Artwork by my wondeful, talented wife @wargoddess9
Pattern available for free on Stitch Fiddle and Google Drive
More free patterns on my KoFi
Excuse the odd bending because i had to panorama it because my yard's too narrow to step back any farther. Left side is final height. Center pieces have been cut, but im pretty sure i got it spaced out so it *looks* like all sections are equal. Bottom layer still needs to be leveled, and it's supposed to be nice this weekend, so I'm hoping to finish that in the next couple days. Crossing fingers, i alsobhope to get the "aquifer" lined by weeks end.
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.
What people think why i became a bookbinder: Oh she wants to explore her artistic horizon with those pretty leather bound books of hers. She even gives them out as gifts to her friends. It most likely helps her with anxiety or maybe she just wanted a more special costume made notebook.
Why I actually became a bookbinder: I just downloaded and printed out several of my favourite fanfics and books and started binding them into books cuz I love reading them but looking at screens for too long gives me headaches.
WIP. (at WIP) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ2mkCdlN8P/?igshid=p1mkeolo4n02
Look, sorry our other boys didn't make an appearance, but i have a love for cowboy killer that must be fulfilled.
i haven't drawn a horse in yeeeeeeears XD I usually draw him with a truck instead.
if this your jam, check out Reposed Rebellions, or even the RR Age Study over on my sketch account. (It not done, but i had to pause for this challenge. once i'm back to working on that, watch for ages 17 and up)
Original Prompt list by gratefulcheeses
At the end of June, it was revealed that, yes: Good Omens 2 will be a thing
And cue the outpouring of umbrellas! I immediately was hit by inspiration and already had a tartan pattern drawn up, that until now, really hadn't found a project to use it on
4 inch hoop, size 32 canvas. Fabric dyed by me.
9 days of stitching.
I have the tartan pattern available on stitchfiddle- link in the source
Flats and WIP paintings for Reposed Rebellions - a 90's Rural/Western Teenager AU featuring Kidd & Killer, with guest appearances of Heat & Wire
images ordered to look nicer - not in story order
13 year old Kidd messing with Victoria's Punk - a Datsun 620 (aka 4hooker lil'Hustler) - currently owned by Killer.
Wire at work repairing fences, dressing in hated work appropriate attire.
15 year old Kidd (post accident) - Killer finding a way to keep Kidd driving by shifting for him.
16 year old Kidd driving the Punk
Killer teaching 14 year old Kidd (pre accident) how to drive
17 year old Kidd and the guys off to cause shenanigans and mayhem
Minors DNI : DreamWidth Backup : : Kidd Pirate Trash :: Cross Stitching & Book Binding : : We're here, We're queer. Get used to it.
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