❌❌ Derek!

{ Sunday Kinkuisition }

Since “I don’t know” is not an answer I can accept, I instead chose to offer the reasons why I don’t know.

Derek hasn’t really had much opportunity to explore this aspect of life. He’s been on a ship from the day he was born, and the men on the Illinois were family in every sense of the word – they raised him and are the ones who shaped him into the man he has become. 

What little he gleaned from Buford he doesn’t like to reflect too deeply upon for obvious reasons, but it has instilled a quiet repulsion in him for most activities in this regard when they involve other men – and most especially when the other man in question has any kind of power over him. 

There have been a few periods in which the crew entertained ladies aboard the ships during peacetime, that he got some action in – but here it was rather rushed and a bit confusing. There wasn’t a lot of time to explore, or really figure out what he liked and what he didn’t. While he classes these experiences as completely pleasurable, he doesn’t really remember the finer details of them to provide much insight. 

🍴🍴 Derek

{ Food Headcanons }

  • Derek has spent his entire life on ship fare, so his experiences to date have been rather limited by what the crew had on board at any given time. Biscuits have never been a favorite of his, mainly because he has never once had one that wasn’t a little stale or hard, and too often he finds them to be infested with maggots to be all that delectable as it were. He also abhors grog – both because the flavor is vile, and also due to how so many good men seem to rely on it to assuage their tempers. 

  • Though he never really said as much, his favorite time was generally breakfast back on the Illinois, with Captain Morgan. Fresh, hot coffee and whatever the cook brought in that day was always made good enough in the captain’s pleasant company, with his tales of adventures past and future, and his affable, cheery nature that so often lifted even the darkest of spirits.