#mio's crew

[dru-plays-starbound]

Too Many Critters!

First, it was the slug in the kitchen leaving slime-trails over Sparkfoot's ingredients.

Then it was the sackbag in George's bed, followed by...

...the tiny croc in the showers which had Kata running, dripping and screaming.

Next was the ore nibbler causing Freya to waste a whole day fixing the atomic furnace. (But the narfish in the hologram didn't bother anyone).

The final nail was drilled by the steam spider in Fife's infirmary.

"The Captain can't keep leaving critters running around the ship!" cried Sparkfoot. "It's unsanitary!" "It's alarming!" cried Kata, and George nodded along. "It's dangerous!" cried Freya. "Something," Fife said, "must be done!"

"Boss," said Kata to Yuudai, "please will you speak to the Captain about this?" "Imploring. She listens to you," said Sparkfoot to Xictli. "Alright," Xictli and Yuudai said. "We'll see what can be done."

"Come," said Captain Mio when Xictli knocked on the bridge door. "Captain," said Yuudai. "The crew are concerned with the number of critters you keep abandoning on the ship." "They are becoming a nuisance and a danger," said Xictli. "Oh?" Mio asked. "The ore nibbler ate through the atomic furnace." "The slug spoiled food and the steam spider left rust in the infirmary." "And the crew don't like being surprised in their quarters." "Oh dear," said Captain Mio. "I'll see what I can do."

The first thing to do, thought Captain Mio, was to collect all the critters together. So she went around zapping up all the critters with the relocator tool. All the siders and the scarabs and the blobs and all the other critters.

Then she though 'well now I have them all, where shall I take them?' She couldn't just dump them on any only planet - they were too use to being fed. So the Captain thought long and hard. "I know!" she exclaimed to herself. "I can take them to the Zoo on Altais! The keepers there will be able to take them and look after them for me. And I can visit them any time I like."

So off she went and talked to the zoo keepers. "Of course we can look after your critters!" the zoo keeper said. "We'll be happy to have them." Mio put the critters in a special box for the zoo keeper and petted them all. "Visit any time," the zoo keeper said, smiling. "Of course. I'll see you soon!" Mio said, happy that the critters and her crew would all be happy again.

Made for the Jan 2024 prompt: Critters

#starbound #starbound fanfic #starbound fanfiction #oc mio #mio's crew #sbprompts24 #wandering words #idky I decided to write this like a children's picture book. I've not felt much like writing properly since ~nov but I think this suits #also IDK what is up with that narfish. there's some bounding-box issue which means I can't get it back in the aquarium...

[druidx]

OC Favourites Tag

Thanks for the tag @bodoramzap

Rules: share photos of your OC’s fave Colour, Food, Season, Animal and Pastime.

Tagging back: @aalinaaaaaa @thewriteflame @wildswrites @aquadestinyswriting @artdecosupernova-writing @autumnalwalker @blind-the-winds @eli-writes-sometimes @hannahcbrown @oh-no-another-idea @rhikasa @swordsoulwrites @winglesswriter @andromeda-grace @writingmaidenwarrior

Since I'm still on my Starbound kick, I thought I'd do this for Kata, the assistant engineer on Mio's ship.

Fave colour: Red

Fave food: Coralcreep Curry

Fave season: Winter

Fave Animal: Whisper

Fave pastime: Reading

(Whispers are considered monsters in the game, because they're always aggressive, but they'll still count for animal, I think)

Some misc backstory I came up with for Kata while making this. She grew up on a Snowy planet type (maybe something to do with the frost is responsible for her muteness?). The ship is climate controlled, but when certain dates roll around she can't help but miss the snow, and being able to cozy up next to a fire with a nice hearty curry. She usually enjoys fieldwork, but absolutely cannot go down to any desert, arid or other hot planet types, because she cannot deal with the heat.

Photo credits

Kata made in Heroforge by me

Red fabric - @ukotasthane on Unsplash.com

Curry - @/grimnoire on Unsplash.com

Snow - @/craig_bradford on Unsplash.com

Whisper - taken from Starbounder.org, image added by Katzeus

Book - @thenathanaguirre on Unsplash.com

#meta writing #oc favourites #tag game #starbound #starbound fanart #starbound fanfic #starbound fanfiction #oc kata #mio's crew #meta wandering words #this has been in my drafts so long #I am disappointed I couldn't find any Whisper fanart for this

[saccharisu-draws]

OBSESSED with the way this girl sits. 🪑

#I love her smug snarky ass so muchhhh #bringin' lots of flavor with her colorful language to the crew :) #eunie #eunie xenoblade #xenoblade chronicles #xenoblade chronicles 3 #xbc3 #sena #mio #lanz #sorta #digital #fanart #I wanna say this was a doodle but it was another one of those instances where I got carried away ahhhhh...;;

[tehzeldamaster]

For a future AU I have where the crew are all in their 30s

It's an AU where their crew stays together and live as bounty hunters/vigilantes. And ofc its a big 4 AU, so Steinbell, Remura, Wivry and Krisguna are all a thing.

