mekachu04
Minors DNI : DreamWidth Backup : : Kidd Pirate Trash :: Cross Stitching & Book Binding : : We're here, We're queer. Get used to it.
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they never quite have hair for me, but they have my poison of choice!
any of my fellow peeps wanna play? I'd love to see how yall see yourselves
pic crew chain ig
tag ur moots<3
@xxbvtt3rflyb0yxx @r1p0utmygvtzz
@sm4ll-limbz-and-corpses @sk1nn1system
(Open tag)
sleepy burrito killer all coloured. he would very much like to go back to bed now, okay?
UPDATE:
Archiving everything on dreamwidth
Im not planning on leaving!!!
But if anyone is on dreamwidth, im back *everything* up there. Old lj, tumblr, ff.net, a03.
Everything of mine i can find still on the webs for fandom, im orginizing and archiving on dw.
I will be leaveing it public so you dont need an account to interact, but if you *do* have one I'd love to be friends
Its still incomplete right now, i want to back up all my art both off and online so changes are coming . But check it our if youre interested - should actually be somewhat searchable by the time im done too!
anyone still on dreamwidth?
i'm looking to back up my tumblr - not just with the current stuff, but i have been since i had to deal with the mean girl bullshit last month.
i've been posting my scraps on blueksy but i'm thinking of backing everything up on dreamwidth.
any thoughts??
<3 <3 <3
Ko-Fi Commission: Killer 💙
For @mekachu04
Chapters: 1/28 Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Characters: Eustass Kidd Additional Tags: Time Travel, deals with the death of parents, Parental Abuse/Neglect, Age Regression/De-Aging Summary:
He’s not sure why it feels like he’s still asleep, even long after he’s woken up, tiny child body curled up under smelly blankets in a dingy back alley. He wonders where Killer wandered off to this early, his friend’s body heat sorely missed in the dreary summer rain of Kutzk. The air is wet and cold and he reaches up to pull the blanket higher, water beading and rolling down the wool as he huddles under it. It keeps trying to slip off his left shoulder, the stub of his arm aching, partially the phantom pain that regularly haunts him, and then something deeper driven by the bleak weather.
Things are not what they seem when Kidd wakes up in the wrong place, the wrong time.
wip title. i’ll think of something eventually
Day 31: Crowns for the King
Tulips, Snowdrops (please) Forget-me-nots
Original Prompt list by gratefulcheeses
Eustass Kidd, the Pirate King, at his first coronation
Day 30 - 60 years
(i officially give up making old people. have happy retired kiki who still, at best, look middle age XD)
Original Prompt list by gratefulcheeses
anyone still on dreamwidth?
i'm looking to back up my tumblr - not just with the current stuff, but i have been since i had to deal with the mean girl bullshit last month.
i've been posting my scraps on blueksy but i'm thinking of backing everything up on dreamwidth.
any thoughts??
Chapters: 3/7
AKA: 8 days to Rally [Redux]
Only one things changes. It shouldn't mean much, in the grand scale of things. One chromosome shifted. The story remains the same, the players unchanging in their roles. In every incarnation, Killer is Kidd's partner, and nothing will change that.
The story was already written. Their plight always set to follow this path. Nothing changes. Except...
Chapter 3 under cut on on A03
Her time spent as Kamazo had been well spent, Kidd came to find out. When Killer was allowed freedom from her handlers to go assassinate whoever Orochi was cross with at any given the time, she took as long as she could possibly get away with, scouting and mapping out every part of Wano she could. The two of them slipped away from the Punk in the quiet morning, Killer moving through the scattering of towns and countryside like the shadow of death itself, Kidd following her lead just like the old days. They moved through Wano without so much as a second glance from the locals, even as Killer took them dangerously close to the center of one of the town centers.
She lifted food from a stall so smoothly, Kidd himself almost missed it, even as she passed the pilfered meal back to him. By the time they slipped back into the shadows, she'd snagged him a second round and was awkwardly shoving rice into her own mouth as they walked.
