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[augustyearroundprod]

It’s the end of Darling’s world, and she knows it. Actually, her world died three years ago. Darling is a survivor. But when Darling hears the call of another lonely girl over her radio, Darling has a choice. She can die in the bunker she calls home or find what she craves most — a true friend. 

Written By: Katie Rose Rogers Narrated By: Katie McGrath

Well well well the dream team is back, and magic was once again made! I don’t think I’ll ever have enough wonderful things to say about the Katies! But I shall continue to try. @katierosietoesrogers is a creative savant, a writing powerhouse, and a dream of a human being! You can count me forever as her biggest fan! And Katie McGrath, who has so healthily escaped social media… I mean what a truly remarkable actress! Everything she touches is elevated. And once again, she breathes such life into this story! I’m honored these two continue to come of this journey with us!

I can’t wait for you all to listen to HOW TO SURVIVE THE APOCALYPSE!!

[etawardana]

Distinctive Features to Describe a Character

hairstyle

scars or tattoos

makeup

clothing

voice/accent

posture

scent

gestures (nonverbal cues)

Source: Katie and Abbie Emmons in their YouTube video, How to Write Character Descriptions Like a Pro.

[chenziee]

Young Love

Written as a part of the free Calendar Project by @newscoozines! There are three printable calendars (2 gen ones and 1 shipping) -- this story is for January in the shipping calendar!

Check the project out to see, among many others, the georgeous art done by Florakitz to go with this piece 🤍

Get all the links here, or go directly to each calendar: Ship || Gen 1 || Gen 2

[ READ ON AO3 | KO-FI ]

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When the Straw Hats had left the Flower Capital, Jinbe had thought that was the end of the celebrations and festivities. After all, they headed to the snowy Ringo—just so that Zoro could pay his respect to the late samurai Ryuma for… whatever reason. Jinbe didn’t quite understand the ‘because I fought him�� part.

He had thought the festival over… but he soon learned to not underestimate his new crew’s thirst for partying.

As he walked around the festival, snow crunching under his feet, Jinbe took in all that the festival and its many stalls had to offer; for the most part, it was much similar to the festival in the Capital—same games, same drinks, same food… except there was no shaved ice and no fish scooping, replaced instead by bowls of steaming hot ramen and snowball fights.

The mood, however… that was exactly the same. Laughter and music were dancing in the air wherever Jinbe went, happiness almost tangible as people celebrated their new-found freedom. And, just like in the Capital, the Straw Hats were right at the heart of it all.

It almost felt ridiculous, to be honest. Jinbe wasn’t used to this sort of thing. Wasn’t used to people joyfully celebrating with pirates—celebrating pirates.

But that was precisely why he had decided to join this particular crew, wasn’t it?

A wide smile spread on Jinbe’s lips at the thought; he really was glad he had decided to take this step and accept Luffy’s invitation.

“Dango!!”

Speak of the devil…

Jinbe chuckled at Luffy’s unmistakable shout, one full of excitement and hunger for food. And sure enough, when the fishman looked up, the young man himself was already bouncing towards a dango stall, demanding ten sticks before he even made it close enough for the cook to see him.

Jinbe was about to call out to his captain but then Luffy stopped abruptly before he turned on his heel and called, “Torao! How many do you want?”

“Just one’s good,” came a tired response from somewhere around the corner—the direction that Luffy had burst in from just a moment earlier.

Huh… Was Luffy spending time with Trafalgar Law? Earlier, it had seemed like Law didn’t want anything to do with the Straw Hats now that the alliance was over—Jinbe didn’t even know he came to Ringo as well—but now they’re walking around the festival together?

Maybe Jinbe shouldn’t be too surprised; Luffy did have that effect on people. After all, Jinbe himself was no exception.

Chuckling at the way Luffy immediately bit into the sweet, multicoloured dumplings handed to him—all four at once—Jinbe finally stepped forward.

“Luffy!”

Luffy paused, tilting his head back… before his face split in a wide grin. “Oh! Hi, Jinbe!” he greeted, speaking around the food in his mouth. “Did you see the snowmen back at the giant bell thing?”

