#coliseum adventures

[cyronite-fr]

Look at all those chickens

[mobian-fr]

Please make him real

[monorayjak]

Off-Topic Tuesday

Welcome to the first Tuesday in the new schedule, Off-Topic Tuesday. Every Tuesday will be me writing about, well, basically whatever comes to my mind. It may relate to projects, it may relate to world events, it may relate to random things that happened in my real life – the point it, it can be anything and it’s meant to just get whatever I want to say out. So, with that out of the way, on we…

[ancientcharm]

Arch of Constantine viewed from Coliseum, Rome

Photography by Travelling Adventures

[thepencilnerd]

Shadowboxing

summary: Chishiya's world is carefully constructed—until the night you see the stellar medical student in an underground fighting ring. The lines blur between the mask he wears and the man he really is, and you find yourself drawn into a reality that’s far more raw and dangerous than you ever imagined. word count (ch. 1): 1.8k genre: university!AU, OoC!Chishiya (not just his dark hair) x fem!grad student reader warnings: depictions of violence but nothing too graphic, fluff, angst, comfort, weighted discussions about mental health because it matters a/n: I watched Mirai e no 10 Count last night and am whipped for boxer Chishiya; complete fic here <3 full moodboards here ^-^

You were dozing off at your desk, the soft glow of your laptop casting a dim light over your cluttered dorm room. Piles of papers and books were scattered everywhere—typical imagery of a grad student. The remnants of snack wrappers and multiple mugs were piling up at the corner of your desk, and your eyes burned from staring at the screen for hours. You didn't even realize you had nodded off until a loud banging rattled your door. Startling awake, you heard the voice of Kuina on the other side, her shouts muffled but insistent. "Come on, open up! You can't spend all night cooped up in here!" she yelled. You groaned, rubbing your eyes as you stood up. "I'm busy," you called back, though the exhaustion in your voice made it clear how true that was.

"Busy doing what? Staring at your laptop until your brain turns to mush? You need a break," they argued. You sighed, opening the door to find her grinning at you, eyes wide with excitement. "Please, I promise you'll thank me later. You need this."

"What even is this?" you asked, narrowing your eyes suspiciously.

"An exciting, thrilling night event! Come on, trust me! It'll be fun," she insisted, practically bouncing on their feet.

You gave her a skeptical look. "This better not be like the time you dragged me to that 'artsy' film screening that turned out to be four hours of experimental interpretive dance."

She laughed, shaking her head. "I swear, it's nothing like that. Just think of it as... an adventure. Something different for once."

You sighed, but the look on her face—full of energy and determination—made it hard to refuse, her unwavering insistence even more so. "Fine, fine. But if this turns out to be some weird cult meeting or something, I'm out."

"Deal!" she grinned, grabbing your hand and practically dragging you out of your dorm.

Against your better judgment, curiosity got the best of you, at least until you were led down a narrow staircase, the thudding bass echoing through the walls, and into a dark coliseum-esque pit: an underground boxing ring. The stench of sweat and adrenaline filled the room, a large crowd gathered around the makeshift ring, chanting and cheering.

The place was alive, buzzing with a sort of desperation you'd never witnessed before. The announcer had mentioned the winner's prize—a sum large enough to make a difference in someone's life, which only seemed to add to the intensity of the match. Kuina leaned in close, her voice barely audible over the roar of the crowd. "Okay, so here are the rules. The fighters are masked to keep their identities secret, and they're all wearing color-coded gear to make it easy to tell them apart," she explained, gesturing to the ring. "They fight until one of them is either knocked out or can't continue. The winner gets a big cash prize—enough to pay off debts or even start over somewhere else." You nodded, your eyes fixed on the fighters. The fighters were masked, their identities hidden behind color-coded attire and dark headgear, as they traded punches in the middle of the ring. It was chaos—raw, unbridled violence as each combatant swung for victory, fighting not only for pride but also for the significant prize money at stake. You could feel the desperation in the air, as if each punch thrown was driven by the promise of escape from something dire.

Your eyes were drawn to the fighter in blue. He moved differently from the rest—sharp, calculated, almost detached. His footwork was precise, each step deliberate, as if he was constantly analyzing his opponent's weaknesses. He circled his opponent, his body relaxed yet ready to strike at any moment, while the other fighter grew increasingly frantic, throwing punches that barely grazed the air. The fighter in blue waited, his eyes never leaving his target, calculating each movement. When he finally struck, it was with ruthless precision—a quick combination of blows that left his opponent stumbling. He delivered a final, powerful uppercut that ended the match, his opponent collapsing to the ground. The crowd erupted in cheers, but he remained unfazed, his expression unreadable behind the mask, as if the victory meant nothing more than another task completed.