It wasn't just the food, Killer knew where everyone of their crew was - had even known where even he was - in her time as Orochi's puppet, and had spent what sanity she'd had left pulling strings and trading favours to get their crew moved around and taken care of.
The indiscriminate killing had never been the hard part; Killer would do it all over again for her crew without batting an eye. On the surface, it wasn't even the favours she'd done that bothered her, although they'd shaken her more than she'd admit. No, it was that her ability to compartmentalize and cope had been completely screwed once she'd eaten that fruit, and with how lost she'd been when Kidd had first found her, he knew the lucidly she had now was held in place by the barest of tethers.
But she was holding it a death grip, only the softest of chuckles escaping when she waved her free hand to the first of many work camps they would visit, just as desolate and gloomy as Udon had been. Kidd waited for her to compose herself before pulling his own hand from her, feeling out the fencing and weapons and piping that made up the compound, mapping the camp out in his head.
Killer had taken Kidd to Wire first; their tallest commander spotting them before the guards did, and immediately turning on his captors. It seemed what Orochi had forgotten was the Kidd Pirates were only placid because they believed he held their Captain's life in his hands. The sight of Kidd walking free meant all bets were off, shackles were thrown down, and Kidd walked out of there with not just some of his crew but a good number of forced-laborer locals there to help.
He was... not sure how to take that turn.
Wire got them weapons, and freeing Heat was next.
While Wire had been quick, efficient and clean in his killings, Heat took one look at his crew come to free him, and turned on Kaido's men with all the fury he'd been forcing down since they'd been subdued on their own turf. He'd been the last of the four standing against Kaido, and Apoo, the one to watch Hawkins take a knee as he himself was beaten down.
Wire had fallen first, taken out by Kaido before they'd understood they were under attack. Killer had been next, that bastard Apoo having moved like he'd watch her back, to uphold an alliance they'd just sworn to, only to step aside to let her take Kaido's club full force to the head. Heat had been frozen in place, uncomprehending as her helmet cracked and splintered in a single blow. Kidd had fallen next, blindsided by rage, even his fury no match for an emperor. Hawkins had knelt then, surrendered. Heat felt all eyes to him, both his enemies and crew alike, and had answered the only way he'd known how; he'd spit a fireball at the monster, and then knew no more.
Since waking up, he'd been with a few surviving crew mates, forced to work. He didn't know if Wire or Killer had survived, only being told Kidd lived. And would only continue to live only so long as they didn't cause Kaido's people any trouble. So against every fiber of his being, Heat had kept his mouth shut and head down. He'd tolerated their abuse, horded supplies and weapons, and waited. and waited. and waited.
And then a wild man stood at the gates, dressed only in boots and kilt and the red of fresh spilt blood. Heat did not freeze up this time. He was not even sorry to have left so few for his captain to get to fight.
Seeing Wire dressed in the same drab prison garb as himself was disheartening, but the blood splatter on them both livened it up pretty well. Heat then broke one of the biggest rules the crew had, and pulled Killer into a hug without warning. He'd not seen her face when her mask had broken, but the fact she was still bare broke his heart, and the only way to keep from staring was to put her out of his line of sight.
She gave an uncomfortable giggle, a sound so strange to him he didn't place it as her making the noise at first, as he cupped the back of her head in his hand. Solid bone, whole and unbroken, unlike his nightmares. Frighteningly more, was she allowed the embrace at all, only Kidd ever granted the privilege of being tactile because of the long history between the two. Her own hands warm against his back as she tucked in under his chin, returning the gesture.
In his panic, Heat looked to Kidd, demanding answers to what their vice-captain had been forced to endure. Kidd's face was carefully blank; Wire's pinching as he drew his own conclusions.
Kaido's men here had died too fast; Heat would be sure to make it last longer at the next camp, grinding his jaw as he rested his head against Killer's for a brief moment longer before pulling away. He kept his gaze lowered, frowning as he took in her getup.
"Boss Killer, you really do not have to indulge Captain's atrocious taste in patterns, you know." Although, she at least wore the shirt better than he did, even if it was poorly fitted for different reasons.
"You know a place I can get a good pair of jeans?" she asked dryly.