“Not yet.” Jinbe shook his head. “I was watching Brook’s stage with Robin and Franky.”

“You should go, it’s super fun!”

“Not anymore,” a new voice interrupted. “Not after someone destroyed more than half of the statues.”

Immediately, a pout appeared on Luffy’s face as he turned to glare at Trafalgar Law. “It was an accident!!”

“Sure. If you consider ploughing through a bunch of statues while trying to carry a huge snowball an accident,” Law noted with a smirk as he accepted a dango stick Lufffy had offered to him.

“It wouldn’t have happened if you’d agreed to help!”

As Luffy’s pout only grew and Law’s smirk widened, Jinbe couldn’t help the easy laughter that bubbled out of his chest. If he didn’t know who Trafalgar Law was, he would think he was a part of Luffy’s crew. The way they were talking and interacting with each other, no one would think they were two rivals in a race to rule the sea and stand at the pinnacle of the world.

“Jinbe~,” Luffy whined, turning to his helmsman for support.

With an amused huff, Jinbe finally interjected. “Sounds like an accident to me alright.”

Law clicked his tongue, shooting the fishman a look. “Nami-ya’s right, you are coddling him.”

As Luffy stuck his tongue out at his companion, prompting Law to ruffle his hair in a teasing manner—yet another action that would have caught Jinbe by surprise just days ago—, Jinbe shook his head. Somehow, he felt like he was intruding.

With a final chuckle, Jinbe stepped away, waving the two of them goodbye before excusing himself.

They’d become such great friends over the course of this alliance; they should be allowed to get some time to spend together before the crews parted ways!

—————

Over the course of the night, Jinbe was happy to spend some down time with the Straw Hats, getting to know their habits and personalities better. He didn’t get much opportunity to do so during the festival in the Flower Capital since that was a much larger happening, not to mention they all ran off before the chefs at the Shogun castle even finished their work. To be fair, they had asked Jinbe to leave with them, but the fishman simply felt too bad for the hardworking cooks who took so much time to prepare the elaborate feast.

Here in Ringo, however, no such obligations were a problem. No one even knew them here—no one aside from a large, beautiful flame fox who had tried to pick a fight with Zoro for some reason and acting like the two knew each other well, much to Zoro’s own confusion. Which wasn’t to say that stopped the swordsman from rising up the challenge, of course.

At least before Nami stopped them while yelling something about property damage, debts, and interests.

Jinbe decided he didn’t want to know anything about that.

He met Usopp at the shooting games at one point, the sniper causing nothing but despair for the poor vendor there. He saw him again a little while later, standing proudly on an impromptu stage surrounded by a small crowd as he retold the heroic events of the raid and subsequent battle of Onigashima. With a few… tweaks to the story, one could say.

Chopper, of course, was busy running from one stall selling sweets to another, often accompanied by someone else from the crew—be it Robin, Nami, Usopp, Luffy, or even Yamato.

Sanji, as far as Jinbe could tell, spent the whole time taste-testing all the food he could get his hands on, soliciting recipes from people… when not too busy chasing after women. Or swooning over Nami and Robin in their kimonos and haoris. Or fighting with Zoro.

All in all, there was a lot of energy.

Jinbe still had a long way to go to be able to keep up with them!

Most surprisingly, however… Whenever Jinbe saw Luffy, Trafalgar Law was never far behind—and the other way around. Even when Jinbe saw Law walking around the festival with his crew, or saw Luffy laughing and playing with Usopp and Yamato, the other was always close. Almost as if they were scared to let each other out of their sight.

Jinbe couldn’t figure them out; Law always claimed they weren’t friends while Luffy kept declaring Law his crewmate. They bickered a lot, Law often threatened to cut one or more of Luffy’s body parts while Luffy bothered him endlessly… yet the man never followed through, instead indulging Luffy in everything he decided would be fun. It was a strange dynamic to be sure.

And somehow, it only kept getting stranger.