Most of it is just an expansion of the dilf stbl AU I came up with so I dont have much for the others yet lol

For this AU their ages are

Shiki 30

Weisz 32

Homura 31

Rebecca 30

Kleene 29

Jinn 33

Laguna 34

(Shining Stars n/a since they don't age obvs)

#edens zero #shiki granbell #weisz steiner #rebecca bluegarden #homura kogetsu #kleene rutherford #jinn rutherford #laguna husert #witch regret #sister ivry #hermit mio #my art #my AU #there are more headcanons on twitter tbh #i went ham with them last night lol #anyways idk i just love when characters keep scars injuries etc as a permanent reminder of the things they persevered through #rather than just going back to #thus why most of them have battle scars/scars from EG overuse and missing limbs and shit #the crew here has actually properly dealt with their trauma and struggled to make choices in this universe #EZ is severely lacking when it comes to inner conflict so #anyways-

[cope-to-anime]

Things that Remind me of the Kamaboko Crew

A/N: This includes Senjuro. I just think he’s so cute and he fits so well with the crew! : >

Tanjiro Kamado

early morning air, helping someone with their homework, sun showers, a comforting memory, taking pictures of the sky

Nezuko Kamado

strawberry shortcake, sleeping in the car during a long road trip, singing a line from a really old song, sewing a flower onto a sweater sleeve, the hug you give a friend that you haven’t seen in a long time

Zenitsu Agatsuma

the first day of a new school year, orange creamsicles, crying when a friend begins to cry, making sure you always have someone to eat lunch with, listening to music in the train

Inosuke Hashibira

school rooftops, blueberry muffins, roller skates, comic books, jumping on puddles

Kanao Tsuyuri

melodica, linking pinky fingers with a friend, walking around in the library, dandelions, multi-colored gel pens

Genya Shinazugawa

lavender, stopping to pet a stray dog, the hour just before the sun sets, grape soda, watching time pass by during a class you don’t like

Senjuro Rengoku

having a pen pal, making a wish-list, being the first person to greet someone on their birthday, cardigans, pumpkin soup

#mio #anime #anime imagines #anime headcanons #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #headcanons #kamaboko squad #kamaboko gang #things that remind me of the kamaboko crew #kny #kny headcanons #demon slayer headcanons #tanjiro kamado #nezuko #nezuko kamado #zenitsu agatsuma #inosuke hashibira #kanao tsuyuri #shinaguzawa genya #rengoku senjuro

[wheres-all-the-tea-gone]

I was up late last night and idk maybe I’m crazy,

BUT I was listening to annapantsu’s recent cover of Once Upon A December and just-

Picture this:

The clock ticking, and it starts off with the clock in the square where young Noah is. Then a shot of Nimue/Isard/Taion’s pocket watch. Then a flame clock.

Then,

Dancing bears (Ursula playing music with Beary), painted wings (any shot of a high entia character from XB1/Future Connected.

Things I almost remember (older Noah frowning)

And a song someone sings, Once upon a December (young Noah looking toward the stone arch/alley in the after credits, listening to Mio’s flute)

Someone holds me safe and warm (a shot of Noah and Mio holding hands)

Horses prance through a silver storm, Figures dancing gracefully (unfortunately not sure here. 😅)

Across my memory (excitement picks up. Shots in a whirlwind of good and bad. Good times with his friends, heroes, fights against mobius and Z. Stuff about N.)

…

…

Someone holds me safe and warm (Noah and Mio kissing.)

Horses prance through a silver storm, Figures dancing gracefully, Across my memory (more of the good and bad of his life/lives. Friends, enemies, heroes)

Far away, long ago (maybe a few brief shots of XB1 gang and then XB2 gang 🤔)

Glowing dim as an ember (Noah and Mio running toward each other as the worlds split again)

Things my heart used to know (Noah and Mio playing music together, both as Off Seers and that bit they do together, happily playing the flutes when at a campsite.)

Things it yearns to remember (friends. Lingering on Mio)

And a song someone sings (young Noah looking toward the alley again. Maybe also Mio playing by herself, I think there’s at least once she does this in a cutscene.)

Once upon a December (young Noah going towards the stone arch/alley)

#idk I just got excited and needed to get it out #oh if I had the video editing skills and energy I’d be unstoppable #XB1 and XB2 crew make appareances because I’m hoping for an epilogue DLC game with the possibility of Mio related to Nia and Noah knowing #crys who might be Shulks kid #xenoblade #xenoblade 3 #xenoblade chronicles 3 #xenoblade 3 spoilers #noah #Mio #amv idea #sorry for long post not sure how to shorten or read more on mobile

[cacophonyofpersonalities]

@crew-from-capulet​

Sleep. Wonderful, important, ever so amazing sleep. Romano was well aware that he had other commitments to get to today but, for now he wanted to lay about in the bed until just the time his guest was going to arrive. Was just going to be Tarrek showing up for now so he wasn’t too pressed about throwing on all of his clothes; just some sweatpants and leave the shirt off because he was feeling warm.