"All leather here I'm afraid. But," he nudged the wooden sandals she was balancing on, "that does include shoes. Lets find you something better?"
As the prisoners raided the supplies, trading out ragged linen for furs and leathers, and even if it wasn't quite their style, Heat and Wire made it work for them. Killer also got boots, but - with Kidd's blessing and don't think Heat didn't catch that look he gave her - stayed with the clothes she had. Kidd also passed on clothes, and admittedly, he looked fearsome enough as is, so it worked for him too.
"I do have one last thing," Heat admitted, as they made ready to leave to march on to the next camp. Some of the locals would go with them, but most had gone their own way already. As long as it caused chaos and a headache for what passed as authority on this island, Kidd didn't care either way.
Heat's camp had been mostly responsible for metal work, and that was both the ore being mined on the island, and the melting down the scrap from other projects. Or other ships.
He and the few crew mates that had been assigned here and been slowly salvaging little bits that they knew had been taken from the Punk. Enough for Kidd to build a respectable new prosthetic. For Wire to have a trident that would work for his taller frame. Older punishers that had been retired; not because they were broken but because Kidd and Killer had perfected a new design. Still perfectly functional, and between Kidd, the weapons on hand, and the camp's tools, new blades had been procured and affixed easily. The strange new smile that never seemed to waver on Killer's face seemed genuine the first time as the machine spun to life in her hand.
"Don't say thank you yet," Moai grinned, before hoisting up a wooden crate that had clearly been buried in the ground until recently.
Most of the crew had never heard Killer laugh before, something she'd stopped doing a world ago, long before they'd given up trying to kill each other instead of turning their ire to bigger targets. So it took them by surprise to hear her burst into both tears and cachinnations. Kidd's look to them was a clear and present warning not to react, as he took the helmet from the open crate in Moai's arms, who worriedly looked at him to make sure he'd not done something wrong.
Kidd loosened the latches on the spare helmet, before holding it up for Killer. Heat could see in his eyes he was furious about the situation, but was doing an admirable job in acting like nothing was amiss. Killer lowered her head to let him put it on, the Captain pausing only to ask, "Bangs?"
"Don't care right now," she laughed back, little mirth in her voice despite all. And despite the laughter and tears, the moment the metal was carefully latched back into place, her whole body eased just a bit, relaxing enough for all to see just how tense she'd been up to that point.
All told, they hit eight different labor camps that night, before all that was left was the most delicate extraction: getting the last members of their ranks from the pleasure district.
The locals show them where to sail to keep the Victoria Punk out of Kaido and Orochi's prying eyes. They told Captain Kidd to give them a few days before they can get the ship refitted with more of the day to day necessitates.
What they can do now is give them a ships worth of fishing nets and someone even finds her main sail, enough to maneuver her to safety. Temporary main top-gallant and Mizzen-mast have also been secured. The promise of food and hopefully enough pieces for Kidd to rebuild the water filter to come with the night's sun set.
For the time being, the crew are camped out in the lower deck, reworking the nets into new hammocks. Attacking the labour camps would take some time for word to get back to Kaido and his men. A similar approach on the pleasure houses would not work, would get all eyes on them before they were ready for such a confrontation. The plan was for them to sneak into the Flower Capitol to get the last of their people, but they can't do it running on fumes like they are. They will rest the daylight hours away, and start out at dusk.
Those of them that have been sailing with Kidd since the start know their way around mending nets; Killer practically lived on the docks before her and Kidd starting running together, and twenty years hadn't lost the muscle memory of knots and weaving as she worked.
She was second only to Wire - a man who's fibrecraft skills had kept them clothed and stylish for the last decade. The two are working back to back at the moment, deft hands having already finished four hammocks apiece.
When suddenly Wire froze, looking around the room in a panic.
Kidd noticed immediately and started looking around to see what the man had spotted, only for Heat to let out an soft, "oh...."
Kidd looked between the two in confusion, before Heat motioned him over. Killer had drifted off at some point, hand in mid knot, slumping back against Wire. Now the taller man was the only thing keeping her upright, her breath soft and steady from under the helmet.