It was about three hours after the crew had joined the festival when Jinbe, a red bean taiyaki in one hand and a sake cup in the other, headed for the outskirts of the happenings to enjoy the event away from the crowds. It had started snowing heavily not long ago so most of the sheltered seating areas were already occupied, but Jinbe didn’t mind. He walked a little further away, up a small hill where a few trees stood, providing shelter of their own; surprisingly, he didn’t see any people up there, even though he was sure the view was very nice from up there.

As he trudged through the snow and came closer to the summit, however, he started hearing familiar voices.

“I don’t understand how you can still have so much energy,” one of them muttered tiredly.

A quiet snicker followed. “You’re just old, Torao.”

“I’m literally twenty-six,” Law deadpanned, and Jinbe could just hear the eyeroll.

“I mean your brain. Or your people energy. Or whatever. You just get tired way too quickly around people, like a hissy cat,” Luffy said, his voice shaking with laughter, completely unapologetic.

Law clicked his tongue. “Well, excuse me for liking my peace and quiet. Which I never fucking get with you around.”

“You love it,” Luffy teased.

“Fuck you.”

“No thanks,” Luffy shot back with another happy laugh accompanying his words.

“You’re impossible,” Law groaned… but his tone sounded light, almost as if he was holding back a chuckle himself.

Just hearing the exchange, Jinbe wasn’t sure if he should be interrupting them; their conversation felt… strangely intimate. Jinbe took another hesitant step forward and finally, the two of them came into view—immediately making Jinbe freeze in place.

They were sitting on the ground under the tallest tree, which in itself wouldn’t be strange, it was what Jinbe was expecting… Except they weren’t just casually enjoying the view of the festival like Jinbe thought and was planning to do himself.

No; instead, Luffy was sitting in Law’s lap, his arms thrown over the taller man’s shoulders while one of Law’s hands rested casually on Luffy’s thighs, his thumb rubbing slow circles into the fabric of Luffy’s kimono. His other hand was brushing back Luffy’s hair, hair which was covered in so much snow that he almost looked like his awakened form. Soon, Law was stroking Luffy’s cheek, guiding him closer… until their lips connected.

Jinbe felt a blush rising to his face.

Yeah, he definitely shouldn’t be here.

As he slowly turned away and started going back the way he came as quietly as he could, he thought back to two years ago, to the time when Law appeared in the middle of Marineford, risking his own and his crew’s lives to get Luffy to safety for seemingly no reason. 

He thought back to the two weeks they had spent in the confines of Law’s sub, the surgeon spending every waking moment with Luffy, making sure his vitals were stable and he wasn’t in danger. Back then, Jinbe assumed it was simply doctor’s pride that didn’t allow Law to stop looking after his critically injured patient. He believed Law when he said he had decided to save Luffy’s life on a whim. He concluded there was nothing really to it other than Law finding Luffy interesting after their encounter on Sabaody.

And when Luffy looked almost panicked when he realised Law and his crew were gone after he and Jinbe returned to the shore after Luffy’s rampage on Amazon Lily, Jinbe attributed it to him being grateful for their help and wanting to thank them.

But now…

Now Jinbe saw a much different picture.

A picture that made a little bit too much sense in retrospect, and Jinbe couldn’t figure out how he hadn’t seen it sooner.

After all, the way Law had  been looking at Luffy this whole time, the way Luffy always asked about Law’s whereabouts whenever he didn’t see him around for more than ten minutes, the way Luffy was always touching Law in some way—and Law letting him…

It was all so painfully obvious now.

A smile pulled on Jinbe’s lips when Luffy’s snicker reached his ears; he wasn’t sure how long this was going to last—they were all pirates, after all—but seeing how happy they both were… Jinbe decided to support them for as long as they wanted it to last.

Young love and all that.