Or flirty.

Maybe both.

Just as the man had been slowly lulling himself back to sleep for an approximated twenty minutes his phone’s alarm buzzed on, and elicited a very gruff response from Romano who reached over blindly and hit the button on the side to shut the thing off. “Fuck sake...” yawns a bit as he rolls over rubbing his face a bit before sitting up and finally forcing himself to slide off the bed and stand up with a big stretch.

  “Need a nap later...” another yawn before he starts to meander about his morning routine.

#crew-from-capulet #Verse; Mio Carissimo Lupo #Muse; Romano

[the-abyss-of-fandoms]

Y/N watches as Ghost takes down an enemy with his signature knives whimpers: Aye dios mio.

Soap confused: Why did you join the team if you can’t handle a bit of blood?

Alejandro looks at Soap with a look: Aye hermano that’s not why they said that.

Y/N looks at Alejandro with a menacing look: Callate cabron or you’ll be the one with the knife in your neck.

Alejandro laughs: I have no doubt about but [Gets close to Y/N and whispers in their ear] But you should be careful of how you carry your little secret.

Y/N blushes looks at Alejandro: You-

Ghost interrupts on the comms: Alejandro will you stop distracting my crew and focus them back on the objective?

Alejandro looks at Y/N as he responds to Ghost on the comms: Affirmative carnal.

#ghost call of duty #simon ghost riley #ghost imagine #simon riley #alejandro vargas #johnny soap mactavish #soap call of duty #alejandro vargas x you #alejandro vargas x reader #ghost x you #ghost x reader #simon riley x you #simon riley x reader

[dru-plays-starbound]

EEEEEE! Look at my lad (gn)!

Here's Fife, Mio's medic, helping out one of the critters she has running loose around the ship. (He's probably going to have a word about that - the critters are a bit of a safety hazard, both to the crew and themselves).

I commissioned Bubblewonderabyss to draw thon, and he did a wonderful job with the rather vague prompt I gave, "medbay setting".

If you've the cash, I totally recommend getting some art done by Bubbly 🧡️

#art #starbound #starbound fanart #oc fife #starbound human #mio's crew #Dru's sb ocs #Bubbly's art

[druidx]

15 Questions - OC edition

Thanks for the tag @toribookworm22

Tagging back: @aalinaaaaaa @thewriteflame @wildswrites @aquadestinyswriting @artdecosupernova-writing @autumnalwalker @blind-the-winds @eli-writes-sometimes @hannahcbrown @oh-no-another-idea @rhikasa @swordsoulwrites @winglesswriter @andromeda-grace @writingmaidenwarrior

The Name Picker has chosen Youko, one of the mechanics working on my ship in Starbound.

[The ship hums as Sakura invites Youko to get comfortable on her settee, and offers zir some fragrant tea]

Sakura: Thank you for taking the time to visit, Youko.

Youko mumbles something.

Sakura: You understand that one of my conditions of employment, which Captain Mio fully agreed to, was letting me interview the crew for my journal?

Youko: Yes, yes. very well. Could we get on with this? I have experiments to run.

Are you named after anyone?

No, but my name means 'sun'. When my parents came to collect me and my siblings from the spawning grounds, they found I preferred to be close to the surface of the water, so they gave me my name based on that.

When was the last time you cried?

A few days ago. An experiment went... a little awry and I ended up with grade 2 burns on one leg. The grafting process is quite painful, and I cried during that.

Do you have kids?

No, and I'm not sure I'd want any of my own. Mentoring, however, is quite a different matter...

Do you use sarcasm?

I prefer not to. Sarcasm limits one's clarity, and in my department, that can be deadly.

What's the first thing you notice about people?

How much they're annoying to me.

What's your eye color?

Red - the same as yours and as most hylotl.

Scary movies or happy endings?

Neither. I prefer tragic or open endings. Endings which make one think.

Any special talents?

I'm highly technically literate, and most of my experiments are successful.

Where were you born?

An underwater city on Apate Prime II.

What are your hobbies?

I used to keep a lot of bonsai water plants, but now there's only space for one tree. I also have a lot of personal engineering projects I like to work on.

Have you any pets?

No. And I'm not sure I'd want any (even if there was space on the ship).

What sports do you play/have played?

Aside from swimming, I'm not very athletic these days. When I was younger I played a game similar to water polo with friends - never competitively though.

How tall are you?

1.6m

Favorite subject in school?

Surprisingly - chemistry. I found the interplay of elements incredibly interesting. I still do, to an extent. Inorganic a physical chemistry are like the gears of the atomic world.

Dream job?

I have to say - I think I'm doing it. I had retired from my previous job after the requisite amount of years, but missed it terribly. Being able to look after a spaceship, while travelling to new and interesting places, is utterly fascinating. I struggle to think of anything better.