Some of the other crew had taken notice, chatting dying off and movement easing until the room was comfortably quiet. Jaggar took one of the finished hammocks and strung it up in Dive's usual place; top placement, in the middle of everything, yet out of everyone's way. Safest place in the room. Heat took one of the few blankets they had and lined the netting with in, knowing first hand the nightmare the coarse rope would do to one's hair.
Kidd lifted Killer up, the new prosthetic he'd assembled since they got back to the Punk taking her weight with ease. Disk J helped hold her hair out of the way when he settled her down, making sure it didn't pull or tangle, setting in the safety of the blanket Heat had put down, before going back to his own work.
"Is it safe for her to sleep in the helmet?" Compo worried, looking over but carefully keeping their line of sight under the hammock level. Kidd did not like that they had a point, looking down at his partner.
"Nobody's gonna go peeping." Gig assured him, "We wouldn't think of disrespecting Boss Killer like that."
Each turned back to their own work, giving Captain and First Mate their privacy, even in the middle of the room. Didn't judge either as Kidd fussed over the netting and the blankets before removing the metal shielding. Kidd tucked her helmet in her arms, frowning as his right hand brushed her forehead when he smoothed down her bangs. She was warmer than he'd like, and he pulled the edge of his shirt down to check her bandages. He needed to get her stitched up properly still, the skin red and splotchy where he could see. They didn't have clean supplies to rewrap her; if infection was setting in then they were in trouble.
Chapters: 1/28 Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Characters: Eustass Kidd Additional Tags: Time Travel, deals with the death of parents, Parental Abuse/Neglect, Age Regression/De-Aging Summary:
He's not sure why it feels like he's still asleep, even long after he's woken up, tiny child body curled up under smelly blankets in a dingy back alley. He wonders where Killer wandered off to this early, his friend's body heat sorely missed in the dreary summer rain of Kutzk. The air is wet and cold and he reaches up to pull the blanket higher, water beading and rolling down the wool as he huddles under it. It keeps trying to slip off his left shoulder, the stub of his arm aching, partially the phantom pain that regularly haunts him, and then something deeper driven by the bleak weather.
Things are not what they seem when Kidd wakes up in the wrong place, the wrong time.
wip title. i'll think of something eventually
Sorry babe but if me saying I use "any and all" pronouns stresses you out, that's honestly a you problem. It's not my job to pick a "true" or "most preferred" pronoun for you to call me by when my preference is, in fact, use everything chaotically and change it up often.
If you want to ask for clarification on how I'd like various pronouns used, that's fine. But saying to my face "ah I always get stressed about any pronouns - what do I call you"? Just rude tbh. I told you my preference, figure it out. It/they/he/she/xe/zir/fae/rat/bitch/ass/motherfucker I don't care, it's not my problem.
So.
@lxshoxk ask.
Mens in Kilt?
And some suggestive below.
The greatest Scottish ass.
Day 29: 40 years
finally getting back to working on Kidd Pirates Month (january)
Original Prompt list by gratefulcheeses
I LIIIIIIIIVE
last week, i was the target of a mean girl. far as i can see, if you googled mekachu04, and an account popped up, that account was targeted. i had accounts suspended for harassment, and then others locked because of suspicions log in attempts, and a few that someone tried to force a password reset
to the mean girl:
well, guess what. you just proved my point, didn't cha? thankfully, all the various sites were able to see whatever you claimed against me was just as much bullshit as the mud you where slinging to your sycophants about me
i would like to reiterate, I have *never* interacted with this person, on ANY platform. Never wanted to. Long and short, as of today, the last of my accounts have been returned to me.
i will still keep posting over on blusky but man. i missed tumblr. those other sites make no sense to me. XXDD i got 16 years here. this is my home. i really missed yall *hug*
Gunpowder, Gelatin; Dynamite with a Laser Beam
Chapters: 2 Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature
Eustass "Captain" Kidd / "Massacre Soldier" Killer
Mob / Hitokiri Kamazo (aftermath of)
AKA: 8 days to Rally [Redux]
Summary:
Only one things changes. It shouldn't mean much, in the grand scale of things. One chromosome shifted. The story remains the same, the players unchanging in their roles. In every incarnation, Killer is Kidd's partner, and nothing will change that.
