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[glitterandmoondustofficial]

What if I updated side to side two days in a row? What then?

[444namesplus]

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[hawkedraws]

sketch request for @glitterandmoondustofficial for Ruby and Law

they’re always the best dressed folks at the club

[idontunderstandwhydoyouneedmyurl]

Kitty’s opinion on Ruby (•◡•)

Kitty is totally intimidated by Ruby, but also really admires her toughness and resourcefulness. She also thinks she’s super hot, obviously 😘

[stiletto-chan]

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Summary:

A compilation of fics and prompts about Law, The Heart Pirates, and an OC named Ruby; mostly during the two year timeskip but there are some during and post-Dressrosa. These were made on my iPhone in Google Docs over the past year, and I’m uploading them here through the same phone; so expect quality content. I update at least weekly. Involves violence, childhood trauma, nakamaship, hurt, love, AU’s and implied sex. Enjoy and have fun (•◡•).

Chapter 1: Hell On Heels

Characters: Law, Penguin, Shachi, Bepo, Heart Pirates, Ruby

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Blood, Google Translate

Notes: Ruby has an Irish accent; she’s incomprehensible.

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The morning was bright and crisp.

And thank god for that because Law and the Heart Pirates had been on the sub for a little too long.

Finally in the New World, the group of pirates stopped at an island for supplies. Much of his crew had walked off on their own, wanting explore the city they landed on. Bepo, Shachi, and himself had decided they would go grocery shopping in the seaside market. They stood at the entrance of the market, talking amongst themselves, ignoring everyone around them.

“Excuse me.” Everyone turned their heads to the new, foreign accented voice that interrupted the intense conversation of what specific food to buy. “You guys are kinda blocking the way.”

The new voice was attached to a woman. She had peachy skin, she was on the thin (malnourished) side but had muscle definition in her arms and legs, long brown, wavy hair (it was in twin low pigtails), and deep brown eyes. She wore a white sundress, oversized sun hat, and tall white heels.

She smiled nervously and then pointed behind them. She had a large woven tote bag, made for grocery shopping no doubt.

“Ah, sorry!” Bepo spoke first and the new voice waved him off.

“It’s no problem, newcomers usually are confused by the layout of the island and cities.”

“How...did you...we aren’t new-”

“I’m Ruby,” she interrupted, “and that stall over there,” she pointed to a particular stall, “ sells the freshest fish, so you better get there quickly.”

“You’re rather friendly to people you just met,” Law spoke up and she turned to him. Her eyes stared at him curiously, giving him a once over before adjusting her tote bag.

“You think? I guess you’re right. You’re from Paradise, yeah? The attitudes of the people towards pirates are a bit different there, I suppose.” She shrugged. “Keep in mind there are significant territories owned by powerful pirates, here. Seeing rookie pirates come around to try and take over, then find One Piece is fairly common.” She grinned nonchalantly. The two of them stared at each other a moment before she turned around. She started to walk away, her hips swaying and her heels clicking against the wooden boardwalk. “Anyway, good luck in the New World,” her nearly incomprehensible voice sang out as she waved. Law didn’t trust her as far as he could throw her. And from how small she was, it was probably far. For all he knew she was probably a marine in disguise. Or worse, a new member of the Family who managed to find him.

It didn’t matter. They would get their supplies and leave. Then, he would never see her again.

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Law blinked surprised when a beer was put in front of him. He looked up to see the woman from the docks earlier, Ruby-ya if he remembered correctly.

“Can I help you?” He raised his brow irritated.

“You’re in my spot,” she said, thick, barely intelligible accent. “And your crew has made my dowdy little pub a bit crowded.”

“And?”

“So, I’m forcing you to sit next to me.”

“You could sit somewhere else.”

“Absolutely not.” She sat next to him and Law groaned. “Silvy,” she called a waitress. “My usual!” Silvy gave her an okay and walked towards the kitchen.

“You are aware of who I am, right?”

“You’re pretentious is who you are.” Ruby-ya took a sip of...water. “And ungrateful. You know, you should say “thank you” when a beautiful woman buys you a drink.” Law stared at her annoyed. She ignored him and smiled sweetly at Silvy as she brought her her food. “Thanks.” She reached into her bustier to pull out her wallet.

“Oh, Ruby, honey, you know you ain't gotta pay,” another almost unintelligible accent came out. “You keep all those thugs and pirates at bay! Me and Gracie don’t want you paying for nothing.”

“You two are sweet,” Law was stricken with the sudden change of aura. “Don't worry, I’ll make sure you guys are safe.” She winked and Silvy walked away happily. Ruby-ya turned to Law, smile still on her face, but a dangerous look in her eyes. She wasn’t some random woman, that’s for sure. “Tell me, Trafalgar Law, Captain of the Heart Pirates with a bounty of over 300,000,000 berries,” she cocked her head. “Why are you on my island?”

“You’re bold to threaten me.”

“Threaten?” She said innocently. “I just asked a question, cara. Nothing more.” Law’s eyes narrowed with a frown.

