2025.08.01

[mekachu04]

Feeding changling-baby!Dive.

Idea for GGD before they entered the grand line.

Killer's own baby dies so when a changeling/cuckoo baby appears they see it as a second chance and raise the strange creature they will end up calling Dive, as part of their own family

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Wire loomed in the door way, his quiet panic catching Kidd's attention immediately. He was elbow deep into his project, but one look on his commander's face had him de-tangling without hesitation. "What is it?"

"Boss Killer. Something.... is wrong."

He was up and follow Wire to the main deck - Crew was gathering uneasy outside the sterncastle main door, parting ways for Kidd. there was a palpable unease. One that had been there since Killer's pregnancy had first been confirmed. They where about to enter the grand line - kidd was talking about taking Roger's crown for himself. they all remembered the fall out of the last pirate king far too well, and the lengths the marines went to erase his progeny from the face of the planet. Their voyage hadn't even begun yet they were already looking at the horrors and child murders starting all over again.

A fledgingly pirate crew and an infant already was a terrible idea. but none of them was willing to voice it; they where all ready to support their Vice in what ever happened...

but it was too soon for anything new. too soon for her freezing up in the galley before curling up on herself in pain, gasping for air.

someone had run for House, and Heat had picked her up like she weighed nothing and taken her up to her quarters.

the three where in there now. kidd would be the next in the room, House bring up supplies from the infermary

killer was anxiously pacing the room, mask off and face twisted in agony. kidd was at her side immediaty, heat's attempt to explain what was happening tuned out comepletey. She slumped against him for a moment, making a pained noice before she was up and pacing again.

finlly kidd clued into heat's voice. 'labour'

"What?"

Heat sighed, "It's too early, but Boss Killer is going into labour. Heat's tryingt o whip up anything to delay it..." he shook his head. it was a fofls errond.

Killer paced, trying to walk off the distred noice she'd made. Back to the men, she was berating her stochmache - 'stay right where you are, we are not ready for this. your not ready for this and you know it!'

Kidd's stomeche dropped.

The labour would progress. the early stage drug out for two days, contractions mild but terrifing becuase they all knew it was too soon. but nothing seemed to stop them

active labor took 7 agoniong hours. kidd looked on helplessly as the best he could do was hold her hand as Heat coached them though breaking exercizes. the baby took another few hours and kidd had crawled into killer's bedd, pulling her close in his arms and letting her claw and clutch at him as she screamed though trying to push thier little girl along.

it was all terrible; too much blood, baby too small and quiet, killer limp and exhaused and barely able to oush the plenenta after.

kidd spoke to he rin quiet tones, wathcing house sorried as she fussed over their daughter. the little girl was so small.... so quiet. should they be crying by now.

heat looked owrried - it was like he could hold hte whole babyes body in his palms - as he placed the cleaned little baby in killer's arms.

no matter how much killer tried, the baby wouldn't take the nipple. kidd couldn't d oanyhitng but tighten his hold to support her as she pleaded with the tiny little girl to suckle.

he was still holder he when the baby sighed, and didn't move again.

the next problem was getting killer to let them take the baby; she was refusing to let go, and finally kidd made an execudive desition to let her keep it for a while longer.

he's tlak tot he crew, see if anyone had any ideas on what to do next


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the creature is...s trange. its face is too wide. eyes too big. so so so many teeth. Killer craddles it like its precious delecate trasure, and it stares back at kidd dareing him to tell her othewise.

There's no sign of her baby in the room. Just this new thing. Kidd will admit to at least himself - he's afraid of it. he doesn knoe waht it is or where it came from and why its latched on to his partner.

but Killer is up for the first time in days. she's left her room, walking - slowly, tired, unseadily - across the deck in the sun. Pomp and Moai are with her, part as escorts, part as actual company. she's humming to them, but all of her attention on on that creature.

it blinks at kidd one last time, before turning back to killer. sahrk like tteth gleem, before its /biting/ down on her breast to feed, cuasing her to flinch. if she made a noise, he could hear it from here. Moai was there to keep her steady, the swayed for a moment, but hen was back to her walk.

the think wold glance at him one last time, befreo returing to its feeding.

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her breasts are littered wiht small razer shape cuts and bruises. House can do little mroe than was them with soap; and thing stonger might be danguois to the new baby to injest. the wrose of them, some to deep had a stich or two to try and encourage them to heal.

But the littel baby - Calennig, Heat had called it, a tounge in cheek joke at its appearce at the end of the year - didn't seem likely to be letting up any time soon. She's not sure she's actually proding any milk at all, desipe the baby latching on to her. Just drinking her blood though her chest.

but what mroe cna she give? Calennig needs to eat and if she cant give her milk, then blood it is.