[ds-sparrow-manufacturing-co]

everything we know about host!vic’s childhood

(a sisyphean attempt to figure out what the fuck their backstory is)

will this make complete sense? no! absolutely not! and it’ll probably change in two weeks time! but i have thoughts and i am announcing them via megaphone

also for ease i’m referring to them as ‘the host’ rather than ‘host!vic’ for the remainder of this post

the host’s birth family

we know the host was at one point raised by both their parents. were they together? god knows. at some point, their father abandons them/the family and moves to miami, leaving the host and their twin sister katie behind. it’s likely this happens when the host is 7 or younger, as they spend a large amount of time with their grandfather and nana from that age onwards.

when the host is 12, they’re still living with their mother and katie, who doesn’t come to their birthday party, implying that at this time either their father hasn’t left yet or, my belief, that their grandfather and nana are taking partial custody of the twins (well, it’s probably more that their mother is kinda just leaving them there for days at a time)

on the topic of the grandparents: we know the host had a grandfather (bill) who was married to their biological grandmother, who died before the host was born. bill then marries nana. the host also mentions their grandmother on their other side, who apparently takes a lot of cruises.

based on all of this, i believe bill & nana are the host’s maternal grandparents, and their unnamed grandmother is their paternal grandmother. this would suggest that they still had some contact with their father’s side of the family after he abandoned them, although considering she’s always on a cruise she may be avoiding the host and/or their family.

at some point after the host’s 12th birthday, their mother abandons(?) them and katie, and the two live with bill and nana for an undetermined amount of time. somewhat soon after this - when the twins are still young enough not to be safe home alone for too long - nana abandons them for four days, leading to bill divorcing her.

after this… we don’t know a ton. katie and the host grow apart, and as katie mentions their father abandoning them but not their mother it’s likely that she reconnected with their mother at some point. at some point so does the host, although they clearly still have a very strained relationship with their mother considering she refused to come to their birthday.

at some point, bill dies and his entire inheritance goes to nana. this isn’t super important to the timeline but depending on when this happens, it might explain their obsession with money as a power symbol. also the hayes steele thing. in my mind those two are connected but that’s up for interpretation.

as the host is apparently set to be the sole person organising nana’s funeral, it’s likely this was true for bill’s as well. we don’t know how old they were when bill died, but given katie’s absence from the funeral planning it could be assumed that she’s living with their mother at this point while the host is/was living with bill?

so, in summary, my best attempt to figure out the timeline is as follows: the host’s parents split up when the host and katie are around 7, and the two are left in the care of their mother, who regularly leaves them with their grandfather and nana. the host and katie grow apart, and around the age of 12 their mother leaves for a long period. during this time, nana leaves the two home alone for four days, leading to her divorce from the twins’ grandfather. their mother returns, and katie goes to live with her, while the host stays with their grandfather (who may be the only healthy adult in this whole family).

bonus thoughts:

if you subscribe to the idea that the host and the bianca were childhood friends (which i do), they presumably met after the host’s 12th birthday considering she didn’t attend it. this… doesn’t really make the david situation any less fucked up

it’s obvious katie was the golden child, and based on her having been a popular girl and the ‘nerd alert’ thing from nana it’s pretty easy to guess that nana encouraged the two fighting/katie bullying the host (something that their father also seemed to encourage, if we take the sippy cup story from augbert as fact)

[evviejo]

one day i will be normal about arcane, but this is not this day

[cheolism-archive]

Hello! Hope you’re doing well heheh what are your thoughts on seungkwan cumplay? him pushing his cum back into you multiple times after cumming inside you and also like making you keep it in as you walk around the house? making you keep your underwear on and loving when he sees it drip down your leg!!

nsfw warning | minors do not interact |

i've never given cumplay much thought before but:

seungkwan can't help but be possessive. he's at the bottom of the pecking order in a group of 13 while also being the younger brother to two sisters. possessiveness ran in his blood as deeply as his kindheartedness. but with you he can't help it, can't help but be possessive. it's horrible, he can't help but think, how he watches chan make you giggle and he can feel his heart clench and twitch with anger. it's horrible, he thinks, and then --

you and your cunt continue to twitch as seungkwan pulls his cock out. you're shivering, hands twitching. seungkwan slides one of his hands into one of yours, admiring how his long fingers look compared to yours. you squeeze his hand and he turns his attention back to your cunt.

his cum leaks from your cunt. it's a perfect picture, staining the insides of your perfect thighs. seungkwan moves his long, slender fingers to between your cunt. you can feel his fingers brush along your pussy as he gingerly shoves his spunk back in.

