#deadly flower (izo)

[my-muses-in-op]

Whitebeard telling dad jokes

Whitebeard: What did the ocean say to the beach?

Haruta: I don't know.

Whitebeard: Nothing. It just waved.

Whitebeard: Have you heard about the chocolate record player?

Thatch: No?

Whitebeard: It sounds pretty sweet.

Whitebeard: What has more letters than the alphabet?

Marco: I don't know, yoi.

Whitebeard: The post office!

Whitebeard: How do you make 7 even?

Izo: I ... You take one aside?

Whitebeard: Take away the s.

Whitebeard: Where do boats go when they're sick?

Ace: To the shipwright?

Whitebeard: To the boat doc.

[the-flaming-spade]

"It's not that we forgot your birthday gift, brother. We just didn't have enough time to finish it, but now it is." Izo's deep voice was soft and loving, as he held out a soft package for the freckled male. Marco stood next to Izo with a box. "You know how busy things gets, yoi." Marco smiled. Izo's gift was a pair of dark blue shorts with Whitebeard's logo on the sides. Marco was giving him a knife, the shaft was wooden and looked like fire. The gifts were made by them. "Happy birthday, bro."

Ace took both gifts, both were amazing because they were made by hand from his brothers. Ace wrapped his arms around both of them, pulling them both into a hug. “I know you two would never forget my birthday, even if I wish you would.” Ace added the last part with a laugh. “Thank you both so much, these are amazing and practical, I love them!”

[usopp-writes]

MASTERLIST AND RULES

@library-of-ohara

Enjoy the stories written, as I am not in any state of mind to try writing again. At least not for anyone else but me. May you all have a great life, enjoy the fandom and other writers. I'm done with being active on tumblr. You can find me on Discord: Deadly flower#0133 if you want to chat. Good bye.

MASTERLIST

Please note, this list is made for drabbles, hc and scenarios that I posted from year 2022. My work from previous years are still in my archive and searchable, but will not be added to this list.

Whitebeard pirates:

Entire crew - Whitebeard's and Speed Jiru's birthday Valentines Day Whitebeard Marco Ace Jozu Thatch Vista Haruta Blamenco Izo Rakuyo Namur Deuce

Straw Hat pirates:

Luffy Robin Sanji Nami Franky Usopp Zoro Jinbe

Red-hair pirates:

Shanks Benn Beckman Lucky Roo

Roger pirates:

Roger Rayleigh

Warlords:

Buggy Mihawk Law Sir Crocodile

Revolutionaries:

Sabo Koala

Marines:

Smoker Rosinante Garp Coby Sengoku Kizaru Fujitora

Others:

Nojiko Pell Oden Vivi Hatchan Kid Killer Kin'emon Kanjuro Kiku Inuarashi Nekomaushi Eustass Kid Hiyori

Character and OC:

Usopp

Self-ship masterlist

Events:

Spring Event Ohara library event (April) Whitebeard Pirates Week 2022 Date application (always accepting) Ace's first Christmas as a Whitebeard Pirate

RULES - read before interacting with me

I only write in the One Piece fandom - sfw and nsfw.

I'll do canon x gn reader, canon x canon, canon x oc (I'll need info about the oc to do this), canon x fem reader, canon x male reader and just canon.

With that said, I don’t write about following characters: Big Mom pirates (all of them), Beast pirates (Kaido and his pirate crew), Celestial Dragons, DonQuixote Pirates (I do write Doflamingo and Corazon though), Spandam, Vinsmoke family (Sanji not included in this), Blackbeard pirates and Five elders.

I do write ships, poly ships and bro ships.

With that said, I do not write romantic/sexual ships between blood related characters and ASL or romantic ships with Luffy, as I see him as asexual and aromantic.

I have the right to turn down a request and I don't always tell you if I do.

I expect you to be respectful and polite, so say please and thank you.

Don’t become impatient with me, as this is only a hobby and my free time is little.

My grammar still can improve, as can the flow of the sentences. Don’t be a dick about the flaws of either of them, but polite advice how to improve is always welcome.

I don’t write about yandere, sexual abuse, suicide, spiders and selfharm.

I only write NSFW for people off anon and who is 18+. If your age isn't on your blog, you can always drop it in my IM, it's safe with me. Mun is 30+.

You can always request a drabble/hc from me, no need to only use prompts or memes.

