( a closed starter for @risenocs' Vera )

The sky is clear and the air is thick with the scent of sunflowers, yellow blooms swaying languidly in the balmy breeze. The sprawling rows of flowers planted at the base of Dressrosa's palace are perhaps the only comfortable place for the wayward pose artificer. Despite the standing agreement she had with Doflamingo about being safe here in his Kingdom, she did not particularly enjoy visiting for long periods. The lanky blonde's presence is a constant needle in her side - her instincts shrieking with alarm bells each time she got too close to him.

Here, though, out in the sunflower fields? There is a tiny bit of serenity to be found. Resting in cool soil and letting the plants soak in her power. Whenever she was here, the flora flourished brighter and larger; a passive effect of her devil fruit that she'd kept secret. Nobody seemed to notice anyway, being that the Donquioxte family did not seem as invested in plantlife as she was.

With a sigh, Thea sat up and shook out leaves and petals from her snowy-white hair. She wanted to leave the Kingdom but Trebol had requested she stick around for a specific mission to be detailed later. Annoying but apart of her duties as a courier. Expression souring, she started to pick weeds out from the ground as something to do.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @risenocs liked this for a starter ! : ̗̀➛

lips  curled  into  a  smile.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  a  wide  toothy  grin  etched  across  his  face,  too  menacing  to  be  considered  sweet.  a  demon  like  him  couldn't  conceive  of  such  a  concept.  a  mix  of  blues  and  gold  glance  over  at  the  woman  whom  he'd  allowed  to  take  upon  the  heart  throne. 

       ❝      Vera  ,  Cariño   you've  become  someone  i'm  able  to  RELY  on.  you've  grown  so  much  since  .  .  .  you   deserve  respect.   after  all...  you've  EARNED  it.          *       to  anyone  else,  he's  sure  it  would  sound  like  high  praise.  to  her,  he's  almost  certain  it's  quite  the  opposite.  she's  helping  him  become  an  even  larger  obstacle,  making   his  influence  stronger,  his  dreams  of  utter  destruction  inching  closer.  she's  his  special  puppet  that  dances  with  or  without   strings  attached.  a  fully-fledged  member  of  his  family  that  has  his  trust.  &  his  Trust  wasn't  something  he'd  hand  out  so  easily.  After  finding  out  of  her  loss,  and  the  type  of  DF  was  in  her  possession.  it  was  like  a  familiar  notion  he  knows  all  too  well.  he  could  even  consider  this  a  restart.  A  restart  for  what  his  little  brother  failed  to  do. 

Valentines Day Application from Vera

Name: Vera Pecker Age: 26 Do you like to cuddle?: Not with you Yes Can we make-out?: Absolutely not Maybe A night in or dinner out?: Neither Night in Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Neither Strawberries covered in dark chocolate What makes you a good Valentine?: Nothing I will cherish anything you give me, even if I don’t want it Would you cook for me?: Cook it yourself Yes Would you let me cook for you?: Absolutely not Yes There’s a note on the back saying “Father made me fill this out. I want nothing from you, woman.”

( valentines day application / for @risenocs Vera )

"What in-" the piece of paper, somewhat crumpled, that is handed to her by some errand messenger is given a suspicious glance. At first she thinks its some nonsense note from one of the Executives, but instead its a Valentines Application. From Vera, of all people.

Vera, whom made her dislike of Thea quite plain, even if she tried to hide it behind a silent veneer. The artificer is not stupid, and too many people did not know how to successfully hide their emotions from Observation Haki. She laughs a bit at the crossed out responses, then flips it over to spot the additional note.

Pencil in hand, Thea scrawls a reply: 'Thank you for the effort anyway, but it is best we keep separate, Im sure you agree.'

She sends it back to Vera and goes about her day.