28. Kimono
28. Kimono
Kidd - 22 | Killer - 26
Tags specifically for this chapter:
Kidd injury recover from loosing his arm
Killer's not doing much better mentally
bathing again
with hair washing role reversal
Read at A03 linked above or here below cut
-thank you wife for telling me kimono (きもの/着物) literally just means 'thing to wear' and helping me get unstuck with suggesting coat redux.
Drabbles from Pocket Jack's KiKi-tober Prompt list
He's starting to remember more and more of each day, the haze of pain and drugs slowly lifting as his body heals. What was once just vague feelings are starting to be actual lucid moments, a few minutes at a time.
<><><>
Killer's there at his side every time he comes around; even if he can't remember, he knows it's true.
Killer's on the chair facing him today, feet propped up on the nightstand, but careful not to disturb the bottles of meds or the canteen of water. He's fiddling with something in his lap, but Kidd's not sure he has the facilities to figure out what.
<><><>
When he drifts back again, he practically begs Killer to let him up; he's exhausted, he's hurting, but he also has to pee and he would like to take a piss like an adult for once.
Halfway there, and Kidd knows they aren't going to make it if Killer walks him there - and Kidd relents and lets himself be carried if only for the fact it means he won't piss on himself in the hallway.
He'd hate all of this more if he had the energy to even make it back to bed before he's passing out again.
<><><>
He wants to eat with the crew.
He wants to see his crew.
Heat & Wire keep assuring him everyone if fine, but they're too quick to placate and refuse anything more. Killer won't even entertain his questions, and Kidd nearly cries when he finally has the awareness to notice that Killer's hair is almost completely gone, shorn just past the helmet.
He can't bring himself to ask, and Killer offers nothing back.
Kidd needs to see his crew.
<><><>
Finally Killer relents, but he has his own stipulations. The big one being Kidd needs to look presentable if he's doing this.
Kidd - who is tired of sponge baths and fever sweat sheets - allows him to be man handed into the bathroom again, this time letting Killer pamper him in the warm tub. He's too tired and heavy to appreciate it fully, but soaking in the warm water already has him feeling more like a person again, and he lets Killer scrub him down, wash his hair, tend to his still healing wounds.
Kidd see them for the first time, then. He'd been aware his left arm was gone, but it didn't sink in until he sat in the water, bandages off, healing stitched skin on display. It's not just his shoulder, but his reflection in the water, his neck and chest, his gut. His right arm bears more marks from where he tried to defend himself and if he crosses his forearm across his chest he can see the long injury drawn out across his entire body, from forehead to groin.
No wonder Killer's been so quiet. Gormaichean. He owns his partner big for this - the fright he must have caused the man.
Its a wake up call, as he watches Killer mother him in the water's reflection, combing his hair like the invalid he is. He can't even bring himself to bitch about it, instead just letting the continuous motion and the still water lull him into a doze, until the bath starts to cool and he's all prunie and wrinkled.
Then Killer's hauling him up and toweling him down, and Kidd says nothing about the zen-like focus his partner pays him, afraid to break whatever peace Killer has found in the actions. The absolute concentration Killer directs at him once he is clean and dry, and Killer starts to work the ointment into his stitches before wrapping them once again.
The stitches still pull at his left eye a bit, and it feels like Kidd is just endlessly crying. He's almost relieved when Killer wraps his face back up, the tears hidden in the gauze.
Killer gives him a moment to compose himself as he slips Kidd's legs into his pants, starts dressing him slowly and reverently. Slides his boots on for him and laces them like they're something precious.
The shirt Killer pulls out to dress him in is unfamiliar. Unlike Killer, who liked to hide behind long sleeves and higher collars, Kidd's ruined too many shirts with his devil fruit, the small sharp edges that came hand in hand with weapons and scraps tearing the sleeves to shreds after a single fight. But he doesn't have the range of motion right now to be pulling a tang top on and off. Kidd is too broad chested for it to be one of Killer's, the solid dark colour not in his partner's usual tastes either. It's short sleeved and very low necked, and it's a button up that Kidd realized was Wire's as Killer slide it up his right arm. It's a snug fit around his bicep but it's not unwelcome, and the hem stops just short of the thickest part of the wrapping on his left arm as Killer carefully works it over the healing stump.