Disrepecting my rules or ignore them will get you blocked.

If you're a minor (18-) and interacting with NSFW, I will block you.

[luscaina]

Whitebeards Headcanons

Edward Newgate aka Whitebeard

Ultimate Grandpa

Loves his rowdy kids

Will fuck your shit up

Absolutely terrifying in battle

Claims not to spoil his kids but secretly does

1st Commander: Marco the Phoenix

Cool and Collected™

internally somehow stresses over nothing constantly

secretly mischievous

chanting under his breath as he sorts out preventable bullshit #23 of this week: "i love all my siblings equally, i love all my siblings equally, i lov"

Can and Will Kill you in an instant if you hurt his family

2nd Commander: Portgas D. Ace

semi-responsible rowdy boy

always down to brawl

*walks into a mannequin* "i'm terribly sorry"

sunshine smile and youthful freckles to hide Angst and Depression

a vaguely functional Bi who is a bit Dumb at times

3rd Commander: Diamond Jozu

Just Goes With It

Responsible

*long suffering sigh*

likes to play with Kotatsu by making him chase light reflections from his diamonds

regularly plays chess with Marco

4th Commander: Thatch

Dramatic™

it’s all fun and good until someone starts crying

“i have never done anything wrong ever in my entire life”

gives the best hugs

vaguely terrifying when truly enraged

5th Commander: Flower Vista

always smells pleasantly like flowers

owns a whole cabinet of top hats bc he loses them so frequently

will offer you a tissue and then proceeds to pull out a never-ending string of colourful handkerchiefs out of his sleeve

tends to a small garden of flowers

someone once accidentally stepped on his prized rosebush and he nearly burst into tears

6th Commander: Blamenco

chaotic neutral

stashes everyone’s hidden snacks in his pockets in exchange for a portion of said snack

equal amounts respected as feared amongst the crew

all the stories of his life experiences sound like a bad acid trip

but then again it’s Blamenco so it’s better to not question it

7th Commander: Rakuyo

surprisingly clumsy

feeds his weapon table scraps

sleeps with a nightcap

will write “I Told You So” on your tombstone

cries easily at Ballads

8th Commander: Namur

“what do you mean Ace is overboard again??”

Tired Of Your Bullshit

loves the ocean but always worries how deadly it can be to his family

Sarcastic to the point he accidentally sassed himself

has the shiniest teeth

9th Commander: Blenheim

Grumpy Old Man

actually v soft

probably speaks with an irish accent

“STOP BLOWING HOLES INTO MY SHIP!”

low-key worried about everyone smaller than him

10th Commander: Curiel

a bit trigger-happy

“have you ever fired a cannon?” - “no?” - “wELL WOULD YOU LIKE TO”

Public Enemy Nr.1 in the eyes of the shipwrights

always a notebook in hand in case he gets new ideas for inventions

known to barricade himself in his workshop only to emerge three days later to eat one slice of toast and then promptly passing out at the table

11th Commander: Kingdew

cuts his own hair and Izo weeps silently

doesn’t like it when friends fight

a stressbaker

*punches a guy straight into next sunday* “remember kids, violence is never the answer”

your personal hype man

12th Commander: Haruta

Local Gremlin

probably swipes at everyone’s ankles

regularly teams up with Thatch and Ace for pranks

surprisingly noble and prince-ly attitude

will fight you to the Death for the last cookie

13th Commander: Atmos

only communicates in grunts

befriends so many birds bc he keeps feeding them

loves mini-sandwiches

apologises profusely whenever he accidentally squishes something

“Atmos SMASH”

14th Commander: Speed Jiru

never speaks in contractions

teaches his comrades who weren’t able to have an education

*milt kahl head swaggle*

meticulously polishes his weapons

“maybe tis because thee art a, how doest Ace sayeth, a Major Bitch”

15th Commander: Fossa

chainsmoker

“i’ve got your four basic food groups – beans, bacon, whiskey and lard!”

when asked about his scar he always tells a different story

always smells like smoke and metal

once when he was taking a nap, someone jokingly put a cigar in his mouth and to everyones horror he ate it

16th Commander: Izo

Dramatique™

Flawless Boss Ass Bitch

has many talents, crew suspects he is an Omniscient Being

wanna get your ass beat swiftly? mess with his makeup or fabrics

Absolute Nightmare When Angery

[my-muses-in-op]

Thatch: "I had no idea that I was fruity until I joined this family."