"should go around with my cum between your thighs," he murmured, somewhat unaware of what he was saying. he hooked his thumb into your cunt, covering it in your juices and his spunk. seungkwan then moved his thumb to your clit, watching as his drenched thumb spread more and more of his cum along your clit and cunt.

you moaned and more of his cum came from your cunt. seungkwan took what was spilled and spread it over your thighs, eyes wide. if he kept his cum on you like this, kept it smeared across your thighs then it would show the others. it would show everyone. show everyone that he wasn't going to share you, that you were his.

he would love it. love for you to go to work with his cum stuffing your cunt, leaking through your underwear. would they be able to smell it -- be able to smell him on you? and it would leak, surely, leak down your thighs and knees. everyone would see it, too, would see how you were his.

he glanced up your body. your eyes were fluttering. he shifted his hand out of yours, the movement causing you to open your eyes again. seungkwan shifted up your body. you had his cum on your thighs and cunt, yes, but what about the rest of you? what about your beautiful mouth that he caught himself staring at far too often, what about your lovely fingers that struggled to wrap around his cock, what about his cum in your belly, owning you from the inside out?

[samthecookielord]

Taco has mic for support but what about toilet????????guy has no one???? He wasn't even at the concert :[ hello??????? Get these sad british weirdos in a room and talking about their shared grief for mepad

[sparkysparklightning]

hey y'all remember this? and this? (aka the 'tratie instead of percabeth' HoO fix-it au I had thought up and posted abt?)

well I actually went and wrote the au! took me more than a year to plan at least a decent amount out (enough to actually publish the fic confidently), but here we are! mind you, tratie isn't the only major change from canon in this fic, this au is an excuse for me to try to rectify some big points of dissent in the canon HoO series, and I hope I will do it justice.

fr though this has been hanging around in my drafts, mocking me, until finally I decided to start 2024 off right

so at last, presenting to you guys: my heroes of olympus rewrite-fix-it-au!!

[wewontbesleeping]

thinking about the female singer songwriters of the 2000s rn. like liz phair, sara bareilles, ingrid michaelson, colbie caillat, natasha bedingfield, michelle branch... would love if ts12 called back to that sound a little bit.

[tundrakatiebean]

I am so on my love each other soap box today. I’m going to be insufferable for weeks.

[icezansky]

give me your longfic icemav recs 🔫

[chenziee]

Consequences (of words spoken thoughtlessly)

Witten for the Surgeon of Death - A Trafalgar Law Zine!

I've had this idea in my head for like 5 years or something before I finally got the incentive to finally write it xD I hope you enjoy reading~ 🤍

After sales are live so you can still get your zine rigth here!

[ READ ON AO3 | KO-FI ]

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Law didn’t expect to come out of Dressrosa alive. No matter how many miracles the Straw Hat Pirates had worked over the years, Law knew that going against Doflamingo was nothing short of a suicide mission.

Don’t get him wrong, it wasn’t that he wanted to die. But there honestly aren’t many roads to take when your arm gets cut off and your whole vision is filled with pink feathers and the gold-plated barrel of a gun aimed straight at your face.

In that moment, Law had accepted death.

He wasn’t going to go without a fight but he didn’t particularly mind getting killed if he could piss Doflamingo off while at it. If his plan didn’t work, so be it. He was sure Straw Hat would finish the job even without Law’s help—and if he didn’t, well…

Then they would both be dead regardless.

And so, when he told Cavendish and Nico Robin to leave him behind on the Flower Hill below the Royal Palace to await their victory—or demise—, he thought nothing of it.

In retrospect, however, his half-delirious words may have been the gravest mistake of his entire life.

“Here you go, Torao.”

Law blinked, looking away from where he was changing the bandages on his thigh to instead stare blankly at the steaming cup of tea that was now sitting on the table next to him—placed there by a hand that immediately scattered into flower petals and disappeared.