While his face heals, Kidd's not surprised Killer doesn't offer him his googles, but at least the bandages have the side effect of covering his forehead and keeping his hair pushed back out of his eyes.
<><><>
He hadn't realized he'd drifted off again until he he wakes up to the feeling of anxiety. Not his own, but his partner's.
Killer's staring at their makeup bag on the bathroom counter - foundation in hand; It's going to rub off on the bandages all over Kidd's face. Kidd decides for him, pulling the bag closer and picking out the black eyeliner pen and his favorite shade of red eye-shadow. "You can at least fix up my good eye, yeah?"
It's the first thing either if them have spoken since entering the bath
Killer patiently paints his face back on, Kidd watching him intently, trying to get a read on him though the mask.
It's not usually this hard, but Kidd knows things have changed again.
Kidd lost.
It's been a very long time since that's happen. He'd forgotten the feeling.
He drops his jaw gently, parting his lips as Killer pulls out his favorite lipstick, Killer's thumb pressing against his chin. Kidd can see Killer's eyes this close, his attention completely on his task.
His hand is next, Killer matching the nail polish to Kidd's lipstick; Kidd realizing with a pang that it maybe a long time, if ever, before he's able to do things like this for himself now.
Its intolerable: this weakness. It is inexcusable, especially from a Captain. Kidd can not loose again. He wont stand for it and neither should his crew.
Killer inspects Kidd's appearance, seeming hyper aware of the way every hair falls, and even with out gelling it up, spends a few moments carefully arranging the drying locks.
Kidd's hates every moment of it, hates that Killer is still so shaken that he's stressing about how Kidd's hair is styled.
"You died." Heat will tell him later, just the two of them as Wire takes watch and Killer finally, FINALLY falls asleep. "And Boss Killer was more than willing to follow you. I thought he was going to turn on us when we tried to stop him."
Hates that he was too weak to protect Killer from himself.
Satisfied, Killer steps back to look him over, a Captain's Return. Kidd understands why Killer believes they need this, the crew need to see Kidd as someone strong, even if Kidd doesn't feel that himself at the moment.
But Killer has one last touch, pulling a heavy weight across Kidd's shoulders. Physically, physically, it's not too much - Kidd thought his coat destroyed and gone, but Killer appears to have salvaged the red fur lining and it's been reworked into a presentable coat once again. it's also nearly a third of the weight of the original one, and his left arm can shoulder the weight with little strain. The weight on his heart, however is crushing.
Killer carefully balances it over his shoulder's draping it back like a King's cloak.
Kidd will earn that weight back. He won't fail them again.
More Posts from Mekachu04 and Others
Day 16 : Band
SO..... i went off script again
i spend six hours trying to figure out how to draw a music group.
Band became Band of Brothers but i cant draw soldiers to save my life.
then @adolfgrey and me ended up talking destiny and i got thinking EXO!Killer and Mechanic!Kidd and ... here we are
Original Prompt list by gratefulcheeses
May 1st 1990!
I first read the book about 10 yrs ago after my friend, who owns a used bookstore that actually does sell books; recommended it to my roommate ( @sentra04 ) and myself. I had been pretty deep in his catalog of “anything by Neil Gaiman” at the time and readily accepted the book. It was an absolute delight and a rather insightful as well as hilarious look at humanity, destiny, and free will.
We had liked it enough to talk about the book with another friend who lived nearby that I had met in an anime fandom, who instantly lit up and talked about how she had read it as a child and upon looking back, little her had “totally shipped Aziraphale and Crowley” and how she had “wanted them to spend their time in the bookshop drinking and talking together forever!” I definitely agreed with that sentiment.
In all honesty, my only complaint about the book was there was just not enough Aziraphale and Crowley in it.
