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Usopp recolor (giving him his tan back!)
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There we go, that's a man who's been out in the sun all his life!! 😍😍😍
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I want to kiss Izzy Hands so bad… I just want to make him smile oml… please let him sing me a lullaby.
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cherryblossom-chopper · 2 months
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【Pretty in Pink】
Content: OPLA! Alvida x Fem! Reader, Fluff, Self-Indulgent. Non-sexual nudity.
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Cleaning the swan-headed mace was typically relegated to deck-swabbing cabin boys who had displeased their captain. However, here (Name) was dutifully polishing the metal. The smell of the polish was hardly stifled by the mask on her face, and her hands would need a good scrub after, but (Name) seemingly didn't mind. The opportunity to please Alvida was enticing, especially if her pink-stained lips curled into a grin. Alvida may even reward her with a kiss if she was particularly pleased with (Name). (Name) couldn't help but grin at the thought.
Sharp boots stepped behind her, making (Name) jerk her head up. Seeing her captain standing over her made (Name) 's heart flutter. "Think of the devil," (Name) mused, smiling behind the mask.
Alvida quirked an eyebrow, arms crossed over her chest. "(Name)," the captain warned. What do you think you're doing?" The toe of her boot thumped against the wood.
Sheepishly, (Name) shrugged like the answer wasn't obvious. "Just a little cleaning, Captain," she couldn't maintain Alvida's firm stare.
Unfurling her arms, Alvida sighed, "You know you don't have to call me that when it's just the two of us." She examined the iron swan and took the mace from (Name) 's hands. Alvida barely stopped a grimace from touching her cheeks; (Name) had done a great job, but saying it would only encourage Alivda's darling lover to do work for those beneath her. The captain's heart melted at the puppy-dog expression on (Name) 's face, clearly hoping for praise. "C'mon," Alvida offered (Name) a hand, "Let's get you cleaned up."
(Name) eagerly let Alvida lead her to the captain's Quarters. The two rooms dripped with excess that many other captains of Alvida's caliber would deem unnecessary. An ornate desk with swan motifs meticulously carved into the wood greeted the duo. The walls were lined with maps of the Four Blues. Pins stuck out from the cartographic masterpieces, denoting islands that the captain had conquered.
The second room was closed off by thick curtains Alvida had held open for (Name). A large bed, one (Name) was well acquainted with, was ordained with pink satin sheets, and a heavy maroon device took up most of the room. A clawfoot tub was tucked into the corner of the room, while the rest was lined with wardrobes and chests.
The newest cabin boy scurried about the room at the captain's glower. (Name) offered a small sympathetic smile at the flash of pink hair as the teenager disappeared. At the "thunk" of the closed door, she sighed.
"You could stand to be nicer to him. He's just a kid," (Name) said gently, hands itching to caress Alivida's frame to further soothe the comment.
Alvida huffed, inspecting the bolted-down bathtub. Her hand tentatively dipped into the water. "This is a harsh world," Alvida grunted. At the very least, Koby can run a good bath." Alvida sought out soap and cloth by shaking water droplets from her skin. The captain pointedly watched (Name), "Get undressed."
(Name) smiled at Alvida to hide the flustered feelings creeping up her neck. "You had a bath drawn for me; how sweet," (Name) cooed, turning her back to Alvida. A shiver ran down her spine as (Name) felt Alvida's eyes roaming over her back while she removed her top. The desire to cover her face swept over (Name) at the sound of Alvida's boots approaching.
Firm, plush hands grasped (Name) 's waist. Alvida's head rested on (Name) 's shoulders, pressing little kisses against her lover's skin. Her pink-painted lips curved into a smirk as (Name) trembled. "Relax, darling, it's nothing I haven't grabbed before," she chuckled softly, giving (Name) 's waist another firm squeeze before letting go. The captain laughed at the sweet expression when (Name) peaked over her shoulder at Alvida. "Go on, get in the tub. I won't look," Alvida waved her away and turned back to a wardrobe.
The tingling sensation of nearly-too-hot water soaking (Name) 's body made her sigh. "You were right about Koby," she mused with a smile. Her eyes fluttered shut, another sigh escaping her lips.
"Forget about that for now," Alvida cooed, pulling up a pink-cushioned stool beside the tub, "Let me repay you for cleaning my mace so wonderfully, especially since it was a task below you." Before her partner could protest, Alvida took (Name) 's hands in her own, carefully scrubbing at her skin. "I wish you would let me permanently move you to my cabin," Alvida said, investigating (Name) 's fingernails, "You deserve the luxury I can provide for you."
"I need to earn that," (Name) hummed, as Alvida scoffed, "I have to earn my place beside." She let Alvida push her foreword to wash her back.
"Earn your place," Alvida ragged, not quite mocking, "Don't be ridiculous." For a moment, she pressed harder with the washcloth.