You shivered, more at the calm, almost indifferent way he stood victorious than at the raw physicality of it all. His physique was lean but muscular, built for speed and precision rather than brute strength. Sweat dripped from his brow, trailing down his neck, mixing with a thin trail of his own blood—he must have taken a hit. A faint smear of blood could also be seen at the edge of his gloves, likely from his opponent. 

Kuina was hyped after the fight. On the walk back to campus, she couldn't stop talking about how it was the perfect night for you to come, especially since the blue fighter was renowned in the underground scene. "He's the best, you know," she said, practically glowing with excitement. "No one can beat him. People come just to watch him fight. I can't believe you got to see him in action on your first time there!" You nodded absentmindedly, her words echoing in your mind. The best. There was something about him that seemed almost familiar, but you shook the thought away, dismissing it as nothing more than your imagination.

The next day, you found yourself at the library, surrounded by books that were supposed to be helping with your dissertation. The quiet was a stark contrast to the chaos of the night before. As you scanned the shelves, you couldn't help but think how all the open access publications in the world couldn't save you from having to deal with what a traditional manuscript was—sifting through an actual physical book that felt almost as archaic as the medieval ages. You searched for a particular reference, balancing a stack in your arms as you leaned up to reach a higher shelf.

And that's when it happened—a shoulder knocked past you, sending your grip slipping and your books tumbling to the floor. You cursed under your breath and knelt down, trying to gather them up, feeling a sense of dread at how loud the clatter had been in the silence of the library.

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached down, helping you pick up the scattered books. You looked up, startled. A figure with his hood pulled up, his face partially obscured, was kneeling across from you, silently helping you collect your fallen stack. His movements were efficient, almost practiced, as if he was used to picking up after others, and there was something calm yet purposeful about the way he handled each book, stacking them neatly before handing them back to you.

You blinked, recognition tugging at your mind. He was familiar—the top student in the medical school, Chishiya Shuntaro. He had a reputation that was nearly impossible to miss, even in your circles as a doctoral student. Exceptionally intelligent, surprisingly aloof, and no doubt untouchable, he was the one everyone wanted to be close to but no one could approach. There were rumors, of course—that he was some kind of cold-hearted player, or a bored genius looking to kill time in his twenties. Stories about him lurked everywhere, each one more unbelievable than the last.

As he handed you the last of your books, his hood shifted, and you caught sight of a gash across his eyebrow. It was well-padded and hidden under gauze, but the skin around was raw and swollen, clearly fresh. The sight made you pause, your eyes narrowing as you pieced together the oddity of it—the hood, the attempt to hide, the injury. Your mind flashed back to the underground ring—the crowd's roars, the masked fighters, the way he moved, the precision of his strikes, and now this injury—it all started to line up. It couldn't be...

Chishiya met your gaze, his eyes narrowing slightly as if daring you to ask. There was a hint of challenge there, almost as if he was amused by the thought of you confronting him. He seemed entirely unbothered, as if the whole situation was just another game to him—a game where he held all the cards, waiting to see if you were bold enough to make the first move. The moment seemed to stretch, your curiosity battling with the tension hanging between you. But you stayed silent, and so did he. He simply handed you your books, his fingers brushing yours for the briefest moment, before he pulled the hood back over his head and stood up.

Without a word, he turned and walked away, his mind already shifting back to the secrecy he guarded so carefully. He knew he couldn't afford to let anyone get too close, not with the double life he was leading. But there was something about the look in your eyes—curiosity mixed with hesitation—that lingered with him. He shook the thought away, refocusing as he moved through the library, leaving you there with your heart pounding for reasons you couldn't quite explain.

That evening, you were back in your dorm, the events of the day replaying in your mind as you sat at your desk. The dim light of your lamp illuminated your scattered notes, and you tried to focus on your proposal, but your thoughts kept drifting back to Chishiya—the way his eyes seemed to challenge you, the fleeting brush of his fingers, and that mysterious injury. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't shake the feeling that there was something much deeper beneath his calm exterior.

Meanwhile, back in his dorm, Chishiya leaned against his desk, his eyes staring blankly at the wall. He replayed your expression in his mind—the way your eyes had widened in recognition, the hesitation that lingered there. He remembered seeing you in the crowd that night, the way your gaze had locked onto him after his victory. Even then, something about the way you looked at him had stood out, different from the others. And today, in the library, the way you caught sight of his injury—he knew you were connecting the dots. It was unexpected, the way you seemed to see past the mask he wore. Most people never got that far, dismissing him as either a prodigy or an enigma without much thought. But you had looked closer, and something about that made it difficult for him to brush off the encounter.