Enter the Good Omens TV series. It came around at a time in my life when I really needed it, and was the loving adaptation this beloved book deserved. PLUS more of Aziraphale and Crowley to love and relate to. These characters helped me find a passion for my art again and were a bright spot in a world I hadn’t realized turned gray. Love of this book and show has helped rekindle and strengthen old friendships as well as build new ones.
So Thank You to @neil-gaiman and Sir Terry Pratchett for your wonderful book, and congratulations! And thank you to the fandom! You’ve brought me so much joy and made this blog a success. I had made it at the end of June last year for unrelated reasons (spite, anger and spite) and you’ve all helped to grow it into an active place to share a truly bright and positive experience. It has just clicked over to 900 followers this week and I’m so grateful!
To Good Omens and it’s legacy!
i have now run out of a third colour for the cross stitch....
think the holiday shopping is over enough to attempt to go to the store once today has rolled around to a more reasonable hour?
11. Meeting
Kidd - 17 | Killer - 21 | Heat - 22 | Wire - 23
Tags specifically for this chapter:
Violence / Death
Aftermath of Victoria's murder
Songfic
Kidd will be the Pirate King
Kidd gets his name - Captain
Kidd meets Victoria Punk
Read at A03 (on the 11th!) linked above or here below cut
Drabbles from Pocket Jack's KiKi-tober Prompt list
Kidd sat on the throne of blood, opulence and wealth around him, the other three bosses before him.
The whole island was at his fingertips - everything Kutsukku had to offer his for the taking. The thick plush carpets and heavy tapestries on the walls. Glistening hardwood and marble floors. Paintings framed in gold.
His whole life - he couldn't fathom such affluence. The trash cans of this new world he had conquered held more wealth than his name once did.
This is what killed Victoria. The hand that stuck her down might have belonged to the corpse he's left smeared across the floor downstairs - but this place is what killed her in the end. The drive to take every penny from the island, just to decorate rooms like this.
He could live the rest of his life in luxury here. Haunted by Victoria but never wanting another day in his life. Only...
"Do what you want." he said finally, pushing himself up out of the plush chair. "I'm taking my cut and I'm out of here."
Bosses Heat & Wire just nodded; this was a temporary alliance at best. They'd had their own reasons for joining, but Victoria had never been one of them. If there was a way to end this amicably, then all the better.
Killer however...
"Out of here?"
They used to be friends. Hell, Killer was the closest to a parent Kidd had. The last couple of years had pushed them apart but once...
Once they'd crawled around the Heaps together - playing pretend. Imagined the trash yard as any place but here. Of the ocean and the blue blue horizon and of adventure and escape.
Of Roger and his treasures.
Oh, better far to live and die
Of that stupid little ditty that he'd heard as a child. Little him clinging to the words of drunken fools filling his head with fantastic nonsense.
Under the brave black flag I fly,
"Yeah... Out of here..." He looked at the wealth around the room. "Certainly enough here for a ship of my own."
Than play a sanctimonious part,
"A ship?" Boss Wire asked; he and Heat both looking at him curiously.
With a pirate head and a pirate heart
It wasn't like being a pirate was a step down from a crime boss. He'd still be his own man, but without this awful island holding him down.
Away to the cheating world go you,
"Yeah... Buy a ship. Sail out of here. Never look back" he grinned, a little manic, looking a the other three as the idea took hold for the first time with any real roots. It's a child fantasy. But now...
Where pirates all are well to do,
"Come with me. Fuck this place. We'll take what we want; burn this place down and just go."
But I'll be true to the song I sing,
"That's a big ask, kid boss. What are we gonna do with a boat? Fish?"
And live and die -
"I'm gonna be the Pirate King."
Killer face was unreadable as ever, hidden behind bangs and a blood splattered cloth mask. But Kidd knew he was staring him down. Judging his resolve.
It was a child's declaration. Shouted back in the days when Victoria didn't hate them yet and Killer still curled around him in the dark to chase away both chills and the things that went bump in the night.
