Cigarette After Dark
I live in my kitchen; my kitchen's my domain. I'll shower compliments, declarations of love, and delicious delicacies to all the beautiful women in the world. If anyone's got a problem with that, you'll be having a nice chat with my foot up their ass.
Look at these girls, aren’t they cute? Well guess what they can be yours! Yup, I am holding my very first giveaway and these these are the prizes. I will be picking 3 winners, 1st, 2nd and 3rd
duh.1st place gets their pick of who they want, 2nd gets a pick from the remaining 2 and 3rd gets whoever’s left. Simple! Also the ones in the photo are mine, you will be getting the character still wrapped (although the box will have been openedbecause how else would I know who’s in there? )Now for the boring bit, RULES!
- Reblogs only.
- Maximum of 10 reblogs per person. If you reblog this more than 10 times the entries after the first 10 will be ignored.
- You don’t have to be following me.
- Giveaway closes on the 16th of September.
- I will ship internationally! But it will be standard airmail so don’t expect it to be fast.
- You’re ask box needs to be open. Winners will have 1 week to reply before I pick someone else.
Well I think that’s everything. Good luck!
／人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼
Marimo After Dark: Cigarette-Marimo After Dark RP
[[ sudden inspiration is sudden~ xD //fails ]]
Zoro just sat there for a moment, rubbing his sore jaw for a moment as the archeologist’s words sunk in. “I won?” The wide eyes of the crew and turned head of the cook spoke volumes.
The swordsman smirked, crossing his hands over his chest like he wasn’t jumping for joy on the inside, “So, what do I get for winning?”
“Uhm, we never thought it would actually go this far to think about that.” Usopp replied. Promptly, everyone but Zoro and Sanji huddled up together, plotting their next move.
“So what should it be, Usopp?”
“It’s gotta piss off Sanji, somehow, otherwise, there’s not much of a reward…”
“Free booze?”
“Can eat whatever he wants?”
“Week off from watch?”
“Nonono, that wouldn’t be beneficial to us!” Nami hissed.
“B…Beneficial? What are you getting at?” Usopp raised his eyebrows.
“What I mean is that it just shouldn’t be Zoro getting the reward here. I’d like part of the winnings, you know~”
“Yo, that’s pretty sneaky, Nami.”
“Might I suggest something?” The group turned to see Robin’s ever-so-mysterious smile. Robin leaned forward, whispering to them, and the expressions on their faces varied from wide eyes, dropped jaws, flushed cheeks, and a perverted smirk.
—-
“The Reward…” Usopp paused for dramatic effect.
“Sanji as your personal servant! …For a week!”
“EXCUSE ME?!?!?!” Sanji rose from his seat, causing the table to creak from its abuse from the blonde’s fists. “You can’t just decide that!!! Like hell I’d be doting on that filthy shithead!”
((SHIT this was long.))
Zoro sputtered hard, choking on his own spit. He threw his head back and laughed so damn hard. “Ha ha ha ha—-!!!!”
Luffy joined in the laughter, not even completely sure what was so funny—but that didn’t matter. It didn’t take long for the entire galley to be filled with ranging guffaws to giggles at the cook’s new… predicament.
Wiping moisture from his eyes, Zoro smirked largely at the cook, leaning back in his seat just slightly. “Alright—deal! The shit-cook will do anything I want for the week. Starting with…” He threw his fist to the table with a loud bang, “Booze!”
[[ I actually have TIME today! WOO! ]]
“O-oi! You can’t just—” Sanji’s lips immediately shut off when the rest of the crew agreed to this.
“Come on, Sanji! It’s not good to break the rules~” Nami jeered.
‘Ah, Nami-swan’s right! If I back out of this challenge, I might as well kill myself knowing how Zoro would never let me live it down!’
