the two,"I thought we decided to forget that situation.." Elena muttered under her breath, the two shook their heads,"Never my dear sister, never." Esme sent a sarcastic smirk her way, sitting down as well.

***

Jordan blew air out of her mouth, annoyed by her current situation. She was expected to got to the Founders Day Party, with Bonnie, as the two were left by their fellow best friends, all alone. The two agreed on being each other's dates to the party, but Jordan had to make an excuse to being late, as if she walked in the sun she would be bacon, literally. She told the others that Jenna didn't want her to leave unless she cleaned her dirty room like she promised for the past week, but haven't done.

Luckily, in her case, her room was already dirty. With her desk broken, glass everywhere, clothes thrown across the room, her drawer on the floor and her bed across the damn room. And not only that but, she, or Esme, was a damn Scarlet Witch, probably the last one in this entire world. What was worse is that Jordan doesn't know how to control her powers, she may be one of the strongest creatures to walk this universe, but it had seem as if her knowledge within controlling her powers had completely left her mind, and she knew why.

The voices were messing with her, mainly Adira and Eila, who absolutely hate the girl. They had so much power of the goddess, and she was completely and utterly powerless. As for the past sixteen years of her new life, she was temporarily stripped of the Firstbeing power she owned. Without any knowledge on how to control it, but, Jordan did know some information about the Scarlet Witches that supposedly all died nearly thousands of years ago.

Unfortunately, with all this thinking, and like usual, the princess was lost in thought and didn't hear anything around her, especially not her door opening. She turned to face the door, seeing a scared Jenna, she furrowed a brow until she felt it. Power...surging through her entire body, she lifted her hands, seeing the scarlet red flares wrapping around them. Jenna suddenly turned around and ran out of the door, before she could scream, Jordan appeared already in front of her, tackling her to the floor.

"Stop!" Jordan forced her down to the ground, holding Jennas wrist, who was still fighting. The two locked eyes, "Stop resisting me and listen?" Jordan exclaimed, and just like that, Jenna stopped, the goddess quirked a brow, "What?" She muttered,"You guys okay over there?" Elena shouted, her eyes widened in fear. "Yeah, stubbed my toe of the table!" The brunette yelled back, wincing a bit.

"Oh, okay." Elena bought the lie, Jordan let out a breath she was holding. She looked back at the aunt, remembering one of the powers these types of witches held were, as vampire, compulsion. Jordan looked Jenna right in the eye, her pulls dilating, "You won't remember this encounter, nothing within this hour. You'll go back downstairs and do whatever it was you were doing beforehand. When someone asks you where I am, you say.."

***

"Your sister is not leaving this house until she is done with that disgusting room of hers." Jenna playfully told, looking at the girl with a small smile, Esme rolled her eyes. "Don't worry, I'll get it finished and I will meet you lovely ladies at the party." Esme reassured her sister, aunt and fellow best friend, sending a sweet smile toward them. They nodded and grabbed their stuff, heading out the door, saying goodbye and heading to the party.

Jordan closed the front door, quickly checking around her surrounding before using her vampire-speed to her room. Closing her bedroom door and locking it, looking around her room to face the horrible mess.

She cleared her throat, putting her hands in front of her face, trying to concentrate. Slowly, the neon red flares surrounding her hands, the same color started to glow from her eyes as well. Without thinking, she shot the balls of power she held within her palm, to the ground.

The red flares covered the floor and made their way to the walls, and finally the ceiling. The power redesigned the room just how it was before. Shards of glass were gone, the bookshelves and the books it held were out nicely back together. Her bed was back in the middle of her room, nicely made, pillows fluffed and all. Even her desk that is usually messy with papers and notebooks, was organized, cleaned of dust, and the fairy lights that were around the mirror even worked again, though they went out months ago and Jordan was lazy to get the replaced Everything was absolutely perfect, maybe a few irks but she would get the hang of it.

Jordan's celebration was short-lived as a massive headache soared through her head, she clenched her eyes shut and supported herself on the wall nearby. "Woah." She rubbed her eyes and forehead to try and soothe the pain. "Really need to work on that." Jordan pushed off of the wall, steadying herself, opening her eyes to once more see the clean room.

She smiled,"Now all we gotta do is find a dress." Jordan whispered to herself, now realizing she didn't have anything to wear to the Founders Day Party. But, the girl had a hour to spare, as the sun was still up, and she couldn't leave, not yet anyways. Jordan ran a hand through her dark chocolate brown hair, "Lets get ready, shall we?" She asked herself out loud, clapping her hands together as her process to get ready had begun.

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