Chishiya exhaled sharply, pushing himself away from the desk. He couldn't afford to let his focus slip, not when there was so much at stake—his freedom, his independence, the fragile balance of the double life he had built. Any slip could mean exposure, and exposure would mean losing everything he had fought so hard to keep hidden. But still, the memory of your gaze kept creeping back, making him wonder if maybe, just maybe, someone like you could be a problem—or something else entirely.

[writingwisterias]

Okay, so I JUST need to know, what do you think the Eras of Leon would do as a vacation/date with reader?!

Personally, I feel like Vendetta! Leon would LOVE to go drinking around the world at EPCOT. Like he’d get ears from Germany or Norway and definitely drunkenly freak over the Voices of Liberty in America (especially during the candlelight processional. When u was a freshman in high school, I got to sing with them, and they just sound soooo good!)

Anyhow, love your work sooo much! Byeeee <3

HIII!

Thank you for the request! This is so sweet we would definitely force him to take time off no matter what. He needs a break

Warnings: Fluff, Travel

GN!Reader

RE2:

So I think he would take us to someone mor e rural

He would pack up his jeep full of camping (or glamping) supplies and just drive around in the mountains for a few days

Definitely hiking! He just wants to see what America has to offer in terms of views

He makes sure to pick the hikes that will fit everyone's abilities, if you are used to it he'll pick the more challenging ones etc

I don't think he would really travel abroad he doesn't really have the money for that

RE4R:

Well he's already seen a little bit of Spain so I don't think he would go there

He'd probably like a less adventurous vacation so going to places like Mexico or Tenerife where he can just lounge on the beach all day

He would understand that you like to make memories so he would also book activities if he can for you both to make memories

Doesn't mind if the resort has kids in it, he's not one of those people that claim they ruin his holiday

Despite me saying he lounges around he's also the type of boyfriend to by a cheap snorkel set so he can look for shells for you.

He'll walk back out of the sea with them all clutched in his hand holding them out to you like a child

Infinite Darkness:

I feel like he's a bit of a thrill seeker

So he's dragging you to places that have access to like bungee jumps or those ones with the big swings

He will beg you to do it with him but he won't force you

I think part of him finds it romantic when you both do the swing

A funny idea of romantic I guess

But he would also make sure the place has things for you and will do them with you without arguments

After all he did make your heart jump out of your chest watching him

Damnation:

Again with a lazy holiday but I think instead of somewhere beachy more like a city with history

I'm thinking like Rome

First of all the food is great and he's enjoying just stuffing his face full of the quinze

Secondly he just loves seeing the leaning tower or the coliseum

He'll get brochures and read out the facts to you as you walk around inside the coliseum

He also loves going to wine fields to taste test the wine. He will come back drunk so be careful

RE6:

He's going to a spa resort...specifically one with no children allowed

I feel like he would enjoy the ones in Japan, going through all the different types of baths they have to offer

You are there for a few days so you alternate in picking one that you like

He'll try putting his feet in the tank with all the fish and they just swarm him instead of you

Also wants to do couple massages/treatments with you. You are on vacation together after all

Vendetta:

I do agree with yours I think he would love that

He would also love Oktoberfest in Germany

He's drinking all the pints and eating all of the hotdogs

Absolutely loves the vibes even though he doesn't speak the language. He might try a UK knock off version if he can find them

If he's drunk enough you can pursaude him to wear the outfits together. He will protest but then think it's funny and ignore it

That only happens in Germany because he can't hear/understand what they say about it compared to in the UK

He's just a little shy

Death Island:

I feel like he wouldn't mind a staycation

Probably opting for something close by like a nice hotel room for a few nights

If not he would prefer a log cabin, something far away from everything that he can just ignore the world for a few days

He'll go out on walks with you and watch the local wildlife

Cosy nights looking at the stars around a fire all wrapped up in a blanket

He would just like a quiet life

[thelost-comic]

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[yuurei20]

Malleus Facts Part 94: Magic (pt3)

Malleus explains that he cannot fix his Roaring Drago toy because he cannot repair what he doesn’t understand, but having read the manual he is capable of fixing Diasomnia's microwave, so it seems he is capable of understanding machines.

We see another one of Malleus’ abilities during Spectral Soiree: he casts a spell over the campus that traps the inhabitants inside and stops time, in addition to kidnapping half of the student body (which soon increases to all students on campus).

This is later revealed to be preparation for a Halloween Party and Escape Room that was managed with ghost magic―not Malleus’ alone―and with Lilia’s full approval and cooperation, making it difficult to tell how much of the adventure was Malleus’ doing.

Another of Malleus’ powers seems to be an as-of-yet vague ability to return things to their “proper” form, as we see him do during Spectral Soiree (despite how he had never seen the Sparking Hall’s true form before) and Book 5.