#15 Questions - OC edition #tag game #meta writing #meta wandering words #oc youko #mio's crew #starbound #starbound fanfic #starbound fanfiction

[zombiethingy]

And the winner is...

Written for the @steddiemicrofic prompt ‘charm’ wc: 548 | rated: T cw: none tags: Robin, Mechanic Eddie, Formula 1 driver Steve [AO3 link]

"Steve, amore, Harrington!"

A woman, who's definitely not a crew member, walks into the pit lane and snuggles right up to Harrington.

She wraps her arms around him in a side hug, sneaking a hand into his overall - runs them right over his pecs and -

"Fuck!" Eddie swears as his loosening grip on the tool in his hand lets it fall right his foot and stops all thoughts about Harrington's pecs.

Still swearing, Eddie picks up the tool, sends it a death glare and looks back over to Harrington right in time to catch the guy looking away and hiding his laugh in her shoulder.

Eddie would feel more embarrassed about it if his mind wouldn't go right back to thinking how perfect the guy was. Even as he's trying to hide that he's laughing at Eddie, he looks and sounds unfairly good.

The woman presses a kiss to Harrington's cheek, looks directly into Eddie's eyes and sends him a wink. Which, right, Eddie had been staring again.

While Eddie tries to hide his embarrassment, she sneaks out and Harrington goes towards his car. On his way, he stops at Eddie's side, smiles at him, and pats his shoulder.

The race starts, the mechanics nail the tire change and Harrington gets on the podium.

---

The next few races, like clockwork, the woman, that took to sneaking in just before the drivers had to get ready for the race, walks in and goes right up to Harrington.

The following display of trusting intimacy starts making Eddie a little bit jealous which he tries not to show or at least not get caught showing.

He still gets an unreadable but meaningful look from her and a friendly pat from Harrington for his effort.

---

"There's Harrington's good luck charm again," one of the other mechanics whispers.

"Who?", an engineer asks.

"The chick that started sneaking in a few ago - Harrington's been on the podium every race since she started showing up," someone explains.

"That's why we let her do it," someone else laughs.

As always, Eddie stares, wishes he was her, tries not to get caught and again gets a wink from the woman and a smile and a pat from Harrington.

The race is another podium.

---

It's already getting close to the starting time, but the woman still hasn't shown up.

The crew shares nervous looks, everyone kinda believing that she's the reason for Harrington's lucky streak, not wanting to risk it. Someone nudges Eddie.

"Go ask him what's up, he's friendly with you!"

Reluctantly, Eddie goes and right away asks, "Where's your lucky charm?"

"What?"

"Your girlfriend," Eddie states.

Harrington looks as confused as before.

"The one who's always giving you a kiss. Crew's started calling her that...you got all the podiums, since, ya know," Eddie trails of as Harrington's face lights up in recognition.

"Robin?" he asks, smiling. "Not my girlfriend, but I see how you got to that conclusion. Couldn't make it."

Eddie involuntarily takes a step forward at his sad face.

"You gonna do it in her place?" he almost flirts, presenting Eddie his cheek.

And who's Eddie to deny the guy? He kisses Steve's cheek.

Harrington wins.

As the team celebrates, Harrington takes Eddie aside to whisper, "Actually, amore mio, you are my lucky charm."

#steddie #steddiemicrofic #steddiemicroficseptember #stranger things #fic #I did it! :D #I hope that one heals the pain of the other formula 1 fic... <3 #fics by zombie

[thevirtualvalentine]

005. ONE PIECE, VINSMOKE SANJI.

content warnings: readers gender isn’t specified but they are wearing a dress, terrible tooth rotting fluff (author is in love with sanji), morticia and gomez energy, smut author writes fluff (rough).

plot: it’s your anniversary with Sanji and it appears he has something to tell you.

authors note: me x sanji but in the form of x reader fanfic. this is how he confessed to me btw if u even care. Also, the accompanying song is Mio Amore by the Flamingos.

Such beautiful days on the water, it’s been a few months with him already; he only makes your experiences feel that much more sublime. You admit it was risky having relations on a sea bound ship, but you could tell Sanji was different. Not like men who only valued your physical attributes, but one who sees you for your most bare and essential parts.

He asked that you meet him in the kitchen tonight, just the two of you. You expected a fancy dinner and to most likely be interrupted by your Captain who was going to inevitably be hungry and plead with your date to make him a third dinner. However, that was not what you were met with exactly.

Stepping into the kitchen there he was, clad in a black suit with a button up in your favorite color. Pots simmered on the stove as the kitchen was shrouded in ambient light with low jazz filling every corner of the space. The dining table only set for two with bouquets of fresh flowers, where could he have even gotten those? You’ve been at sea for two weeks without stopping at an island.

He turns to you, dropping his knife before cleaning his hands on a towel. “And don’t you look beautiful,” he says, taking your hand while guiding you deeper in his set up for your anniversary date.