The story was already written. Their plight always set to follow this path. Nothing changes. Except...
There was no running water right now; Kidd making a promise to Killer for the world's most luxurious bath once this is all over, running the fingers of his right hand through her hair in attempt to brush it out. He was probably only making it worse, but they both needed this, this grounding soothing action. She made no attempt to stop him, still resting against his chest, her own hand warm over his heart, red nails tracing faint patterns against his skin. Soft touches were rare for the both of them these last weeks. Depending on how the night goes, it might be the last they get for a while. The light creaking of the ship in the harbor's gentle waters sooth away the early daylight hours, their infiltration having gone unnoticed despite the messes left in the galley. Messes they will be returning to shortly, mussed Kidd as he shifted, glancing at the soft dark red smear left on his own skin where blood has started to stain through the bandages across Killer's breast. She's still dozing against him, neither awake or asleep, and he's loathed to disturb her, but... He sat up, not so much a kiss, but a firm press of lips to the top of her head as he does. She gave him an irritated little warble and tried to bury her face in his collar, hunching so the fur coat hid more of her face.
warnings under cut
Warnings: Depictions Of Violence Rape/Non-Con (aftermath)
Additional Tags:
always a woman!"Massacre Soldier" Killer
Wano Arc (One Piece)
Killer injured from the fight with Zoro
author subscribes to fancanon:, Kamazo was an oiran for Orochi when he wasn't being used as an assassin based on his obi
discussions of previous injuries
very hurt!Killer
wearing each other's clothes
SMILE Fruit
Post Udon Prison
Rape Aftermath Implied/Referenced Underage Sex (later chapters) Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution (later chapters)
Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
warnings expanded upon in notes in the story start notes ->click on them to expand for more details
20 questions for fic writers
@master-of-the-sorrowful-order, who has become one of my favorite people to brainstorm ideas with, thought it would be cool to have me fill out this questionnaire, and i agreed =^.^=
1) how many works do you have on ao3?
I have 34 works under Mekachu04, 4 works under my old nom-de-plume, and at least 5 orphaned works flouting around in old fandoms
2) what's your total ao3 word count?
of the 38 will linked to me: 142,059
3) what are your top five fics by kudos?
173rd Airborne Brigade (The Umbrella Academy)
Just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark (Good Omens)
I'll think of you every step of the way (Good Omens)
Whenever this world is cruel to me (Good Omens)
Southbound Hearts (One Piece)
4) what fandoms do you write for?
These days it pretty strictly One Piece, for the Kidd/Killer duo
5) do you respond to comments? why or why not?
I didn't used to because i'd just get overwhelmed (in a good way!) and didn't know what to say. I've done a lot better in the last year or so, even if sometimes it takes me a few months to collect my thoughts. i think i'm just more confident shouting into the void, and when the void answer back, i no longer know what to say, ya know?
6) what's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
XD ... uh... that tends to be the genre i enjoy writing the most. as far as endings... toss up from a VERY old one from 2007 archived under my former name, or Cephalophore. (Pluton & Last Emperor Blackbeard are also very close) (all from One Piece)
7) what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Living without, Living without, Living without you or Just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark, both from good omens
8) do you get hate on fics?
not as much on the fic themselves, but offsite i get shit for the concepts i like to write for. just block and move on with my day
9) do you write smut?
poorly. i dabble in it, but i have a love/hate relationship with it. i like writing the emotions and thoughts that go along with such intimacy but i dun really know how to write the act itself
10) do you write crossovers?
I'm not opposed to crossovers, but the only true crossover i ever wrote never got shared because i got stuck in the middle and it lies languishing in my wip folder I much prefer fusions/ AU where one series is inserted into the world of another, but with little to no interaction with the cast of that series.