Face red with frustration, he stammered, “F..Fine. But I’m only giving you the cheapest we have.” Repressing the urge to stomp into the kitchen like a petulant child. Soon after, he returned with a dozen bottles, fully aware of the swordsman’s innate ability to engulf alcohol that could fit the bathroom tub 3 times. “Here ya go, marimo—!!” He cooed, tossing the bottles in Zoro’s general direction.
((uwah, short. orz))
Cigarette-Marimo After Dark RP
[[ sudden inspiration is sudden~ xD //fails ]]
Zoro just sat there for a moment, rubbing his sore jaw for a moment as the archeologist’s words sunk in. “I won?” The wide eyes of the crew and turned head of the cook spoke volumes.
The swordsman smirked, crossing his hands over his chest like he wasn’t jumping for joy on the inside, “So, what do I get for winning?”
“Uhm, we never thought it would actually go this far to think about that.” Usopp replied. Promptly, everyone but Zoro and Sanji huddled up together, plotting their next move.
“So what should it be, Usopp?”
“It’s gotta piss off Sanji, somehow, otherwise, there’s not much of a reward…”
“Free booze?”
“Can eat whatever he wants?”
“Week off from watch?”
“Nonono, that wouldn’t be beneficial to us!” Nami hissed.
“B…Beneficial? What are you getting at?” Usopp raised his eyebrows.
“What I mean is that it just shouldn’t be Zoro getting the reward here. I’d like part of the winnings, you know~”
“Yo, that’s pretty sneaky, Nami.”
“Might I suggest something?” The group turned to see Robin’s ever-so-mysterious smile. Robin leaned forward, whispering to them, and the expressions on their faces varied from wide eyes, dropped jaws, flushed cheeks, and a perverted smirk.
—-
“The Reward…” Usopp paused for dramatic effect.
“Sanji as your personal servant! …For a week!”
“EXCUSE ME?!?!?!” Sanji rose from his seat, causing the table to creak from its abuse from the blonde’s fists. “You can’t just decide that!!! Like hell I’d be doting on that filthy shithead!”
((SHIT this was long.))
Cigarette After Dark: RP: START!
[[Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. It’s a mindf*ck~ xD]]
=x=x=x=
“I-I can’t believe it… He beat my record!” Usopp flung his bandana-clad head back and forth between the competitors. “They BOTH did!”
Zoro and Sanji sat opposite each other across the table, staring each other down over a mounding plate of purple and green grapes. Their cheeks bulged in such a way that made a chipmunk look normal. It also seemed like they were having a scathing battle with just their eyes; having never lost contact with the other since their smackdown began.
It was only a matter of time, now.
Chopper sat on a place-mat on the table and marked another tally next to the letters Z and S (accompanied by pictures, courtesy of their captain) he scratched on a slip of parchment. He looked up, “O-okay.. so you both have thirty-two grapes, now…”
((JFASKJD I WISH I COULD SEE IT ;~;))
Sanji, despite the humongous bulge of grapes filling his cheeks, still looked like he could murder someone with chipmunk cheeks. Both cook and swordsman took the last two remaining grapes from the large plate, and the rest of the crew could feel the tension in the air as the too, at the same time, slowly placed it in their mouths.
The room was silent, all eyes on the two. At times like this, everyone knew something, something drastic, was going to happen within the next few seconds. And of course, it did. At (supposedly) the same time, Zoro and Sanji couldn’t hold that much grapes in their mouth and spat it out, resulting in an explosion of fruit juice and grape pieces. The crew took cover immediately, shielding them from the debris.
When the onslaught of grapes had stopped, everyone attempted to see what had happened. They didn’t even catch who broke first!
“Everyone!” called the softspoken voice of Robin. The crew looked up at her in anticipation; apparently she was using her powers to get every single angle on the two and didn’t even flinch or bat an eye when the two lost their composure.
“The winner…” She smiled, “is Swordsman-san.”
“WHAT?!?!?” cried Sanji, Usopp, and Franky. The other two had apparently placed bets on who won.