“Sanji, what’s all this?” He’s always like this, overly romantic in his affections for you. It’s like he’s never heard of the word subtle. Honestly, it’s what you love about him. His extreme attention to detail over you, the dedication it shows. No one in your life has ever been so thoughtful.

He doesn’t find your words to be critical, learning early on in your relationship that you’re eerily similar to him; posing questions as a means of guarding your own heart. “For you my sweet, happy anniversary.” He places your hand over his heart, allowing you to understand exactly how he feels in this moment. Nervous but calm, excited to be with you anywhere.

“Oh! Before dinner, I wanted to do something.” When he begins to speak, his heart rate picks up the slightest bit. His hand that was placed over yours let’s go before he’s swiveling on the heel of his foot over to where the record was playing. “There’s this song, it reminds me of you,” only softness is found in his voice as he tries to give context to his actions.

The music he listens to always brings a grin to your face, Sanji is quiet the romantic you’ve come to find out. Despite his womanizing first impression, you’ve learned that above all he loves with every fiber of his being; down to his finger tips and toes. He loves his crew, he loves his mom and sister, he loves the Baratie, he loves his true dreams; but you’ve wondered, does he love you?

When he places the needle down on the disc, an old sounding tune fills the air. He rushes back to you asking, “May I?” Ambiguous. You’re unsure what he means but you just nod. You’d give him anything he asked of you.

“𝐌𝐢𝐨 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.”

As the song begins to play he plants a soft and sweet kiss to your lips, pulling away all too soon before taking your hands in his.

The dress you’re wearing matches the setting so well, of course it would be like him to ask to dance. You can’t help but smile. It’s one that lights up every corner of your face, showing all the care you have for him in your heart. A small laugh escapes you as your eyes meet his.

“𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.”

He’s nervous, you can tell in the tension in his shoulders that his posture is abnormally rigid. You’re both keenly aware of each other, intuition a gift and curse you both were blessed with. “You’re sweet dear, this is perfect.” You try to encourage him, settle any anxieties he may have about this whole set up. “No one’s ever done something like this for me.”

He can’t tell you just how much he likes hearing those words come from your mouth. Something instinctively within him wants to be your first for many things. He wants to show you a world where you’re the sun he revolves around, yet that you can also depend on him with any worry or qualm you may have.

“𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞.”

You’re both now swaying on the wood floors, the occasional creak of the Thousand Sunny’s can be heard as your heels clatter against it. “Everything for you, always.” It sounds like a promise, something similar to a code he means to live by. A set of values that he refuses to break as his tone is serious.

“𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮.”

“Sanji…” you say softly, he always manages to make butterflies erupt within you. Your hands are placed on his shoulders while his find your waist.

“𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮.”

Your head is tucked into his chest as he holds you close. You can hear the erratic beat of his heart clearly. “I mean it. I would kill for you, I would die for you, do you understand that? I would give up the all blue in your name if you asked me to.” At that you gaze into his eyes, they always seem to tell a depth of truth about him that words can’t. The intensity you’re met with is almost frightening, dark eyes that refuse to waiver. His words go against all that you know. His loyalty to his crew should be first, not to you…

“𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞.”

“Anything you could ever want, I would do my best to give it to you.” It’s tender and raw, his feelings always end up that way. You’re all he’s ever wanted and he’ll be damned if you don’t end up the person he wakes up to every day.

“But Sanji, why? What about everything you stand for?” You can’t help the rise of anger in your voice, he’s prone to sweet talking but this is flat out too much.

His face is unreadable, you’re looking for something; anything that could explain his irrational thinking right now. “Because, I’m in love with you.”

“𝐎𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞? 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞.”

Well, that could definitely explain his ‘irrational thinking.’ Your face screams “what” as your jaw is left agape. “I’ve been in love with you.” He corrects himself. “It feels like I was made for you, and you for me.”

His confession leaves you speechless. Stunned that a man could have such profound things to say about his feelings.

“𝐎𝐡, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞.”

He drops to one knee in front of you, taking your smaller hand in his while his thumb rubs against your knuckles. “I promise you that y/n,” he leaves a kiss on them while awaiting your response.

“𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥.”

Those damn eyes, the ones that see you for who you truly are. The ones that rip you to bits and can pick apart your essence, almost as if he can see past your physical being and into something more.

It’s trust that he places in you, handing his fragile and vulnerable heart on a silver platter that you could break into tiny pieces. He’d glue them back together and still love you. He’d rather be a fool that doesn’t learn his lesson than turn away from you.

“𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝.”

Sweeping his blond hair that covers half his face, you’re met with a man who wants nothing more than to love you and to be loved by you. Down to his core, that’s all he could ever ask from you.

“I love you Sanji, more and more every day.” Bringing yourself down to his height, you kiss his forehead, holding his face within your hands.