Izo: "We are a fruity family, so you being fruity too isn't a big surprise."

Ace: "What does fruity means?"

Marco: "You'll find out soon enough, yoi."

Ace: "Why not tell me?"

Haruta: "It means they like fruit a lot."

Ace: "Oh ... Guess that makes me fruity too."

Deuce: "What is wrong with this family?"

[my-muses-in-op]

It's you

Marco had his afternoon coffee on the galley, enjoying a piece of apple pie with whipped creme. It was a calm, but chilly day, which brought most of the crew indoors, enjoying the warm sweets from the kitchen. There was a buzz of life in the galley, which made Marco smile lightly. His family seemed to be happy and that made him happy. His eyes wandered over the galley, but stopped at the main entrance, where the most gorgeous man on the ship just had entered.

Today he wore a dark purple kinomo with a deep blue indument. It suited him perfectly and Marco had to fight to not blush, when the brown hues landed on him. Izo was the most beautiful man on the ship and Marco hadn't met any man who could even compete with Izo's beauty. Not that he'd told him, Marco kept his feelings closed at heart. However, he was sure Izo knew that he was beautiful and that people saw him as that.

Looking as neautral and calm as usual, Marco sipped on his coffee, holding Izo's gaze. Inside his heart was racing and he felt how the blood fought to get to his cheek and dust them red, but he had a god control over his body and will. He wasn't going to blush in front of everyone, just because Izo was looking quite intensely at him. Izo seemed to glide over the floor, as he went to get a late with pie and a cup of tea, before he sat across Marco, a small smile dancing at the corner of his lips. Today wasn't any different, only that Izo wore a new kinomo, looking stunning as usual. His lips was still painted red, making them look inviting for a kiss.

"You shouldn't really drink coffee this late." Izo commented, knowing very well that Marco did as he pleased, even if it cost him a few hours sleep. However, it never hurt to show a little concern and that you cared.

"I'll only have this cup, yoi." Marco hummed. He always had on cup of coffee in the afternoon, well ever since he came to like the bitter taste of the coffee. Losing sleep wasn't a problem, he had gotten used to the caffeine by now anyway. He did, however, appreciate the concern and it made his heart flutter lightly.

Izo smiled, sipping from his cup. "Maybe I should introduce you to some tea. Does tomorrow afternoon suit you?" His brown hues locked with the blue hus of Marco and the phoenix had to admit it got harder to hide the blush that threatened to emerge.

"It does, yoi."

"Good. At 3.30 pm in my room." Izo smiled.

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Marco was a little nervous, even though he'd been in Izo's room so many times and even spent time alone with the man countless times. However, lately it was harder and harder to ignore what he felt towards the man and it made him a mess. He didn't want to risk ruining their friendship and relation they already had. When it came down to it, he didn't even know what kind of person Izo liked or was attracted to. That wasn't something they talked about.

Gazing at the watch in his room, he let out a deep sigh. It was time to leave so he wouldn't be late for his afternoon tea with Izo. He knew his brother valued punctuality and proper manners and it was actually a little odd, when thinking about who he'd followed before joining the Whitebeard Pirates. Or maybe it was because of Oden, Izo was so proper and well mannered. To honor him in some way. Marco should ask, but they rarely really talked about the past.

"You are right on time." Izo smiled, as he opened the door, letting Marco in. His room was neat and nothing was out of place. Everything had its place. In the middle of the room - which somehow looked bigger than it was - was a small table with cushions around it. Marco took a seat on the soft cushions, Izo across from him.

"We both like to come right on time, yoi." Marco didn't like people dragging out time and coming late. It could mess up his whole day, which often was unpredictable. Studying and practicing to be the ship's doctor led to a day filled with surprises. It made him value the predictable and controllable.

A chuckle left Izo, as he poured some tea into the two cups. "This is green tea, mixed with dry Szechuan Button. I hope it's to your liking." There was a glint in Izo's eyes that Marco couldn't really put a word to, but it did make his throat slightly dry.

"I didn't know you could mix flowers into your tea, yoi." Marco took the cup, Izo was handing him. He'd just read that there were herbs, flowers and other growing things that could be used as medicine, but he hadn't known you could use it in drinks too.