"I mean it!" (Name) protested, "I feel so lucky you ever looked my way. I could barely imagine that one day we'd be like this." She gestured to herself, nude, being washed by Alvida.
The captain didn't speak but moved to tenderly wash (Name) 's legs as the woman continued. "You tell me not to do work beneath my station, but what are you doing? I'm barely worth being washed by the cabin boy," (Name) pursed her lips, looking away.
Alvida paused while washing to stare at (Name). "Listen to me," she gently cupped her cheek. Please, listen. You're worth so much more than that." A little smile painted Alvida's face when (Name) leaned into Alivda's hand. You're beautiful, clever, and so kind. You're a better woman than I deserve.”
"Thank you," (Name) murmured, smiling back at her partner.
"Now," Alvida affectionately pinched (Name) 's cheek, "Stop protesting and let me get you cleaned up."
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cherryblossom-chopper · 2 months
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I’m back from the ether to say it again!!
Ceasefire for Palestine! Freedom for Palestine! 🇵🇸
In light of the Oscars last night and the protest that occurred and with only Mark Ruffalo being featured showing verbal support, I have to write about this again.
I weep for Palestine. I weep for my teacher, who has lost contact with his family and friends in Palestine. I weep for the people of the land. I weep for Beruit and Damascus. I weep for myself because I can do so little.
For those of you, who feel like there’s is nothing left you can do; who feel exhausted thinking about this every single day but you live on the opposite side of the world, I hear you. I understand you, but we cannot turn away now. It’s too late to avert our eyes and hurry our heads in the sand.
For as much I hurt and for as tired as I am, I will never be as hurt and tired as those who are suffering. And for that I must push foreword. We cannot turn away, not now, not ever.
I will remember what happened to Palestine. The world shall remember and Israel will not be forgiven by the people.
I cannot pray because I see no kind God amongst us, but I will hope for the future. I demand a ceasefire and repatriation for Palestine.
Americans, contact your representatives and demand a ceasefire. We cannot allow our geriatric governmental bodies to ignore us.
Stand tall, fight and remember Palestine.
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cherryblossom-chopper · 2 months
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In mine and many other east Asian cultures, the dragon traditionally symbolises things like power, wealth and strength (imperial symbol and all)
I think we often forget that in the story of the Great Race, the dragon came in fifth because it'd stopped to give people rain. Then it'd stopped again to push a rabbit adrift on a log across the wide river so it reached the shore safely (that's why the Rabbit year comes before the Dragon).
Dragons aren't meant to just be powerful - they are meant to do good with such power, and to help those in need.
So in this lunar new year, I hope you gain more power, so that you might be able to help others. I pray you have abundant resources so you may give to yourself and those around you. I wish you courage, endurance, kindness and generosity, for yourself and your people.
I hope you, and I, will be rain givers, life preservers, joy bringers.
I hope we will be dragons.
Extremely belated postscript that should have been here far earlier:
Free Palestine, Free Sudan, Free Congo 🇵🇸🇸🇩🇨🇩
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cherryblossom-chopper · 3 months
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buggy alternate designs bc i can 💥💥💥💥 NO HAT bc his hair is too fun
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cherryblossom-chopper · 3 months
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So...y'all know those figures of like, Sanji, Ace, Sabo etc looking all hot in the fancy chair? So I found the drawing I did of Usopp from like 2020 and decided to update him cause I felt my old art was outdated....so you know if anyone out there wants to push for an usopp chair figure with me I'll just, nudge this forward...
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cherryblossom-chopper · 3 months
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the worst thing that could possibly happen to ao3 is it being put on the app store so please stop asking for it because you don't understand what would happen if that went through. ao3's whole deal is it archives EVERYTHING, while the apple app store's whole deal is keeping everything clean and safe. so if ao3 were to have an app all of the 'bad' stuff, including nsfw in general, would have to be censored at best or would be purged at worse. the google play store is more lax but who fucking knows what GOOGLE would police if they got their hands on the archive. do not ask for an app. do not use third party apps. it's on mobile browser functioning perfectly, just fucking use that before you ruin everything for everyone please.
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cherryblossom-chopper · 3 months
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As an former practicing anthropologist I can attest. Dig season is rough
Archaeology can be
- Getting enough proof for the Department of Transportation that the local tribes are correct, there is an ancient burial site there, the DoT cannot thus build the highway there
- Identifying and cataloguing mass graves that the government claims does not exist and assisting with both identification and reuniting remains with surviving loved ones
- Investigating impacts of climate anomalies on premodern agricultural communities, which helps other climate scientists with their models
- Rescuing sites from natural disasters or wars and helping local authorities safely take possession of artifacts
- Assisting with locating and disposing of old munitions
And so forth.
Archaeology is actually a pretty hard science. It is an applied science, and it has multiple applications. Most archaeologists are effectively grossly underpaid manual laborers during dig seasons, and it's not 1912 anymore. There are codified ethical standards. If you take a bone home from a dig without proper custody you will never work in the field again.