“Resupply and need of land.”

“Among some other things it seems,” she grinned. “Since it looks like some of your crew are talking to those lovely men and women.” She teased and nodded to some...people of the night. Law rolled his eyes and her grin grew. “Not your cup of tea? I bet even Sapphire would give you a discount seeing how pretty you are.”

“Not interested.” Ruby-ya raised her brow at him but said nothing. “Not sure if you can tell, I’m not exactly a people person.” He said flatly.

“You don't have to be a “people person” to get your rocks off.” She stated matter of factly. “But that’s unimportant, what’s important is, you guys and gals getting your shit, leaving my lovely little pub and marketplace unharmed, and then never coming back…savvy?” She was dangerous.

“Don’t like pirates?” Might as well poke the bear. She was starting to become interesting, anyway.

“I don’t like anyone or anything aside from the aforementioned pub and marketplace.”

“What will you do? Turn us in the marines?”

“Ha!” She genuinely laughed, some patrons snickered, the bartender raised a glass. “Marines, indeed. No, cara, I’ll kill you.” She said it so sweetly that Law had to process her words twice. “By the way, that was a threat.”

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[museplanetwrites]

@momentorummusings​  (closed starter, but this is also the long wedding drabble, so you are all welcome to use the information you read here).

Once October was through, November rolled in fast with all the final arrangements necessary for the wedding. It was time for Rasa to settle on the dress, the flowers, the hair. The clock was ticking, and every day, it brought her closer to the chosen date. It was her second wedding. The Lithuanian thought she would be immune to a case of the nerves. As it turned out, she wasn’t.

And without delay, the 27th came. Their families were gathered for the joyous occasion, as Rasa worked on the last few details alongside Aksana, Tetyana and Ausra. The trio had been sipping champagne as they worked through hair and makeup for the past three hours. It was enough to make them chatty and tipsy. Taking a deep breath inside, the princess peered through a window at the venue. 

Following her line of sight, a bandstant had been intrincately decorated with lotus flowers in shades of amethyst, emerald, peridot, ruby, and tourmaline as it stood at the end of an aisle. Rasa had hand-picked the colors based on what they allegedly meant. In front of that bandstand, family members, and a few of the couple’s closest friends were taking their seats on the rows of chairs that had been laid out on either side of the narrow aisle.

A small flower arrangement, each one with three frangipani flowers in the colors pink bubblegum, tipsy pink, and moonlight lavender, had been tied along dropping green branches with an elegant white ribbon on each one of the sela brown wooden cross back chairs. On top of the seats, there was a sand-colored cushion, and a hand fan to help make everyone more comfortable due to the warm temperatures of Thailand, even though the sun was partially veiled with clouds. 

From the distance, Rasa could identify Eamon with his shocking red hair. He was greeting some guests, and she couldn’t tell whether he was happy, or nervous, or how he might have been feeling during the occasion. 

Instinctively, Rasa glanced at the finger where the platinum emerald ring had been sitting since the beginning of the month, but it had already been taken away from her for the ceremony. Silently, she drew a breath inside and closed her eyes. “Please give me a sign this is the right thing,” she found herself pleading, trying to shake off the electric buzz of nerves that threatened to take over her.

With a soft knock on the door, Tetyana peered into the room where Rasa was getting ready. “It’s time,” she announced with a smile.

Rasa bit her lip and glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her dress was perfect and without any weird cigarette stains or burns. Her hair fell in loose waves around her shoulders, with nothing but a delicate flower headpiece with woven baby breaths and tiny rosebuds of the softest of pinks framing her strawberry blonde locks. Raking a hand through it, Rasa glanced at her reflection in the mirror and gave one final touch up to her See Sheer Lustre lipstick.

“You look beautiful,” Dawn stated as she grabbed her older sister’s shoulders, then sideways smushed their faces together. “I can’t believe you’re getting married!” She beamed enthusiastically.

“Neither can I,” Rasa responded as she covered one of Ausra’s hands with her own.

Moving her gaze over to her cousin’s reflection on the mirror, her lower lip trembled with a hint of laughter. “I’m ready,” she nodded, and they all moved to assume their positions along with the Lithuanian King.

She placed her hand on the crook of her father’s arm, trying to peer in the distance at what was happening. Her father took in her figure as the ceremonialist ushered Ausra to go take her place by the bandstand. The indirect glance was enough to let Rasa know he had, indeed, noticed her lack of shoes. “This will be a good thing for you,” he added reassuringly as he patted the hand on his arm. “Maybe he’ll convince you there’s nothing wrong with wearing some soles every other time,” he tried at a humorous comment, then the ceremonialist resurfaced and looked at Aksana and Tetyana. “You two. Go. Go. Go,” she eyed the duo as she pointed towards the narrow path of cobbled stones that led into the garden.

From a distance, Rasa could hear the first accords of a string quartet rendition of Coldplay’s Fix You. Aksana was the first one to make an entrance. Rasa could only see her from the back, but she assumed her cousin was all smiles as she made her way to where she would stand, followed by Tetyana. Soon enough, it was her turn.