In Book 6 it is revealed that this ability works on humans as well.

(It is interesting that two of the three instances that this ability has appeared has involved Vil.)

Malleus also seems to have a power that is similar to that of the Thorn Fairy: he says that he is capable of emulating her ability to fill a space with briars “in mere seconds,” though we do not see him do so. (Briars might also be a part of his unique magic?)

Malleus himself describes the Thorn Fairy of legend as a “controller of thunderclouds and brains” who “possessed insurmountable magical might.”

Malleus says that he imagines people feared her and kept her at arm’s length specifically because of how powerful she was as “respect grows into awe, and over time, awe turns into dread. Such is the way of things.”

Malleus is strongly affected by Lilia’s announcement that he will be retiring, and his subsequent explanation that “there are some things that not even (Malleus) can change.”

Lilia uses a joint defensive magic lesson to take place in the coliseum as an example of unchangeable destiny, but Malleus’ displeasure summons rain.

It is not specified if this change in the weather successfully altered the “destiny” of those who were supposed to have an outdoor lesson.

[tinytime10]

So everyone knows that the links are short, even in the linked universe. Time is tall compared to the other links but still barely average height. My head canon for why a lot of the links are as short as they are is malnutrition.  Okay hear me out a lot of the shortest ones started their adventures extremely young. Food being far from the easiest thing to acquire in the middle of a dungeon or when you're being actively hunted by the Hylian guards.  Legend, Hyrule and Wind, probably would have grown to be a lot taller had it not been for that. Of course Four is that tiny because Minish Magic.

 For Wild I think it's just genetics. Twilight and Sky both started their adventures later in life and had fairly stable childhoods, and had access to plenty of nutritious food. They grew in a very normal way. Time had to deal with malnutrition a lot as a child, because the little boy was not eating very much meat growing up. But the reason he's so tall compared to the rest of the chain is because of the Fierce Deity Mask.

 Now with Warriors my favorite boy has one tragic childhood in my head cannons. Growing up on the streets of Castle town and being a Coliseum kid he was starved all the time. He didn't get three meals a day until he was in the military. The thing is he probably used the Triforce  various other magical items so much at a still relatively young age. (I headcan in the war to have started when he was 17 and ended when he was 20) Much like time I can sort of blame the height on Magic and a little bit of genetics.  

I don't know if anybody cares but I thought it's interesting.

[cyronite-fr]

EGGGGGGGGGGGGG

[brittle-doughie]

In the Golden Cheese Kingdom, there’s the coliseum where the Brave Gang have to fight their way out while cookies watch for entertainment. Could I request a scenario where Y/N Cookie is traveling with the Brave Gang (Black Raisin, Gingerbrave, Wizard, Strawberry) and Y/N is absolutely stoked to fight in the coliseum being extremely overconfident and excited for any challenge from the coliseum. I’d like to see the reactions from Mozzarella, Smoked Cheese, and Cheesenbird as well to the peculiar joy of Y/N

The crowd roared with their cheering and shouts of excitement, ready to see the monsters duke it out amongst each other within the colosseum.

You, Gingerbrave, Wizard, Strawberry, and Black Raisin had made your way there for the Monster Games, determined to see if Golden Cheese would make her appearance.

“There’s so many Cookies that gathered to watch the monster fight, huh Y/N Cookie?”

You were too busy having your eyes dart around the various monsters, growling and thrashing at their caged cells. Mouths adorned with sharp teeth that want nothing more then to tear into whatever they get a grip on.

Afraid? Nervous? Head out the way you came?

No.

You. Were. Excited…

“Instead of trembling in fear, these Cookies reverse the invaders’ aggression on each other! Pretty smart, in my book!”

“I-Is Y/N Cookie okay? They look to be twitching a lot…”

“Y/N Cookie? Where are you going?!”

You dashed towards the center of the colosseum as you brandished your golden blade, the colosseum lights making it shine.

You called out to whoever was in charge and listening that you wanted to face the monstrous horde! You’ve handle every caliber of creature Earthbread had thrown at you and these monsters will join them in the dirt!

“Y/N Cookie! What’s the plan here?!”

“Hang on, Y/N Cookie might be onto something here. By fighting the monsters, we’re creating chaos in the arena. Doing that has to bring Golden Cheese Cookie out to see what’s going on.”

Black Raisin runs to the center and goes to Y/N Cookie’s side, holding their hand as she hyped up their appearance in the colosseum.

“EVERYONE, OVER HERE! WE’VE COME FROM THE OUTSIDE TOO! ALLOW US TO FIGHT THE MONSTERS! TONIGHT, VICTORY WILL BE OURS!”