Smiling, Izo took his cup. "Nature has a lot of forgotten treasure that we can use." His tone was different, a hint of curiosity and amusement in it, but else Marco couldn't define what tone his brother used. It wasn't one he'd used before, at least not often enough with Marco present.

Cautious Marco sipped the tea, making sure not to burn his mouth and was pleasantly surprised with the smoothness of the tea. The scent was pleasant and the taste of grass filled his mouth. Afterwards there was a tingling sensation lingering, which spread to his entire body, but only for a brief moment. Slightly surprised, he looked at Izo, who was looking intensely at him again.

"How was it?" Izo didn't let his gaze waver, holding Marco's surprised gaze.

"... Different, but ... nice, yoi." Marco didn't really know how to explain it, but he had enjoy the first sip and wouldn't mind having more than one cup. Even if the tingling made him feel ... a little ... odd.

Chuckling, Izo drank some too, humming pleasedly. It had been a gamble to serve this tea for Marco, who enjoyed bitterness with his sweets, but green tea had a hint of bitterness to it and suited well for a coffee drinker.

Closing his eyes, Marco took another sip, letting his senses fully explore the sensation. This time the tingling lingered even more and he knew for sure that there had to be something in the tea that made him feel like this. It was pleasant enough, though also a little uneasy, as the tingling pushed to the walls he'd put up around his feelings.

"I've always wanted to do this, you know? Having a cup of tea in an intimate setting." Izo's voice made Marco open his eyes, though the man wasn't across him any longer, but instead next to him.

"Always, yoi?" Marco eyed him and had to swallow hard at the gleaming eyes of Izo. They were so intense, so beautiful and the way he looked at Marco now, made the phoenix wanting to break his feelings towards Izo free and act upon them.

Izo was really, really close to Marco, so close that his thigh was touching Marco's, their breath mingling, as they looked into each other's eyes. "Yes. Because, it's you."

Marco had no idea what that meant and still it made his blood rush faster and made him feel hot. Could it mean that ... no it wasn't possible ... or was it?

"Tell me, Marco. Do you feel it too? The heat?" Izo smirked, enjoying seeing Marco flustered, though the phoenix would never admit he was flustered. He probably thought he for sure was able to keep the blushing at bay and he'd succeeded pretty well, until the day before, where Izo had caught the hint of red on Marco's cheek, when he watched him come to the table where the phoenix was seated.

Blinking, Marco brought his thoughts back from a place he didn't think he should be right now. "If you refer to the tingling sensation, then yes. What is it, yoi?" Marco tried to keep his composure, though he wasn't sure how well he'd pulled it off. After all, Izo knew him very well by now.

"It's the Szechuan Button. Do you like it or do you prefer someone else giving you that feeling?" Izo's tone was teasing, but also slightly serious. Marco couldn't tell if he was asking seriously or not.

"..." Marco didn't know what to say at first. How did one respond to that?

"If you ask me, I would prefer a man giving me that feeling, though I wouldn't mind him starting out with the Szechuan Button in tea." Izo said after a few moments of silence.

It was the first time Izo had ever indicated if he liked men or women or both. Marco bit his lip lightly, hope filling his chest. If Izo liked men that way, then maybe, just maybe, Marco could win over his heart, right?

"Someone special in mind already, yoi?" Marco tried to sound as casual as possible, while his mind and heart raced with thoughts and feelings.

A low chuckle left Izo. "It's you."

Before Marco could even fathom what Izo had answered, soft lips were pressed against his. Without really missing a beat, Marco closed his eyes and leaned into the kiss, trying hard to just enjoy the moment. This was what he'd dreamed of for a long time.

[my-muses-in-op]

Izo: Why are you on the floor?

Thatch: I'm depressed.

Thatch: Also I was stabbed, can you get Marco, please.

[my-muses-in-op]

*Haruta and Thatch sitting in jail together*

Thatch: So who should we call?

Haruta: I’d call Izo, but I feel safer in jail

[my-muses-in-op]

Happy Birthday, Gorgeous commander

Come and join me in wishing this gorgeous commander a happy birthday. Izo deserves some attention.

Also, here's a challenge for you. Can you fluster him?

[my-muses-in-op]

Psst. Tomorrow it's Izo's birthday. Jump into my inbox and wish him a happy one. Or tease him, XD

[my-muses-in-op]

Thatch: "Someone told me that Ace had to be the hottest person on the Moby Dick and I was like..."