Her crew is worried, Kidd is worried. She should be worried. but she can't let this little girl down. she cant fail another child. She had the vauge recolaection of a woman in her window, air of desperation. She .. she cant remember for sure, but she remembers kissing her daughter's crown one last time before exchanging her with the woman's crying baby. cradding the fussy little babe and trying to sooth its tears.

she thinks she remembers a woman touching her cheek with a soft wet hand, a kiss left on her temple.

a splash of water

Her daughter... Her daughter...

Her daughter is in her arms, hungry and crying, and Killer needs to focus on her. She can't be worried about apperatins and fairy tales.

If only she wasnt a collalsae failout at this;

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They're cuddled together on the upper aftcastle deck, the day pleasently warm with the hint of a sea breese.

Killer is dozing against him, softyly snoring in his ear, and he's got his arms around her to suprt Calennig where she's feeding. THe littel blood sucker had leached onto him a few times; mostly hsi hands, but there had been one boint where ti had dug its ring of teeth into his chest and did its damnedst to feed. it appreastly wasn't as comforable as Killer's tits and gave him a dirty look after a few minutes and detatches.
still sucked enough to make hims slightly light headed, which was nto what he expected.

Kidd frowned, stuill nto sure abotu the gremlin. Its appreache ahd gotten Killer out of her funk, but she was still stuck in this weord state; frustrated that this baby stuff wasn't coming second nature to her. THat she seemd to keep failing the "simple" stuff. Heat keeps trying to assure her that its more complicated thatn that; that its not her fault. Quincy and House do the same.

But Kidd knows she blames herself. That this is becuase of choises and actions she made befoer the left Kutzk. The things that allowed them both to survive one more day, and now the toll has come due. Kidd might not be able to help change what was done, but he was here to support her navigate the fallout. He didn't blame her, he could never blame her, he just needed to get her to stop blaming herself.

there was a huff of air, Killer exhalling a sigh as she relaxed agsint him further, Kidd taking mroe of the baby's weight for her. She glanced down to see the thing happinly sucking away, execpt....

the ring of blood that had become a normal sight was missing, tiny little hands kneeding at killer's breast like it was actaulyl getting soemthing out of the motion. Kidd pullereed kilelr closer, oullig hte baby a little higher so he could rach aorund at poke the baby;s cheek, to pull the edge of lips back. instead of gleeming teeth, pale white liquid bubbled in the gap once hte suckun seal was broken.

curious, kidd pulled the edge of killer's top away from the other breast, thumb brushing the nipple. there was a dlear liquid of some kind there, not related to he healing bites.

it didnt tast like anythign, but the longer kidd poked and proded the more it seemed to thicken. whiten. tasting almost... sweet.

"i think that's for baby, not you" came a soft voice, as kidd licked his finger, stuggling to place the taste. he smirked down at her, wagging his eyebrow as he pointed sucked on his finger.

"terrible." she mubbled, before straigneing un hin his arms to look at the baby. "she's happy..."

her voice was still tired, Kidd sensed she hadn't quite relised what was happeneing. He reaches back down to grope her breast again, her hands tangled in baby to much to slap him away, and he's got himself a pleasent handful of it, thumb rubbing agisnt the nibble nad he gives /jsut a squeeze/ before holding it up for her to see.

Killer doen't make a single sound, whole body seeming to freeze up for a second before she's prodding at where the baby is latched on. Kidd kisses the cheek of her mask, feelign the wat she's started to tense against him as she confirms that the baby is indeed scuking correctly, no longer anchored in with teeth to gorge away on blood liek some parasicice baby vampire. But actually suckling.

Her expression is hidden byt he mask. But Kidd knows her. He knows she's looka t him in wonder, tears gathering. bitting her lower lip to keep composure. She'd never been able to keep a straigh face, always was too expressive for her own damn good. those haunting days after thier baby passed was the most netrual he;d ever seen her and he wasn't sure he'd ever forget how dead inside she looked.

He never wants her in such a place again.

She's sitting up straight now, take the baby's weight fully and kidd remains laenign abck agint he railing, running his hand lazly agsint her back.

"kidd, she's nursing." Kilelr whispers, voice soft, touch of awe, like she's nto sure she believes it yet. Kidd can only smile; Killer's always be beauftil to him, but seeing her excited about anything makes his heart race. "kidd!" she turns to him, showing off the baby feeding.

/I know/ he doesnt say, just give her a pleased grin, toying with her hair. She gives him a smirk, before she's back to the baby, cooing little noises. there's soemthing in that, a long lost memoery of scuffed knees and elbows and a woman with a sfot face and firey hair tutting over him. no words, jsut that soft repetative noise and the warmth of being held.

KIdd leanred forward, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing hte bared junction of shoulder na dneck, before resting his chin there to look down at the baby.

without the teeth, it was actaully... cute.

He helped take soem of the babye's weight again, his free hand cupping one mroe feel becuase he could, before brushing the light seagreen hair from the baby's tiny forehead. Black eyes peer up at him for jsut a moment before she's back to condentrating on her meal.

but has he moves a way, a tiny fist grabs his fingers. she majes no indication she's planning on letting him go any time soon.