“Oh? It looks like we have new unexpected contenders! Especially that joyful one with the sword, hehe~ How overconfident and so sure of themself, yet so brave and intriguing~ I’ll place all my coins on them~”

“Too overconfident…especially from a cookie that came from the outside. An outlander…I’d like to come down there and wipe the smile off their face myself…”

“They don’t seem to be overselling themself to me, maybe they really are that strong. Or is that just an excuse to get up close and personal with them~? I wouldn’t blame you~”

“That’s NOT what I meant…”

The two would then glance at you, still boasting about your strength and determination to tear through the groups of monsters in waiting. Mozzarella’s smile only grew wider as Smoked Cheese’s glare got harsher…but couldn’t help giving a small smirk himself.

“And if they do get bruised, I shall give them lotz of healingz! Chirp! Chirp!”

Black Raisin turned to you as she gripped your hand tighter, nodding to you as you did the same to her.

“Time to wreak havoc!”

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Adventurer Cookie was startled when Olive Cookie suddenly tear the text in her hands, Olive herself was taken aback by what she did.

“Woah! What happened?!”

“I-I don’t know! I think the olive oil made my hand slip!”

[cosymelody]

You know…

I may or may not have read a few too many fics of Reader/Guide being the equivalent of a space orc compared to the bois

ANYWAYS I hope y'all enjoy this piece of Yan!Legend & Yan!Koridai cuz I have no idea how to write characters sometimes-

.•♫•♬• 𝒀𝒂𝒏!𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅 / 𝒀𝒂𝒏!𝑲𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒊 𝑶𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕 •♬•♫•.

With all the places you've gone and all the time you've spent with the Chain, you were bound to face trouble at almost every turn. So it comes as no surprise that you've all found yourself in yet another predicament and yet another era of Hyrule; however, this one is much more serious and deadly than the ones that you had traveled through before. The stakes are higher, the enemies more formidable, and the challenges more daunting, which seems to make you and the Chain's abilities as a team and your ability to navigate this perilous new era of Hyrule as well as your patience and sanity to tolerate the group of Links truly a troublesome test.

You all agreed it would be more beneficial to separate into small groups as you explored the Depths of Sage's Hyrule in order to cover more ground. Despite most of the boy's complaining and whining over the situation, they eventually agreed with you, which led you to be stuck with Legend and Koridai as you wandered around what appeared to be a large coliseum. You, along with the two boys you were unfortunately partnered with for this adventure, explored the area around the coliseum, collecting resources easily due to Sage happily fusing a brightbloom seed to a large stick for you, efficiently making a sort of staff to see the area better with before he had given it to you as a source of light.

Even with all the open space, Koridai and Legend were practically glued to your side, keeping a keen eye on the surrounding area as if something would jump out of nowhere and steal you away from them, which in this Hyrule was more likely than any other era due to the mix of the terrifying gloom hands that would randomly appear out of nowhere, the Yiga that just caused as many problems as possible if they saw even one of the Links, and the shadow you've come to call Dink lurking somewhere nearby as if waiting and watching for the perfect opportunity to strike. There were all sorts of beasts that could be in this Hyrule, ready to take down you and the Chain when you were all separated, but you weren't too worried about it seeing how everyone, including yourself, could handle themselves in battle.

You learned after the first few weeks of being with the Chain that you were much different compared to Hylians besides the fact you had round rather than pointed ears like them, one of the main things being that you were much stronger and had more endurance than even the heroes themselves. You also learned that potions and magic didn't affect you as much as they did Hylians. It was also discovered that you were more resistant to hot and cold climates as well as attacks, as evidenced by the fact that a guardian blast in Wild's Hyrule didn't even burn you, despite the fact that it nearly gave the poor boy a panic attack. Since you had to rescue them from battle on multiple occasions, it was safe to say that having you with the Chain was a true blessing for them. However, this only served to drive them further into their own possessive and obsessive thoughts and desires.

As you and the two Links you were paired with ventured around the coliseum entrance, Koridai spotted a chest oddly placed at the center of it with what seemed like large, intricately designed metal walls within it. Koridai called out to get you and Legend's attention, making the two of you aware of the possible treasure within the coliseum. “Hey, look! There's a chest in there. Maybe we should check it out; it could have something useful in it!”

Your eyes narrowed in observance, while Legend seemed highly skeptical as the two of you walked closer into the coliseum, his gaze clearly interested in the chest yet weary of the oddly large and open space. “Are you sure it would be smart to go in there? It seems… off…”

Koridai spoke up as he kept walking ahead and examined the space, his voice full of his usual wonder as you and Legend followed behind. “I'm sure it'll be fine! Golly, this place sure is huge! Right, cutie?”