If Wire or Heat thought to mock him, the intensity of the look between Kidd and Killer held their tongues.
Finally Killer looked away, "You don't know shit about sailing."
"I'll learn. I'll find people who do, get 'em to teach me."
"You hate being told what to do. Who'd you actually bother to listen to long enough to learn?"
"You."
Killer looked up sharply at that, this time his hair fell in a way to pierce Kidd with a ice blue glare.
"Boss Killer - you sail?" Heat asked softly.
"That was a long time ago. I was a child." He never looked away from Kidd, voice chipped and cold.
"Yet you had such a stick in your ass about it when we played pretend." Kidd goaded, "Used to hit me when I called the imaginary ropes the wrong thing."
"I have a few men who've sailed," Wire offered as a way to ease the tension building in the room, "Self included. Small boats only, but I do know a little."
"So Killer & Wire sail with me." Kidd looked at the last man standing, "You wanna stay here and be King Boss, or come with us, Heat?"
Wire raised a delicate eyebrow at Kidd's assumption he was gong along with him just like that, but... "You coming with us Heat?" he teased his long-time rival.
Heat scowled, "And what, the kid Boss will be Pirate King? What does that make the rest of us?"
"Free." Killer murmured solemnly.
Wire, Heat & Kidd looked at him sharply.
Kidd nodded slowly.
Yeah.
Free.
***
She's not a home yet, but Kidd feels like it's the closest he's ever had to just a place. Home was the people - places can be taken from you too easily. He'd learned that very early in life. And recently, he learned people could be taken away too, at any time with even less warning. But he'd not going to let that happen again. This will be Home - and he could afford to have one built just for him. But She called...
"I want Her." was all he said.
"Okay Captain," was all Wire & Heat said. Killer nodded in approval.
In turn, Kidd had turned to look at the trio - stunned by the name. Heat just smirked back, Wire shrugged, and Killer walked right on past him to flag down one of the ship masters.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Characters: Trafalgar D. Water Law, Monkey D. Luffy, Eustass "Captain" Kidd Additional Tags: Post-Wano Arc (One Piece), Egghead Island Arc (One Piece) Spoilers, Kidd revives an ancient weapon, Kidd Pirates don't survive, this includes Killer, Victoria Punk has been destroyed, So Kidd gets himself a new ship, Emotionally Compromised!Kidd Series: Part of Summer 2024 Summary:
Kidd deals with the loss of his crew in an unhealthy way. Luffy and Law have to talk him down. Extremely short one shot.
Warning for Chapter 1079 and Episode 1112 spoilers.
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 08 Music
♫ ♩ He heard one guitar, just blew him away 𝄽
Too young for the club, but the beat lingers in his head long after they walk past.
Original Prompt list by @gratefulcheeses
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??
7 MONTHS!!
Sept 2019 - April 2020
huge shout out to @wargoddess9 for all her help, not just for filling in the bottom but for all her support and encouragement
another thank you to @tio-trile for sharing their artwork with us, and even giving us a bonus colouring book page, and to @forineffablereasons for sharing their wonderful pattern
-
alwayssassydreamer liked this · 7 months ago -
idk2461 liked this · 7 months ago -
mekachu04 reblogged this · 7 months ago -
adolfgrey liked this · 7 months ago -
barksenji liked this · 7 months ago -
pocket-jack reblogged this · 7 months ago -
pocket-jack liked this · 7 months ago
-
kitsbits reblogged this · 7 months ago -
kitsbits reblogged this · 7 months ago
-
kitsbits reblogged this · 7 months ago
-
kitsbits liked this · 7 months ago
-
etfini reblogged this · 7 months ago -
loudvoidwizard liked this · 7 months ago -
etfini liked this · 7 months ago
-
mekachu04 reblogged this · 7 months ago
Minors DNI : DreamWidth Backup : : Kidd Pirate Trash :: Cross Stitching & Book Binding : : We're here, We're queer. Get used to it.
260 posts