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Gunpowder, Gelatin; Dynamite with a Laser Beam

Chapters: 1/6 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...

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

fem! kill 🙏🏼

Summery of the idea: 18+ rating

Exploring the aftermath of the Kidd Pirate's captivity in Wano, Kamazou's loss to Zoro, freeing the crew, leading up to the Onigashimas Raid, with a specific focus on the struggles a female!Kamazou under the control of a man like Orochi might have been. Ideally it would finish with the recovery after Kidd (& Law) takes down Big Mom and Killer's fight with Hawkins.

Tentatively at 5 chapters - 8.5K Words - Kidd/Killer as the main pairing, but some soft moments between crew & Killer.

It would also be dealing very strongly with rape aftermath, and things like the fear of sti's, pregnancy, menstrual cycles, ect. and how fucking terrifying that would be on top of all the other shit going down, along side the SMILE fruit.

Some clips below the read more

Crew quarters are just as bare. If it wasn't nailed down, it's gone. The Punk hasn't been so desolate since the day Kidd bought her. Killer is chuckling weakly at his side, clutching those awful robes to herself, and Kidd knows she's barely keeping it together.

He can't be in this room. He can't stand the hollow echo that should be filled with talking or snoring. He closes his right hand around Killer's bicep, guiding them both out.

The galley is worse - Kaido's people stole his fucking fridge. Killer's meticulously collected cast iron pots and pans are gone; her pasta roller, years worth of collecting across the South Blue and Grand Line of spices and herbs, not even the custom shelving he'd made for her, nothing has been left behind.

Killer starts to laugh across the room; the high pitched breathless wheezing that's been clawing its way out of her until she can't stand it anymore and starts to claw her own face. Kidd's at her side where she's kneeling in time to pull her hands away before blood is drawn and she slumps against him, cackling. She nods to her discovery, exhausted against him: one cabinet missed, under the false drawer of the sink, still fully stocked with sanitation supplies. Not just cleaning, but prep supplies. Hairnets. Food safety gloves. Face masks. An emergency first aid kit. The fucking fire extinguisher.

The first aid kit is meant for kitchen burns and minor cuts. Something quick and best case to hold over until the can get over to the sick bay - which is also stripped bare. It has some pressure bandages and gauze, but nothing for flesh cut to the bone in desperate need of stitches, nothing for assault and torture. Nothing for fake devil fruits.

<><><> "stop stop stop," he growled, trying to take the garments away from her, only for her to growl right back.

"You are not leaving me behind, jackass," she hissed.

He looked at her like she's slapped him; the though never having crossed his mind, "What? No! I mean, you not wearing that crap -"

"I'm not going naked!"

"No, wear mine," he said, shoving his own clothes at her, his vest and slacks at least.

He wasn't often able to stun Killer in to silence. Her face was blank and she was just blinking rapidly, trying to find the tracks Kidd's mental train of thoughts had taken.

"The fuck are you going to wear?" she settled on finally.

"My kilt."

She erupted into laughter at that, more manic than usual because of the fruit, but honest laughter, the kind saved for his particularly stupidest moments.

"I'm serious," Kidd got her to drop the robes, and held his slacks open for her to step into.

"You're going to stick out- "

"I was always going to stick out."

"Well, now we're both going to stick out."

"That has never stopped us before."

<><><>

He swore into her skin and she chuckled, twisting up on herself. He pressed his lips to her skin once more. She'd always been his better half, and to have to have dealt with this on top of everything else. Alone. He couldn't fathom it, such a violation of her self. "I'll kill him."

"I know you will."

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Crowley (Good Omens), Minor Characters, Original Characters Additional Tags: Lucifer is implied to be Lucifer (TV), rewritting irl dogma fo my own narrative needs, Hurt!Crowley, Crowley's Fall (Good Omens), Crowley Was Not Raphael Before Falling (Good Omens), Aziraphale Was Raphael (Good Omens), Principalities outranking Archangels is Crowley's fault, Crowley's Name is Crawly | Crawley (Good Omens), Aziraphale Being an Asshole (Good Omens), Lucifer is not Satan, No beta we fall like Crowley, who was pushed btw, most of what we know about angels is kinda wrong, and that's crowley's fault, some times it was by accident, some times it's cause crowley was being a little shit, Aziraphale was a cherubim, Aziraphale was a warrior, smite-y aziraphale, Pre-Canon Series: Part 6 of Nanowrimo 2019, Part 2 of Every Step Summary:

Ties in with the I'll think of you every step of the way universe, but doesn't fit in the narrative of that story. This is more Crowley's side to that story, with hints of Aziraphale, while I'll think of you every step of the way was the reverse. I do recommend reading this second as it is meant to expand on ideas that have already been introduced, or at least wait until after chapter 6

Update on the yard. Still mostly digging, nothings actually leveled or staked in yet. Right side shows roughly the final height.

Trying something new for end pages. #bookmaking #bookbinding https://www.instagram.com/p/CF5UinvFcAK/?igshid=1qswxx1y9cjap

Happy GOmaversary y’all

(I’m not late - i didn’t watch the Good Omens mini-series until after the Stanley Cup celebrations where over, so my 1year annie for the TV show isn’t until June 16th XD )

I still need a frame for the middle piece, but until then, here y’all go

This was a group of pieces I did on 32 count with the Good Omens Stitch Along discord during the month of May. All three patterns where created by the very talented @peppervl

Highly infectious illness keeping everyone isolated? Clearly what we need next is the area's largest earthquake in nearly thirty years.

It's been morning, folks

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.

reblogged here since i no longer use that account

Size 16 3 1/4 x 2 inches, two strands for flag, three for border

When i made my first Hogwarts badge - the biggest problem I had, was trying to figure out how to take it from the canvas to a finished product.

With the Pride flag, the biggest thing I was doing was trying to do this. With this attempt (maybe my third, i lost track), before even starting the stitches, I drew out the pattern, and folded it over with a single stitch border around it. So when I filled in the colour, it was though both layers. When all the was left was the boarder, I ironed on heavy interfacing to the back, and then stitch the gold around the edges, though the canvas and interfacing (I dunno if there is a name for this kind of stitch?)

It ended up looking very nice and clean, but there’s still a little more of the canvas showing than I would like.

For more information on Asexuality, AVEN is a pretty good place to start. 

I’m open to questions, feel free to ask here or in notes, if you want.