"I didn't ask for tea," Law said slowly, a frown on his face that only deepened when he raised his eyes to look at Nico Robin. 

The woman was gazing back at him with an expression so soft and understanding that Law felt like he was five again, crying to his mother about his Stealth Black figure's broken arm. But Law wasn't five anymore. He didn't hurt any of his toys after performing clumsy surgeries on them. And Nico Robin certainly wasn't his mother.

"It's herbal. Improves mood and helps with recovery," she said with a gentle smile.

Law only stared back at her.

—————

Unfortunately, despite Law's hopes and wishes, the tea incident was only the start of it. Over the course of the next few days, Law was subjected to countless events of "here you go" and "wait, let me get that for you". Law would be lying if he said it wasn't driving him just a little insane.

No, Robo-ya, he was perfectly capable of carrying Kikoku himself.

No, Nose-ya, he didn't need or want his wanted poster framed. (The photo wasn't all that great, not to mention without his Warlord status and after overthrowing Doflamingo, they were all bound to get new bounties any day now.)

And no, Kyros-ya, he didn't want to 'talk about it'. Whatever 'it' meant.

At least Roronoa had the basic human decency to ask if he wanted any sake. Which was the one offer Law did accept without question because after everything, he honestly needed a damn drink of five.

It was only when Straw Hat woke up that it seemed like this… issue was over. While everyone scrambled to get away from Fujitora and his marines, no one even paused at Law’s presence, no one had the time to worry about his wellbeing—aside from his very awkward talk with Sengoku—and that was how he liked it.

But, unfortunately… it didn’t last very long.

“Law-dono!” Kin’emon called as he approached Law in his quiet corner aboard the Yontamaria.

"Kin." Law nodded in greeting. "What is it?"

"Are you enjoying the party?" Kin'emon asked… before casually placing a plate of food in front of Law.

Law took a deep breath and closed his eyes, counting to five in his mind. As if he was physically incapable of going to get his own food.

Not to mention there were umeboshi on the plate. Disgusting things.

Deciding not to comment on the unsolicited food delivery, Law sighed. "No," he said simply. "Parties aren't really my thing."

"I see." Kin'emon hummed. "Might this cheer you up?" Kin'emon reached inside his kimono, pulling out something small and bright red before handing it to Law.

For a moment, Law only stared at the thing sitting on his palm blankly, trying to wrap his head around it. Was this for real?

"A paper crane," he said, voice void of any emotion.

"Indeed. My wife often makes them for people; they carry good fortune, honour, and longevity. You may even make a wish upon them," Kin'emon explained proudly.

Luck and longevity, huh? Law thought to himself—and suddenly, he understood why everyone was acting this way around him.

He was too tired to deal with this shit.

“Oh! Kin’emon! Law-dono!”

Briefly, Law wondered whether he shouldn’t have just let Joker kill him.

Sadly, he couldn’t go back in time so he only sighed deeply, throwing an impatient, long-suffering look at the second samurai approaching them. What was his name? Kanjuro?

“This is perfect, I was just thinking I may have something for you, Law-dono,” Kanjuro announced, gulping down the cabbage roll in his hand before he pulled out his katana-like brush and started scribbling on the floor.

“Of course you do. Fucking everyone has something for me lately,” Law grumbled, but went largely ignored. Not that he expected any less.

It only took a moment for Kanjuro to finish with a satisfied huff. Raising one hand in front of his face in a mock-ninjutsu move, he called out, “Come forth, Kumamaru!”

Law’s eyebrows shot up to the top of his head while he watched this white… pathetic blob peel itself off the ground and stand on two shaky legs. It was barely the size of Law’s hand and so poorly drawn that Law honestly couldn’t tell what it was even supposed to be.

“Kumamaru?” Kin’emon repeated slowly. “Is this creature a bear?”

“Ku… kuma…” the thing said weakly in response, already out of breath.

“Indeed it is!” Kanjuro said proudly. “Luffy-dono told me you love cute white bears, so I thought Kumamaru would help you feel comfortable!”