11) have you ever had a fic stolen?
if so, i dun know about it. Having said that, I have had *ideas* stolen. In a previous fandom, i had a BNF steal one of my AU concepts wholesale and they couldn't even be bothered to leave a kudos on the work they stole it from. (they even admitted it, though they did not know i was the original author. i had reached out to them on twitter (which did not have my fandom name) because i had thought it was so cool that we both had the same idea. i had shared my story with them (not stating it was mine, just *a* story with a similar idea) and they flat out said that's where they got the idea. The fact they did that, but couldn't even be bothered to leave a kudos or comment still hurts, not gonna lie. (at the time, the fic was several months old and had zero comments and only like 8 kudos)
12) have you ever had a fic translated?
!!Yes! its a very recent thing, and it's been super exciting! Not just on the fic exchange side, but getting to chat cultural differences
13) have you ever cowritten a fic before?
Not so much, but my dear friend above has been great a helping me work out of plot pits I've dug myself into and also going back and reworking stories that certainly needed more context for the reader. We spend a lot of time bouncing ideas off each other and i know soon i'm going to stop using the no beta we sink like the punk tag and that neat!!
14) what's your all time favorite ship?
Currently, Punk Aibou aka KiKi aka KidKil aka Eustass Kidd x Killer. the problem with "all time favourite", is its always going to be the current one, even if they are in a rotation. Ineffable Husbands is sitting right there, along with oldies like Starsky and Hutch.
15) what's the wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
* Side eyes the pile * i got so..... many.... I think, heartbreakingly, it's Southbound Hearts. I have an outline, i have a three part plan... but i fear i bit off far more than i can chew with that one, and I'm really struggling to get characters to sound right.
16) what are your writing strengths?
hmmm... i feel like i'm doing stuff no one else is. maybe it's just cause my little corner of fandom is a little isolated these days, but i feel a lot of what i write is *becuase* it doesn't exist yet, at least on a03.
17) what are your writing weaknesses?
finishing a story
18) thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
it's a tread carefully thing. i feel it has its place - like you see in movies - but authors really need to look at *why* is this in another language? I try to keep it for more when characters are making a point to exclude someone from a conversation, but a clever reader might be able to read between the lines, or someone who knows the language gets an extra little part written just for them, like they're in on the secret. Or if the whole purpose of a piece is focusing on communication. i have one story where some guys are just screaming at each other in other languages as a form of dick waving, only to find out that the guy who speaks more languages is technically illiterate, and the story ends up being about cultural genocide im pretty cool with loan words getting sprinkled in; i know some readers get annoyed by it, and it has absolutely been done terrible more often that not, but that's never bothered me
19) first fandom you wrote for?
oh.... its been soo so long... probably G-Force. not Gatchaman or Battle of the Planets, but this adaptation specifically. XD that has all LONG been lost to time. I think the first fanfic i *shared* for was the animated mighty duck series back on a Disney message board. pre ff.net
20) favourite fic you've ever written?
i have no earthly idea. i did LOVE writing KiKi'tober [2024] and while it's not the most polished thing i've done, it was the most memorable to write
So it turns out that my everything in my 'photos' folder on my laptop was actually saved on one drive and not on my computer at all.
So when i deleted my one drive account which i was not aware i was using at all....
All of the art since october was also deleted. Everything.
All the raw image files, all the wips. Just gone.
I have a few wips that are in my discord notes that i might be able to salvage from but...
Yeah.
On top of that im also in a major upheaval at work and trying to transfer departments before mine sinks completely.
So ... thats kinda the kinda hiatus im i right now.
Having said that, i have a few sketchs that never made it to the scan phase that i might color just so i got something for yall.
Thank you again for your love, patiences and support EDIT: i'm gotten most of my raws for kikitober back, but everything after it looks like mid december 2024 is gone. >.< so all of the upcoming fanart for yet unposted fic and all of Kidd Pirate Month is gone except for the final pieces that got posted here already
So life is a bit up and down right now, so I'm probably going to be taking a bit of a hiatus again at least as far as polishing up or finishing anything
Im going to still try and keep the sketches going on @mekachuo4 and sharing and rebloging other one piece art and general silliness over on @soyala04
Take care y'all and ill be back soon, dont worry =^.^=
Day 28 : New places
Alt Title: Reunion
Arriving to Elbaph at last.