You swear you could hear him gasp in surprise. Whether it be your confession or action, he wasn’t prepared for it to be reciprocated in the same way. Just as you’ve never had someone to care this much, the same goes for Sanji. While he’s had Zeff, this is far different. A love that is romantic and unconditionally given, all consuming and devoted. You are better than anything he’s ever lusted after, and now that he has you he will continue to make you his.

“𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞.”

He stands back up to wrap his arms around you, dragging you into a bear hug with a swirling storm of kisses that don’t seem to stop. “I’m yours, always,” he says to you. Carding his hands in your curls as he tries to meld your forms into one. “Yours, yours, yours,” he repeats. In the way that you need him, he needs you.

If it wasn’t for the food continuing to cook, you could have stayed right there with him forever.

#sanji #my lover boy #he’s so … perfect #I usually don’t write fluff but I only do it for him bc that’s my man #yk #vinsmoke sanji x reader #sanji x reader #sanji fluff #vinsmoke sanji x y/n #sanji x y/n #sanji x you #one piece x reader #one piece fluff #one piece #I feel like I dead name him when I call him ‘vinsmoke sanji’ like thats just sanji but —

[cope-to-anime]

The Kamaboko Crew as Songs

A/N: This includes Senjuro!

Tanjiro Kamado

hey look ma, i made it by panic! at disco // rather be by clean bandit (ft. jess glyne)

Nezuko Kamado

i’d rather sleep by kero kero bonito // snowman by sia

Zenitsu Agatsuma

out of my league by fitz and the tantrums // hard times by paramore

Inosuke Hashibira

your bones by of monsters and men // teenagers by my chemical romance

Kanao Tsuyuri

everything has changed by taylor swift (ft. ed sheeran) // dandelions by ruth b

Genya Shinazugawa

boys will be bugs by cavetown // weak by AJR

Senjuro Rengoku

little while by laundry day (ft. simone) // saturn by sleeping at last

#mio #anime #anime headcanons #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #headcanons #tanjiro kamado #nezuko kamado #zenitsu agatsuma #inosuke hashibira #kanao tsuyuri #shinaguzawa genya #rengoku senjuro #kamaboko crew as songs #kamaboko squad #kny #demon slayer headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons

[earthry]

Mafia Papas (Mafia AU Headcanons)

I couldn’t stop thinking about what if the papas were mafia bosses and maybe the Emeritus family’s territory is so big that they had to split it into four, one for each papa.

tw: mentions of violence and murder, sexual themes and content— just a little spicy, f!reader.

disclaimer: this is all fictional and romanticized, not at all reflective of what actual mafia life/people are like. plus my knowledge is absolutely not accurate this is all just for fun!

Primo

He’s not as hands on as he used to be in his youth— these days his ghouls do more of the work with him controlling the puppet strings behind the scene. You spend your days with him in a lavish estate with a beautiful growing garden that you both tend to.

The area you live in is known to be difficult to grow things, so you often get comments wondering how you managed to make the soil fertile enough. It’s probably all the bodies rotting in the backyard but you don’t tell them that.

Sometimes Primo hosts parties in the courtyard just to watch you flourish, fluttering around as others orbit around you. The life of the party. At the end of the day however he always makes sure everyone knows who you belong to.

“Dolcezza, would you like another glass of wine? Mm, yes you look very beautiful today. Beautiful and all mine, si? Good girl.”

Secondo

More hands on then Primo, works out of a night club as a front. You started as a dancer but now, as Secondo’s lover and beloved, you needn’t worry about anything else. Most nights are spent at Secondo’s side as he chats with business associates and plays cards, either curled against him or nestled in his lap. No one pays any mind to you— they’ve already learned long ago the danger of doing so.

Has a possessive streak and loves to have you wear things of his. Whether it be his jacket or shirt or even a watch, as long as you have something of his he’s usually satisfied. You bring up the subject of maybe getting a tattoo with his name or crest and he’s immediately chubbed up to full mast (good thing it was just the two of you in his office).

You move in to his large condo with large windows and a beautiful view of the cityscape and learn that he has a weakness for making love with you pinned against the windowpane. Whining with need and pleasure as the the neon lights of bustling city below illuminate your form. Laid bare for anyone who might happen to look up.

“Do you like that, tesoro? Do you like knowing the whole world can see you like this for me? I’m the only one who can reduce you to this, cara. No one else.”

Terzo

Loves to flex his power through dramatic appearances and is definitely the kind of monologue for a good hour to his victims before finally getting to business. He often has Omega stand beside him because of how intimidating the ghoul is.

When you first meet him at the coffee shop you work at, you are not impressed and he is immediately smitten. He visits almost every morning and orders drinks for both him and his ghouls for two months straight until you finally agree to a date.

For your first year anniversary Terzo goes all out, booking a cruise to the most exotic places he could think of. Of course you don’t know that 90% of the crew and passengers are linked directly to the mafia. He’d never put you on a cruise full of mostly strangers, it’d be too dangerous.

Loves dressing you in jewels and expensive gowns and showing you off. The two of you definitely have a few matching sets of suits and dresses that compliment each other perfectly.