Law took a sharp intake of breath, rubbing at the bridge of his nose. “Straw Hat-ya,” he groaned, full of annoyance. Just because the idiot got so fixated on Bepo’s very existence as if he didn’t have a talking tanuki on his own crew…

“Law-dono, are you alright?” Kanjuro asked, sounding so worried that Law had to bite his cheek to not snap at him.

“Just awesome,” he hissed instead.

He couldn’t wait to get the hell off this goddamned ship and back to his crew.

And he hated to admit that the longer he looked at the terribly drawn aberration… the cuter it became.

He really hated his life.

—————

Law didn’t think it possible but somehow, the situation got even worse the first night they spent on Zou, the night when Nekomamushi declared yet another party in celebration of the country’s saviours.

There Law was, minding his own damn business and chatting with Bepo and Jean Bart, when Straw Hat Luffy himself barrelled his way to them, carrying an armful of meat so large he couldn’t possibly see where he was going. Even before he stopped right over Law, the surgeon was already praying for patience.

“Torao! Hi!” Straw Hat greeted, and Law could just hear the wide grin on his face.

Before he could so much as open his mouth to reply, however, the mountain of meat was dropped in his lap. “What the—” 

“For you. You need some meat, that will help you get better,” Straw Hat announced, nodding in agreement with his own statement.

Law groaned. “I don’t need meat and I’m perfectly fine, Straw Hat-ya. Can you people stop this already?”

Straw Hat tilted his head to the side, regarding Law for a moment. “Of course you need meat, everyone needs meat,” he said slowly, as if he was explaining a simple problem to a child.

“That’s not true and also not the point—”

“Also, you’ve been really out of it since we kicked Mingo’s ass.” Straw Hat interrupted him. “If we leave you alone, you’re just gonna sulk by yourself.” He crossed his arms over his chest when he finished, a small pout on his lips as he stared Law down.

And Law…

Law couldn’t fucking belive it.

He really just got scolded by Straw Hat.

Unbelievable.

Before Law managed to gather his wits enough to at least close his mouth—he wasn’t sure at what point it fell open—Straw Hat was gone and the goddamned pile of meat in Law’s lap became several pieces smaller.

Seriously, what did Straw Hat even come to do and why?

“Captain? Are you… okay?” Bepo tried carefully.

“Bepo, can you do me a favour?” Law asked instead of replying.

Bepo frowned a little but nodded regardless. “What is it?”

“Kill me. Just fucking kill me right now.”

“I—I don’t think I can do that,” Bepo said before his head dropped. “Sorry.”

Law sighed. It was worth a shot.

[izzysarchivedblogs]

reminder my pepper potts is proud to be a trans woman :)

trans your characters. trans your faves. nature will heal.

[afteriwake]

Shang-Chi/Katy, 12, pearl gray

And here's another fic in the "Shifting Relationships" series! The title came from a 30 Day Writing Challenge prompt and the prompt for the number was “'You always look beautiful.'”

Like Waves In The Ocean - Shang-Chi sees Katy in a different light when she's dressed up for a wedding they're both in.

READ @ AO3 | SERIES PAGE

“Don’t look!”

“I’m not looking!”

“I mean it, Shang-Chi. You look and I’ll kick your ass into next week.”

He laughed as he covered his eyes. “I promise. Hurry up or we’re going to be late to the wedding.”

“I just need to get the pearl necklace on. The damn latch isn’t catching.”

“If you let me look I can help.”

There was a long pause from Katy’s bedroom, followed by a huff. “Fine. But you laugh at me in this dress and I’ll also kick your ass into next week.”

Shang-Chi uncovered his eyes and went into her room. Her back was too him but he caught her reflection in the full length mirror and stopped. That was not his Katy. She’s stunning, he thought to himself, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. “You’re...gorgeous.” he managed to get out. Katy was in a long pearl gray dress with a discrete slit up the right side to just above the knee, and it had an empire waist that showed her cleavage a bit more than he was used to. The pearls she was holding around her neck were accentuated with pearls at the bottom of the knot her hair was in. She wasn’t wearing any heavy make-up, and he assumed that would be done at the wedding venue.