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cherryblossom-chopper · 3 months
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ღ Cooking Burn ღ
Comforting your cooking burn with Ace, Sanji, and Shanks
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Ace’s heart shot into his throat at the sound of your distant shriek. He takes the steps to the top deck three at a time. He skids around the corner till he makes it to the kitchen. He burst through the door, to find you cradling your hand to your chest. “You okay?” You ask, head shooting up at Ace’s sudden appearance. “I should be asking you that,” Ace huffs, taking two long strides to get to you, “I heard you yelling.” You sigh, smiling sheepishly, turning to the sink, turning on the cold water. “I just burnt my hand. It hurts like a motherfucker, but I’m fine.” Ace physically slumps for a moment. “Good gods, babe,” he clutches his chest, “You damn near gave me a heart attack.” He slips his arms around your midsection, resting his head on top of yours. “Sorry,” you say, focusing on the discomfort in your hand. “Never scare me like that again,” Ace mutters, kissing the top of your head.
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“Shit!” You cry, jerking your hands away from the hot pan. In a flash, Sanji’s tender hands snatch your wrist, examining the skin on your palm. “Oh, darling,” Sanji frets, dragging you to the sink, “Please be more careful.” You can’t stop yourself from sighing as the cool water runs over your hand. Before you can thank him, Sanji is quick to take your other hand and examine it for any possible injuries. He quickly peppers your good hand in kisses. “Mon Cher,” Sanji coos, quickly moving to kissing up your neck, then along your jawline, and up to your ear. Sanji smiles when you shiver, he nips at your earlobe before murmuring, “I’m banning you from my kitchen.”
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Shanks hands you an ice pack with a sigh. “You gotta pay attention,” he hums, settling himself in the chair beside you. “I was trying, but I can’t when you're screwing around,” you mutter, glaring at him. Shanks flashes you a smile, “What? Me? I’m never a distraction.” You force a frown, as Shanks makes you want to grin. “This is still your fault,” you reply, clicking your tongue. “Aw c’mon babe,” Shanks scoots closer to you, “I said I was sorry, and you’re not seriously hurt. The burn will heal up just fine.” He makes kissy noises at you, begging for your kiss. “Fuck off,” you huff, smiling. You give him a brief kiss, before turning away. Shanks' laugh bounces around the room, and he rests his chin on his hand. “Stay grumpy at me all you want,” he grins, “It’s cute.”
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cherryblossom-chopper · 4 months
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Learning languages is SO FUN right up until you need to learn conjugation and then suddenly it turns sour real fucking fast
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cherryblossom-chopper · 4 months
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The new episode has me screaming-crying-giggling. They are so cute! I’m so proud of my babies 😭🤧🥹
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cherryblossom-chopper · 4 months
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ღ Feeling Sick ღ
Comforting you with Law, Usopp, and Zoro
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Law runs a cool hand across your forehead, making you shiver. He sucks his teeth and grunts, thinking to himself. The doctoral part of his mind can never seem to fully let go, even when you chide him not to worry. Law watches you with those intense eyes that seem to consume every part of you. Huffing he kisses your feverish skin, while stroking your back as you lean onto his chest. When you peek your tired eyes open at him, Law smiles just a little. Even in your sickly state he finds you a sight for sore eyes. “Doing okay down there?“ he asks, continuing the gentle circles on your spine, “Almost time for another dose of medicine. “When you whine at the prospect, Law pinches your cheek, not terribly hard but enough to make you squeal. “You know better than to argue with me,” he hums, shifting you closer to his chest.
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“You really have to stop doing all-nighters,“ Usopp scolds as he tucks you into bed. You blink your heavy eyelids, watching him fluttering around the room, making sure you have anything you could need. “It’s okay Usopp,” you grumble nuzzling deeper under the blankets, “You don’t have to be a mother-hen.” Placing a glass of water on the night stand by your bed, Usopp rolls his eyes. He ignores your comments, knowing full well that your sick sleepy self wasn’t going to physically protest. He cups your cheek and kisses your forehead. “Just try to get some sleep okay, babe? Call if you need anything, I won’t be far.”
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Zoro clicks his tongue while rubbing your back. “You gotta learn to pace yourself,” he scolds gently, watching you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. You manage to groan at him while plopping onto the bathroom floor. “I can’t believe you tried to out drink me,” Zoro continued, his dark eyes scanning your frame. His lips curl into a grin when you glare up at him. Even when you're hungover and mad at him, Zoro still finds you unbelievably cute. “Not helpful,” you mutter before leaning into him. Your stomach churns and the early morning light is starting to hurt your eyes. Even the low rumble of Zoro’s laugh is agitating. “Come on,” he says, still smirking, “Let’s get you back in bed.”
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