You simply nodded and hummed in response, Legend letting out an exaggerated and annoyed groan at Koridai's flirty nature as you all walked further into the coliseum with both of them by your side. The closer you got to the chest in the center of the large structure, the more you could see an ominous red mist that was akin to that of Ganon's gloom that had been tormenting and invading this Hyrule. A sense of unease and adrenaline started to wash over you slowly but surely as all of you kept walking forward, almost the same exact feeling you felt when you came face to face with Ganon in Courage's era.

As the three of you reached the center of the structure, a loud noise could be heard, and you spun around quickly, only to see that the entrance you had previously walked through was now shut off by a large metal gate. You turn back around again, only to see what you thought was just a nicely designed wall rise upwards, revealing a red gloom covered Lynel standing behind it. The Lynel let out a menacing roar, causing your heart to race with fear. You knew that this battle would be even more challenging than some you had faced before, seeing as this beast that was already a pain to deal with was now covered in menacing gloom.

"Ah shit," was all you managed to get out before it charged with its sword in hand, the three of you instinctively drawing your swords as you ran back a bit and yelled out to Legend and Koridai, "Boys, split up! It'll make it more difficult to target us if we're in different places!" Legend and Koridai nodded in understanding, quickly breaking off in opposite directions as you braced yourself for the impending clash...

.•♫•♬• 𝑷𝒕. 𝟐 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒐𝒐𝒏 •♬•♫•.

[bigball-thefrog]

i was kinda wondering if you could write something with Sabo. Like the reader is a current Strawhat but they were formerly part of the revolutionary army awhile back. And the reader and Sabo were close with eachother and eventually Sabo caught feelings for the reader. Like maybe they crossed passed during Dresrosa something like that☝🏻idk but thanks anyway!

Hi hi, I've just finished your request and I hope it is up to your standards, this is the second longest one shot I've written so I hope it is good, please enjoy.

Warnings/Tags:

Fluff

Dressrosa spoilers

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Narrator POV

You were only five when it happened, when your village crumbled and turned into rubble and flames. You wondered around trying to find your parents but instead you came across someone else. A tall man covered in a cloak, you couldn't see his face and felt quite intimidated by him, but he carefully took you by the hand and led you to a ship where other people were. They were the revolutionary army, and the man that helped you was their leader, Monkey D Dragon.

Since then you were taken in and raised by the revolutionary army. It was hard at first but after a year you had learned to read and study and began learning to fight. When you were ten years old you were one of the best there. Then one day they bought in a new boy, named Sabo. He showed exceptional abilities in both fighting and knowledge. So soon, you two became rivals, always trying to be the smartest and strongest. As you both grew your passion for being the strongest and smartest calmed down and the both of you finally started to be civil with each other and became friends and soon best friends. But, you calming down with your competitiveness wasn't because of you growing up and maturing, it was because you weren't passionate about being a revolutionary anymore. Yes you didn't mind helping people and liberating countries but... You wanted adventure! And freedom, not planning and missions and training daily. You eventually voiced your complaints to Dragon and surprisingly to you, he was willing to let you go, and he even had an idea. You both left for a place called Logue Town, he used his powers and you ended up landing on a pirate ship, that ship was the Going Merry, the ship of the Strawhats. When you were found you explained your situation and their captain, Luffy, let you join, and from that day you were now an official a Strawhat.

Meanwhile Sabo was upset. You had left while he was on a mission so hadn't said a word about leaving and when you came back, you were just gone... Dragon explained everything and he relaxed a little but, he missed you so much. Through all the, training, learning, missions, and competitions together Sabo had grown feelings for you and was planning to confess... And now you were gone and he didn't know where you were since you were out on the open sea as a pirate. But then when the newspaper report about the Strawhats in Alabasta came out and he managed to see a glimpse of you, and you looked fine, he was happy. Since then he was following your adventures with the Strawhats, gloating and bragging about being close with you whenever a new story about the Strawhats came out, and when you received your first bounty after Enis Lobby, he was quick to hang your bounty up as some ort of trophy. Then when Ace died and he got his memories back, he hung all three of your posters up, You, Luffy and Ace, now the people most dearest to him... His feelings managed to die down a little during the two years of training but when the reports of the Strawhats being back came out and he saw you and how you had grown up in those two years, all his feelings came crashing back, you looked stronger, and more mature.. Boy was he blushing when he saw how you looked again.