“Let me help you with that zipper, amore mio. Fuck you’re gorgeous. Can’t wait to take this off you later.”

Copia

Out of all the brothers, he’s definitely seen the most fights. To him, it doesn’t feel right to have his ghouls go out to do the dirty work while he sits behind a desk or goes have fun somewhere else. To him, the mafia is family. While he may be the boss, he treats his members fairly and like equals. He’s earned a lot of loyalty as a result, even from those that may not have been on their side at first.

Out of all his brothers, everyone had expected him to fail because of how timid and anxious he was growing up. He can still be awkward and anxious but when his family’s lives are on the line? When your life is on the line? He’ll show no mercy, no remorse.

He worships you, absolutely adores you. Buys the cutest little house because he knows you’ll love it. There’s plenty of extra room for your rats and for a mafia boss you’ve never seen anyone coo or baby talk animals quite like him.

Nothing gets Copia harder than the idea of you being his little housewife waiting at home for him. It’s the dream he never thought he’d have. Of course, you’re way more than that to him; you have your own job and career too. But whenever he comes home to a home cooked meal and open arms, you’d better expect to eat the food cold cause the first thing he’ll wanna do is rail you again the kitchen counter.

“Fuck that smells good, dolcezza. You’re so good to me, how about you let me be good to you? Let me show you my thanks, si?”

#the band ghost #copia #terzo #secondo #ghost band #ghost bc #primo #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia #papa emeritus i #papa emeritus iii x female reader #papa emeritus ii #papa emeritus iii #cardinal copia x reader #papa emeritus i x reader #papa emeritus ii x reader #papa emeritus iii x reader #papa emeritus iv x reader #papa emeritus iv x female reader #papa emeritus x reader #headcanons #omega ghost #omega ghoul #ghoul #the nameless ghouls #mafia au #papa copia #probably the spiciest i’ll ever get

[zombie-rott]

"Self-care isn't selfish, Papa."

Synopsis:

Papa Copia needs to understand the meaning of 'self-care' after a hard tour. Fortunately, the ghouls are there to help.

Notes:

A stressed-out Papa, an unwillingness to ask for help and some Ghoulies (special mention to Mountain).

Just some fluffy stuff inspired by a discord conversation.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Copia felt the familiar twinges of a headache starting behind his eyes. Not surprising considering how long he’d been slaving over receipts, accident reports and all the outstanding paperwork from their previous tour. 

They’d been on the road for three, maybe four months, and as much as the Papa had tried, it was impossible to keep everything organised. Their usual assistant had suddenly taken ill during the beginning stretch of the tour and Copia, not wanting to cause a fuss, had reassured the clergy that he was able to handle the paperwork alongside performing. How hard could it possibly be?

Very bloody hard it turns out.

Nothing was labelled, nor organised, and reporting Dew’s accidents alone was proving overwhelming. Copia had never noticed just how much the small ghoul injured himself. It was a wonder he still had all his limbs intact!

“Porca troja!” Copia growled as he came across yet another tattered mystery receipt. 

They’d only returned home the morning prior and Copia felt like he’d had no time to decompress from what was an exhilarating tour. He'd met so many people, signed countless autographs and sang to thousands, if not millions, of dedicated followers. And afterwards, as always, he and his crew had enjoyed each other’s company on both buses and at various parties. 

But Copia was nothing if not an ambivert. Yes, he enjoyed the attention and fed off the limelight, but not so much as the Papa before him. Copia needed time to decompress and to be with himself, and only himself. He needed time to read without noise or disruptions. Or to take a long, warm bath with his favourite movie or the soft instrumentals of Apocalyptica. 

But he hadn’t so much as had time to sleep alone, never mind find time to relax. He’d always awoke to one or more ghouls curled up beside him, their soft purrs filling the air. It was nice, he had to admit, but personal space was a virtue. 

“Argh!” Copia barked, slamming his elbows to the table and dropping his head into his hands. 

Why hadn’t he just requested another assistant? What had possessed him to take on paperwork alongside his own job as Papa, head of all? Surely this was all beyond him now at his level? 

This was impossible. 

“Papa?” 

Copia didn’t need to look up to recognise the soothing voice of the earth ghoul, Mountain. Easily the tallest and most lumbering of the pack, yet he held the softest heart. 

“Si?” He snapped in response. Regret immediately coiled in his gut at his tone of voice. He hadn’t meant to sound so irritated, especially not with the gentle ghoul. 

“Sorry Papa, but your door was open. I didn’t mean to intrude.” 

“No, no mi dispiace.” Copia sighed, looking toward the tall figure,” I’m just exhausted looking at all this mierda.”

Mountain approached Copia’s desk, his dark eyebrows knitting together in worry and his pointed ears pushed downwards. 

“W-would a break help?” 

A break? Copia hadn’t dared think about taking a break. He’d been at this since late yesterday afternoon and had barely found the time to sleep let alone stop for a cup of tea. 