Sorry i'm a little late XD
Original Prompt list by gratefulcheeses
I am home safely but it still might be a day or so until i can start uploading art again
brief hiatus
gonna be without my computer for a few days - everyone enjoy their weekend and I'll be back around February 3rd or 4th
Day 27 : Nostalgia
Original Prompt list by gratefulcheeses
Day 26 : Sleep
Original Prompt list by gratefulcheeses
Day 25 : Bounty
A long, long time ago, somewhere in the South Blue.....
Killer was a stoic, massacring badass, no quarter given and deadly enough to be hailed as one of the top in the worst generation. So much so, the Marines had to write 'Captain' on Kidd's poster just to clear up confusion on which of the two was the more dangerous.
GGD - Chapter 5 (probably)
Killer: Kidd?
Kidd: ... we're changing course
Killer: ?
Kidd: i gotta go flatten a marine base
Original Prompt list by @gratefulcheeses
Day 24 : Album Cover
photomanips and filters instead of actual drawing today
graphic design is my passion
Original Prompt list by @gratefulcheeses
Day 23 : Body Mod (Cheat day XD )
- very very loosely "body mod" - XD it's my cheat day
i drew a somewhat follow up to yesterdays, based on a conversation from the Punk Victoria Discord Group this morning
wire is telling kidd > "You are the fucking adult here"
Idea for itty!Killer is wearing one of dive's dresses from one of pocket-jack s doodles
Original Prompt list by @gratefulcheeses
ya'll are making me cry over here
for @mekachu04
Your Kid Pirates art is incredible. It’s a joy to discover your adorable drawings every day, they are always so beautiful and so touching. I’m always moved when I see them. You’re very talented!
Day 22 : Genderbent
... i wanted to draw cute f!heat doing f!Killer's hair.
we only got halfway there.
last month, when glancing over the list, this prompt grabbed my attention, and i drew this sketch. After that, i could not get the idea out of my head, and then the sketches just didn't stop.
Chapter one of F!Killer story - titled Gunpowder, Gelatin; Dynamite with a Laser Beam (from Killer Queen - BY Queen) is now also up on A03, with a plan for at least one sketch a chapter. please mind the rating and warnings; it's not a story for everyone.
Original Prompt list by @gratefulcheeses
first chapter is up on a03!
Gunpowder, Gelatin; Dynamite with a Laser Beam Chapters: 1/6 Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Relationships: Eustass "Captain" Kidd / "Massacre Soldier" Killer, Mob / Hitokiri Kamazo (aftermath of)
AKA: 8 days to Rally [Redux]
Summary:
Only one things changes. It shouldn't mean much, in the grand scale of things. One chromosome shifted. The story remains the same, the players unchanging in their roles. In every incarnation, Killer is Kidd's partner, and nothing will change that.
The story was already written. Their plight always set to follow this path. Nothing changes. Except...
It's home... or the husk of home at least.
Their personal effects have been stripped out, the machinery and appliances gone. Nothing but bare wood and cabinetry.
They'd gone to find clothes for Killer first, only to find nothing at all. Her quarter's were completely bare. Her clothes, her masks, her knives. The mattress, the drapes from over the windows, the bottles of lotions and conditioners she hoarded in the privacy of her own room. Her drum kit, her music dials, her cook books, her collection of miniature little butterflies and wolverines - started by a tiny Kidd almost two decades ago.
Everything. All gone.
warnings under cut
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Rape/Non-Con (aftermath) Additional Tags:
always a woman!"Massacre Soldier" Killer
Wano Arc (One Piece)
Killer injured from the fight with Zoro
author subscribes to fancanon:, Kamazo was an oiran for Orochi when he wasn't being used as an assassin based on his obi
discussions of previous injuries
very hurt!Killer
wearing each other's clothes
SMILE Fruit
Post Udon Prison
Rape Aftermath Implied/Referenced Underage Sex (later chapters) Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution (later chapters
Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
warnings expanded upon in notes in the story start notes ->click on them to expand for more details