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You were currently sitting in the coliseum in Dressrosa, you were tasked with lookin after Luffy while he fraught for the flame flame fruit. You had met Ace back in Alabasta so you knew how much this fruit ment to Luffy. It was now the final fight with the last four competitors against Demante, Luffy was in a disguise with a fake beard, cloak, sunglasses and a helmet on, going under the name Lucy so he wasn't caught by any of Doflamingos people. But when he came out for the final fight he seemed different. He wasn't wearing the sunflower shirt as before and he seemed to have a different attitude, and the fact that he was now carrying a metal pipe as a weapon.. It seemed familiar somehow but not the Luffy kind of familiar, like it was someone else from your past. You got closer and watched the battle, his fighting seemed more calculated than usual and once again you were hit with the feeling that this wasn't your captain but someone else. Once he managed to get the flame flame fruit you saw him take a bit from it, why on earth would he do the when he already has a devilfruit?! But then he used the flame flame fruits powers and you were confused, did Luffy somehow have the power to use two Devilfruits like Blackbeard? No, even if he could, Luffy wouldn't use another fruit, and he said he wanted Aces fruit to go to someone he trusted so this definitely wasn't your captain.

Then he made the giant hole that drained the coliseum and into the secret underground factory, you jumped down with them. Once the chaos had cleared you saw the guy impersonating your captain and tackled him, "Who are you, and why are you pretending to be Luffy-..." That, scar... You took off the sunglasses and fake beard and.... "SABO?!??!" He chuckled and sat up and you got off him, "The one and only, how have you been?" He said and smiled at you. You looked at him up and down and saw how he had grown, you blushed a little but just ignored it, "Well I'm assuming you're here because of the Doflamingo situation but... How do you know Luffy, and why were you pretending to be him in the fight?" "Well, I wanted to be the one to inherent my brother's Devilfruit." you looked at him puzzled. Did he mean Aces fruit? Why did he call him his brother? Wait a minute... "You're Luffy's other brother?!?!" Sabo smiled, "Yes, sometime after you left I got my memories back and remembered my childhood with Ace and Luffy. When I heard Ace's Devilfruit was here, I didn't want it to fall into the hands of someone I didn't trust, so I decided I wanted to be the on to carry his Devilfruit powers." You nodded in understanding. It made sense that he would want to have Ace's powers since that was also his brother, "Wait, but since you were there in the arena, where's Luffy? I'm supposed to be watching him." "He's probably at Doflamingos castle by now. You sighed and Sabo chuckled, "So now you know the pain of having to look after Luffy huh?" Sabo smirked, "I don't know how you and Ace could handle him as kids..." Sabo laughed and looked behind him, "I'd love to catch up right now but I came here for a mission. But hey, since you don't have to look after Luffy now, do you wanna help me and the revolutionary army?" You looked over Sabo and saw them and smiled, your old friends. "I'd love to." You accepted and both ran to go join them.

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After all the chaos that took place in Dressrosa, you and the other Strawhats were all hiding and healing in Kyros' house in a flower field, away from the people and away from the marines. While Luffy was asleep, Sabo had come to say goodbye, he chatted with everyone for a bit then had to leave, you followed him out, wanting to walk him back to the boat and catch up. It was a calm walk, both of you telling each other about the adventures you both went on since you left and it was nice to see your best friend again, that was until Sabo looked more serious and looked at you, "So... Care to explain why you left all of a sudden those two years ago?" Sabo asked, your heart dropped. You knew this question was coming and you were dreading it but you managed to confess, "I wasn't... Happy anymore, with the revolutionary army.. Yes I loved helping people and countries but... I wanted more, I wanted to explore and adventure, when I wanted and wherever I wanted, with the revolutionary army it was either constant planning, fighting, training and I just got tired... The sea called out to me and I wanted to explore it. I told this to Dragon and he was actually the one that put me on Luffy’s ship. And I haven't regretted it... The only thing I regret is that I never got to say goodbye to you..." You finally got it all off your chest, Sabo's face softened and he pat your head, "I get it, you saw the chance at your happiness and you needed to take it, I'm glad you went for it and found where you belong. Even though I'm upset you left, I'm glad you're happy." He smiled at you and you smiled back. You both continued talking and eventually you got to their ship, you caught up with the others there but, they had to leave, you now had to say goodbye to Sabo after not seeing him for two years..

Sabo saw your upset look and embraced you, you wrapped your arms around him and just started sobbing. He lightly rubbed your head and tried to calm you down, "Hey... Please don't cry, you're acting like we're never going to see each other again..." "B-but, you're a revolutionary, I'm a pirate, we both go in different directions, how are we ever gonna meet again?! And just when I got to see you again, all the things I've wanted to tell you, all the things I've wanted to say!" Sabo sighed as he continued to comfort you, "Well it might not be too hard..." you looked up at him puzzled, "I just got my memories back, you really think I'm not gonna be keeping an eye on my little brother? And you too~" you smiled and he ruffled your hair, "I doubt this is going to be the last time that one of your pirate adventures lines up with one of our missions, and when that happens again, at least we're on the same side~" you nodded. Before you could respond and finally say goodbye, Sabo leaned down and kissed you right on the lips. And not just a peck on the lips, but a deep and meaningful kiss. He pulled away and cupped your cheek, you just stood there dumbfounded, "There, I've stolen a kiss from you so now we have to meet up again and you have to come see me, so you can steal one back~" Sabo let go of you and got on the ship. You snapped out of your shocked state when you heard the ship begin to move, you ran up to the edge and stood as far as you could to see them off and wave goodbye to Sabo.