He forced a soluem smile towards the Ghoul. 

“Mountain, mio amigo, I wish I could step away for a while. But there’s too much left to do and sister needs these by Friday.” 

Mountain checked his smart watch, a gift from one of the roadies to help him keep an eye on the clock. While eager to please, the ghoul had a bad habit of getting lost in his own thoughts and losing track of time. 

“It’s Tuesday, Papa.” The ghoul angled the small screen so Copia could see TUE written in bold letters, “Surely you can step away from these for a little while? You’ve been stuck at your desk for nearly eight hours.” 

Had it really been that long? No wonder his head was beginning to throb. 

Copia sighed. 

“I wish I could, Mountain. But I’m scared if I leave these now, they’ll never get done.” 

Mountain craned round to take a look at the piles upon piles of paper thrown across Papa’s desk. It was nothing he or his fellow ghouls could help with, that much was true, but there were several people within the ministry that could.

“If I might be so bold, Papa, why haven’t you asked one of the Siblings for help? There are plenty equip to do so.” Sister Trechia, the junior accountant, for one. Or even Brother Adam, the ministries senior librarian. They’d both spent time on the road during Terzo’s reign and had handled a far worse array of forsaken receipts. 

Copia frowned and let out a huff of breath. He opened and closed his mouth several times as if searching for a response but failing to find one. Finally he shrugged his shoulders.

“I-I just didn’t want to bother any one.” 

“But that’s what we’re all here for, Papa. To help each other.”

“Ah, si. Si. I know.” Copia responded, pinching his fingers to the bridge of his nose, “I just - I am not good at asking for help.” 

“But you will tomorrow.” Mountain responded. It wasn’t a question, but a statement. 

"I mi-"

"You will, C. Or you'll burn out again."

Copia allowed his mind to wander back to a time when he'd been at his absolute worst. It was after their first tour when he wasn't prepared for the sheer volume of people, places and emotions that came along with being the head of Ghost. He'd spent days if not weeks in his room, his head filled with ominous and dark thoughts, and his stomach churning with anxiety.

It was one of the darkest periods in his life and, yet, his ghouls had been there through it all.

"Non mio amigo. I don't want that to happen again." He admitted to not only himself but his dear friend.

"Then you'll ask Sister Trechia for her help and this will all be done with before you know it." Mountain smiled.

“Si, my ghoul.” Copia allowed a gentle smile to spread across his lips as he looked back towards the gentle giant, “Tomorrow I will approach her to help me organise the chaos we have caused.” 

Mountain clapped his hands together in approval. 

“So now you can join us for some much-needed relaxation.” 

Copia cocked his eyebrow. 

“This had better not be another one of your parties. You know that isn’t exactly my idea of relaxing.” 

“No, no! I promise you’ll enjoy this. Come on!” Mountain took Copia by the arm and pulled him from his chair. 

“Ah - but wait -I haven’t finished -”

“I can wait until tomorrow, Papa. Sister and you will get things finished in no time. But for now, you need to unwind!” 

Copia gave in and allowed the ghoul to guide him towards the pack's quarters. While they were growing further from his office, thoughts of his paperwork still plagued his mind. 

However not for much longer. 

Copia felt his soul light up when, as they entered the quarters, several pair of eyes stared back at him gleefully.  A chorus of cheerful greetings’ rang throughout the room as Swiss jumped up to meet them. 

“You’ve been locked up in your office since we got home, C. You gotta’ give yourself some downtime.” Swiss chimed. 

There was a flurry of fur and the whip of many tails as the ghouls moved to make room for Copia on the corner couch. The Papa barely had time to protest before his shoes were forcefully removed from his feet and a blanket was wrapped around him. But it was the hot mug of tea forced into his hands that finally made Copia relax back against the cushions. 

“Ghouls, you’re all too good to me.” He said cheerfully. 

“You always look after us, Papa. This is the least we can do.” Dew responded. He settled himself beside Copia, his tail pushing in behind the Papa’s back in search of warmth. 

“What do you want to watch? You get to pick this time!” Cumulus chirped. 

“Anything, mio amigos?”

Several heads nodded in response. 

“Silence of The Lambs it is!” Copia laughed. 

There were a few groans followed by shushing from Mountain and Swiss. Copia chuckled. They had said anything, after all, and Silence of The Lambs was a classic!

“Don’t listen to them, Papa. This is your night.” Mountain settled beside Copia and smiled a warm, toothy grin,” Relax and forget about everything beyond this room.”

“I miei demoni. You know just what I need and when I need it.” 

Silence fell across the room when the movie began to play. As he caught wind of the familiar purrs of the ghouls surrounding him, Copia couldn’t help but think how loved he was. 

#the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost band #ghost #papa emeritus 4 #papa emeritus iv #ghost fanfic #ghost band fanfiction #ghost fanfiction #my fanfic #fluff #ghouls #ghost ghouls #nameless ghouls #mountain ghoul #swiss ghoul