Thatch: "You clearly haven't seen Izo when he's teaching someone a lesson about acceptance. No one can be as angry and graceful at the same time, when they beat the shit out of someone, who dares to mock him for the way he looks."

Thatch: I mean, it's literally making you the hotteste person in the world, because you take no BS from anyone and still keeps your grace."

[my-muses-in-op]

Thatch: Izo and I are having a baby.

Haruta: That's gre-

Thatch, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.

[my-muses-in-op]

Name: Kanrya Zura Age: 26 Do you like to cuddle?: Yes Can we make-out?: Yes A night in or dinner out?: Definitely fun Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Surprise me? What makes you a good Valentine?: I'll try to surprise you too with things you enjoy. Would you cook for me?: I would try. Would you let me cook for you?: of course either Thatch or Izo or both

Valentine's application

- Still accepting until February 14th

@ryathenaughtykitsune

Thatch read the 'application' from Rya, a chuckle leaving his lips. It was the first one he'd picked up and he wasn't surprised by the answers.

"I think she misunderstood the last two questions." Izo's deep voice sounded in Thatch's ear, the sixteenth division commander reading the application too, standing slightly behind the cook.

"Nah I think she switched them, but her trying to cok for either us sounds like it could end in a disater, hmm?" Thatch mused, as he placed the application into the let's give it a try' box.

A chuckle left Izo. "She's definitely interesting enough to give it a try."

[my-muses-in-op]

Bonding

Marco stood in the doorway to Izo's room, watching the other brush his long silky black hair. It was rare the phoenix saw Izo with his hair down and he was surprised by how long it really was. Sure, he'd known it was long, but still, it was longer than he thought. No wonder Izo took so good care of his hair.

A deep chuckle left Izo's lips, as he watched Marco through the mirror. "In or out?" He spoke, as he reached for a band to put his hair up. His eyes never left Marco, watching his every move and expression.

Smiling sheepishly, Marco entered the room, closing the door, as Izo asked him to. The cross dresser wasn't keen on everyone seeing his routine in the morning or after a shower. Only few selcted people were allowed to see him like this, Marco being one of them.

Sitting on the bed, Marco just watched as Izo styled his hair into his usual hairdo. There was something pure and intimate about this, a sacred shared moment between brothers. Marco actually enjoyed these moments, where he had no duties, where not obligated to entertain each other or needed to take care of someone. Mostly he loved watching his brother taking care of himself.

Smiling lightly, Izo rose from his chair and looked at Marco. "Sit." He pointed at the chair. With brow raised and a cnfused look on his face, Marco did as ordered. He wondered what Izo was up to. It wasn't time for a haircut - he'd gotten one a few days prior - so what was Izo up to?

Without any explanation, Izo picked up his brush and started to go through Marco's hair. Closing his eyes, Marco let Izo do what he wanted. After all, it was their special time and form of bonding and Marco trusted Izo.

[my-muses-in-op]

First birthday on the Moby Dick

Ann couldn't believe that Ace had accedentially splurted out when it was their birthday. Neither of them really celebrated it, had never really thought that there was a reason to celebrate their birthday, since neither her nor Ace really believed that they were worth being celebrated. They were still trying to figure out if it was good that they were born in the first place.

To be fair, Ace hadn't really had any chance to avoid the question, as Thatch and Izo had played an unfair game of 'Answer with the first thing coming to your mind'. They had in turns asked him some random and very unpersonal questions at first, but it was now clear that they had wanted to know when their birthday was.

"Do you really think they have planned something?" Ace gazed at Ann, as the party to celebrate New Year was going on, the clock striking midnight coming closer and closer. It didn't seem like the pirates had anything planned, but you could never be too sure.

Ann shrugged and grabbed another bottle of soda. She did not want to be drunk around this crew, yet she wished to be drunk to foret the next day even existed. A mixed feeling that was making her really moody and annoyed, even when there was so much happiness and goofiness around them.

"From what I can tell, Thatch just loves to celebrate people and have an excuse to bake a cake." Ann let her eyes wander to the cook, who was laughing and joking around with some other members of this big family. Ann still found the concept overwhelming and wasn't sure if she had made the right decision to stay. Then again, she wouldn't leave Ace's side, he was all she had, besides Luffy. Ace had always been there at her side, always protected her, always made her feel better and she would always do the same to him.