Now, you were filled with a new feeling. A feeling of determination to steal that kiss back, a feeling of excitement for seeing your childhood friend again, a feeling of love...

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Alright, I have two more requests that I will try to finish this week, so please enjoy this for now, and I'll see you next time

Kelly🐸

[losttrailsmaps]

In the sun-kissed lands of these Ancient Lands, where myths danced with reality and philosophers pondered the very essence of existence, a timeless tale of heroes and gods unfolds. Here, amidst marble temples and olive groves, the echoes of a bygone era resonate with the promise of epic adventures and profound wisdom.

Hello everyone! Welcome to another map pack, one that is influenced by one of my favorite time periods in history- Ancient Greece & Rome.

This pack includes 16 total maps including a Coliseum, Academy, the Mediterranean coast, and much more!

Check out the map pack here, the first 6 are free to download!

[arbiterlexultionis]

Instant Eternity

Time travel involving the infinite realms is truly a bizarre thing. Sometimes it follow one set of rules, and sometimes that set of rules may as well not exist. Usually, however, it works in one of two ways, the first is when the time travel is achieved through artificial means such as clockworks portals and allows for the altering of the timeline as one would expect time travel would allow. The other type of time travel is through natural means, portals usually, and it’s just that, Natural. That portal to the past opened up in the past the same moment it did in the present. If you step into the portal in the year 2000 then you already stepped out of the portal hundreds of years ago. It’s A Thing That Already Happened. Danny himself experienced this, as while chasing Vlad through time they fought in the middle of a Roman coliseum and, whoopsy daisy, set a really big fire. A fire which Danny had learned about years before he even had his accident.

So, the infimap can take the user anywhere, anywhen. And the infimap is just that, a map. It doesn’t make new roads, it just drags you across already existing paths. So it is a natural form of time travel, if you use it to go in time to kill your grandfather in order to insure your never born your interference will result in your grandparents falling in love and your birth.

Danny realizes that anytime he needs to heal from a battle or has gone 156 hours without sleeping or eating he can use the infimap to pop back to the past for a few days and then have the map bring back to the “Present”, exactly one second after he left. A three week vacation that lasted one second. At first he’s really wary about using this, worried about accelerated aging or getting lost in the time stream and a hundred other issues. At first.

It’s been months sense the accident. Sam and Tucker have both shot up several inches. Danny, on the other hand, hasn’t grown sense the accident. At all. They fought a ghost who could rapidly age opponents, a single slap turned Tucker into a decrepit old man. The ghost wrapped his hands around Danny’s throat and spent 5 minutes trying to strangle him while Danny bought time for Sam and Tucker to pull off the plan. The sucked him into the thermos, his influence on time ceased so Tucker returned to his proper state. “Jeez it sure is lucky he didn’t try and age me, right guys? Ha ha ha”. Danny gets blasted through a natural portal while making a trip through the zone and spends years trying to get home, not aging a day.

He can’t deny it after that, can’t ignore it. He’s immortal. He’s going to live forever. He’s going to watch his friends and family whither away and die out. He’s going to have to spend the rest of his life wandering from place to place trying not to get outed as the same 14 year old who save someone’s great great grandma 100 years ago.

After having his first middeath crisis, suddenly the only reasons he had to not spend years on end wandering the world and the past is gone, even if he loses the infimap, worst case scenario he’ll just take the long way home. Suddenly, he’s dreading the next 80 years of the “Present”. He decides that if he’s going to watch his friends and family grow old and frail he’s going to make sure it’s takes as long as it possibly could, from his perspective. By the time they’re 20 Danny’s gonna have 200 years under his belt.

He becomes a temporal tourist, hopping into the past every time the late night fights and schoolwork become to much. Spends years in every civilization imaginable, mastering every skill he can, leaving legends in his wake.

I feel like Danny and his adventures do have a lot of potential for story’s, as it’s a pretty good setup for having Danny in any type of time period or historical event for extended periods of time, fighting in the trenches of World War I, exploring the Americas during the era of colonialism, sailing the seas a swashbuckling vigilante pirate. I, however, have most of my related ideas being based around crossovers. So most of that will be in part two, so that people who like to filter out all that can still see this post.