“Thank for the lie, now help?”

“I’m not lying,” he said, snapping out of his near trance and moving towards her. “Katy...you didn’t even look this way at our prom.”

“Well of course I didn’t. I wore a neon yellow tux.” He took the pearls from her and opened up the latch, closing it on the hole at the other end of the necklace. He let his hands linger on her shoulders and he felt a shiver run through her.

“Do you have a wrap or something?”

“Yeah,” she said softly, and he could see she was blushing slightly. She moved away from him and got a pearl gray wrap from the back of her chair. She put it on her shoulders and did a little twirl. “You really think I look good?”

“Any number of guys are going to be happy to dance with you at the reception,” he said.

“What about you?”

He blinked. Oh, he’d love to dance with her. He found himself wanting to do more than just dance with her. Like kiss her. He wanted to kiss her right now, but she beat him to the punch, brushing er lips across his. She pulled back for a moment, and looked up at him before her pulled her in and gave her a proper kiss. The wrap fell from her shoulders as she reached up to frame his face, continuing the kiss.

Reluctantly, he pulled back. “The wedding.”

“What?”

“We’re going to be late for the wedding if we don’t go soon.” He reached up and brushed his fingers agaisnt her cheek. “But all I want to do is stay here and kiss you. You look stunning today, Katy, but really, you always look beautiful. I was just...blind.”

She leaned in and kissed him again. “Hold that thought for after we’ve had some drinks and some more kisses like that.”

“So this is a good thing?” he asked.

“I think it’s a good thing. I think it’s a great thing. But Michelle and Yung will kill us if we don’t get there in time to get Soo’s and my makeup done for the wedding, and we still need to pick up Soo and John.” She gave him a soft smile. “But this is definitely a good thing.”

“Okay,” he said, grinning back. “Good.”

“Good.” She picked the wrap off the floor. “Put the pedal to the metal, Big Guy.” Shang-Chi offered her his arm and she took it, and they left the apartment with him feeling like the luckiest guy in the world.

[theangrypomeranian]

18, 19, 20 💖

katiiiiiiieeeeeee <3 <3 <3 18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic? oh lord really calling me out here lol. probably this exchange from chapter 20 of Baby Steps, it still makes me squeal lol: “No one else is gonna hurt ya,” he murmured against her throat, sending a thrill through her body. “Got it? No one else is gonna touch ya.” “Okay,” she whispered, her bones feeling like jelly. “No one else,” he breathed into her ear, his breath sending chills down her spine. “Just me.” “Just you,” she agreed, her hand trembling as it went down to grip the collar of his shirt. She opened her eyes and pulled back to look at him, searching his eyes. “It’s just us. Right?” “Right,” he nodded, his hands on her waist and pulling her closer. “It’s just us.” 19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs. got some more Barryl comin' y'alls way soon hopefullyyyyyyy Her eyes went between him and the book, her expression contemplative. Then she held the book out. “Here. You can borrow mine.” “You sure?” he asked, a little stunned. “I mean, aren’t you reading it right now?” Her smile was easy as she looked at him. “I know the story nearly word for word by now, I don’t need it.” Then her eyes lit up. “I know! You can give me one of your favorite books while you’re reading it so I have something to do.” The idea of giving her something of his was deeply and intimately personal, and he immediately nodded. “Yeah, okay, I can do that! I’ll bring something tomorrow.” He took the book from her, being careful as he slid it into his bag. “I’ll text you tonight when I start, let you know what I think.” 20. What’s a favorite title for a fic you’ve written? the stakes are high, the water's rough (but this love is ours). i just think it's so so cute and it fit the fic really well. <3

[sparkysparklightning]

chapter three of the lost hero from my HoO rewrite au is out!! featuring a piper who has a different backstory relating to the wilderness school, a different relationship with her lineage, and more or less a pretty thorough character makeover!

also changes to the aphrodite cabin!

plus special featurings of katie & connor dynamics, piper getting into a mini spat with connor, a kayla knowles cameo, and of course rachel getting possessed

thank you for reading and hope y’all enjoy if you do!!