"Maybe he made us a small cake?" Ace mused, looking at the cook too. "I wonder if Izo have made or done something. He seems like the sneaky kind of guy? Maybe they told Oyaji? Do you think they would care enough to even remember that at the stroke of midnight, our birthday starts?" He spoke softly, as he didn't want anyone to hear him, in case Izo and Thatchhadn't told everyone that it was their birthday soon.

Ann gave anther shrug. She didn't know them well enough to even guess what they planned to do with certain information. She'd been careful enough to not slip too much of personal information to them, just in case they would turn their back on her and use it against her, if they ever found out who their father was. You could never be too cautious. Her gaze found Deuce, the only ther person on this ship, knowing who their father was. So far he had proven to be a loyal friend, as he hadn't told anyone about it.

Time passed fast and soon the crew were scrambling to get more alcohol or something to drink, so they could cheer with each other, when the new year began. Ann grabbed a bottle of rum and poured half of it into a mug and handed Ace the bottle. Sharing some rum with Ace was making sure she didn't get too drunk.

"10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 HAPPY NEW YEAR." The crew yelled at the top of their lungs, before their eyes went to the twins. "AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ACE AND ANN."

Ace almost choked on his drink, while Ann barely lifted an eyebrow. She should have known that it wouldnt stay a secret. Both Thatch and Izo smiled fondly and brotherly at them and while Ace grinned shyly back, Ann chunked down the rum. Screw it, she would get drunk anyway. She did not want to deal with this celebration while being somewhat sober.

"Geez ... uhm ... thanks?" Ace was a little uncertain how to react, as this was new to him, to them both. He gazed at Ann, who gave another shrug, as to say she didn't know what to say either or how to react. It wasn't like she had paid attention to how other reacted on their birthdays or celebrations. Birthdays was just another day, only that you have lived/survived anohter year.

"Come on, don't be shy. It's your birthday." Thatch grinned and pulled Ace into a sideway hug.

Izo gave Ann a pat on the shoulder, have long ago picked up she wasn't much for physical contact, unless it was from Ace or happened through fight or spare. "Enjoy the pampering on your day, sis." He spoke softly.

"Uhm ... I will try ... thanks." She gazed unsure at Izo, not sure how she should enjoy the day she killed her mother, by being born. Giving Ace a short gaze, seeing the insecurioty in his eyes too, she accepted the bottle of beer from a brother. "Anyway, let the celebration continue." She said a little more confident than she felt with all the attention on her and her brother.

"KANPAI." The crew cheered, before continuing singing - a birthday song at first - and partying. A lot came to wish them a personal happy birthday, but Marco shooed them away after a while, telling them that they had enough well wishes for now and should be enjoying the party, not spending the rest of it saying thanks.

Thatch brought them a small cake each - to their surprise with their favorite flavor too. They thanked him and sat down, until Whitebeard came, to give each of them a gift. He'd been holding onto them all night and now was time to give it to them.

Both twins blinked, not sure what to do. It was the first time they got a gift on their birthday - Garp had never bothered bringing anything and they never told Luffy or Makino when it was their birthday, even Dadan hadn't told them it.

Ace opened his first and saw it was a cleaninng and sharpening kit for his dagger. Ann got a new pair of boots, her own being really worn down at this point and she was surprised how he'd noticed this. It had been her intention to buy new ones soon.

"Thanks." They both whispered, unable to know what to feel. It wwas their very first birthday gift and while it was practical gifts, it was so much more to them and they had no clue what to do with their feelings.

"You're welcome. Now enjoy the night, kids." Whitebeard spoke and left them.

Ann and Ace gazed at each other, knowing exactly what the other felt and thought. Was this a sign that someone really cared about them being born?

"I can distract our family long enough to make you sneak into your rooms and call it a night, yoi." Marco suggested, picking up that both were overwhelmed. He made a mental note to find out why and help them with this. It was a tad unsettling to see young adults so confused and oerwhelmed by something so natural as celebrating their birthday.

Both Ann and Ace nodded and thanks to Marco, they slipped away unnoticed. They were just too tired, confused and overwhelmed to cntinue any celebration. However, this day would one day be a very treasured memory of Ann, as this was the first time she felt like being born might not have been a sin.

[my-muses-in-op]

Izo: When someone points at your black clothes and asks whose funeral it is, having a look around the room and saying 'Haven’t decided yet' is typically a good response.