The music stopped, then changed into the one she had chosen for herself for her second time walking down the aisle. When she moved, it was as if it was another person. Her father guided her to the place where everyone stood to greet her. The fragrance of the flowers invaded her nostrils as the skirts of her dress sashayed from side to side. A cool breeze whipped at her face and her strawberry blonde hair blew out in the air. 

The muscles in her face were tightly wound into a smil that had nothing to do with happiness. The closer she got to the aisle, the closer she was to bursting into a bout of uncontrollable laughter. Looking up, her narrow eyes connected with Eamon’s, and a single droplet of rain fell right on the tip of her nose. Rasa’s eyes veered upward to the sky, where more drops slowly rhythmically precipitated. Guests reacted to it with ‘ohs’ or ‘ahs’ of surprise, but while many seemed uncertain whether the ceremony would proceed with the sprinkle that showered them, Rasa appeared to be resolute in her decision. 

Rasa smiled up at the sky, inhaling the scent of wet dirt as she muttered to herself: “thank you”. If a benediction was what she had been looking for, she felt there was no clearer way for it to be delivered than that. Some might not get the correlation, but the Lithuanian had always loved the rain, and once upon a time, her late husband once told her that the rain was a blessing; an opportunity to clean up and start fresh. If that wasn’t the sign she wanted, nothing else would be.

The rustling of leaves mingled with the crescendo of the song. Rasa watched as Rytas and Eamon greeted one another as she switched sides. The ceremonialist shot some nervous glances her way, afraid they might have to call the whole thing off if the rain decided to pick up. Everyone seemed to be waiting for her to react— she was the bride, after all. Rasa tilted her chin up as she placed her hand on the crook of Eamon’s elbow, and gave him a sharp and reassuring nod. The show would go on.

[hamsternarnianx]

contexto: uma nave em forma de mão acaba de pousar na praia dela saem Jasper peridot e lápis-lazuli garnet com seu extinto protetor foi para sima de Jasper, mas ela não contava q Jasper teria um desintegrador de gems, e quando garnet estava quase lhe acertando ela usou o desintegrador e puffou garnet e rapidamente neutralizou as outras gems e logo prendeu elas em selas separadas Jasper voltou para pegar a pedra de garnet e percebeu q não tinha uma pedra mas sim duas logo entendeu q c tratava de uma fusão, ent��o não só colocou as pedras em selas diferentes mas em salas consideravelmente distantes algumas horas se passam e rubi e safira recuperaram suas formas de luz e instantaneamente percebem q foram separadas e não estão mais completas

[the-named-anon]

Oc master post (since the other one was getting long):

(Characters with the same emoji are in the same universe)

Forgottenverse (<- look up the tag :) )

🖤 goopy

😒 Oliver

😒 coy

Bugsnax masterlist

Username x2

🟠Bird man x2 x3 x4 x5

🟠Birdman’s unnamed friend (Rue!)

🌗Moon cheese (mc axolotl) x2

🌗Chocolate chorus fruit (also mc axolotl)

Opal and James more stuff

🔼Triangle trio

🔼Penny Anne (it’s the same link as the one for triangle trio)

Onyx

Dumi and Tux

Cinnamon more stuff

🤖Elijah the robot

🤖Jeremiah the robot

Among us ocs master list

Goob x2 x3 x4 x5

Daydreamers lore Pt 2

🟩Ethan x2

🟩Undead oc x2 (sela)

Blurriida

Ruby

📸Connor Knox

📸Stuart reed

📸Gregory hicks

📸Jack Boyer

Sky

“Froggy”

Ms. Shaker

Monochrome au trio Roy

Hazel Farwell x2

[magic-and-claws]

TASK 7 — ABRAXOS, one of his kind

They sailed over a sea of clouds, and Abraxos dipped his claws in them before tilting to race up a wind-carved column of cloud. Higher and higher, until they reached its peak and he flung out his wings in the freezing, thin sky, stopping the world entirely for a heartbeat. And Manon, because no one was watching, because she did not care, flung out her arms as well and savored the freefall, the wind now a song in her ears, in her shriveled heart.

Nome: Abraxos

Sexo: Masculino

Animal representante: Serpente alada, um parente menos racional e mais esguio que o dragão. Kanesha, como um animal, não se sentiria bem com qualquer outro animal que não um tão exótico quanto ela. E, mesmo assim, não o trata com nada menos que o sincero respeito.

Características: Sua força está nas patas traseiras, capazes de impulsionar o longínquo corpo em alturas adequadas para o voo. As patas dianteiras são extensas, tão compridas quanto a distância do focinho à ponta da cauda. Finas, esqueléticas, os dedos se espalhando e conectados por membranas finas vascularizadas. As asas de couro podem aparentar delicadeza, mas sua composição é tão forte quanto o couro que futuramente usará como sela. A cauda é grossa perto da base e cheia de espinhos na ponta, aumentando a letalidade dos golpes na parte traseira. A cabeça triangular é cheia de relevos e formações ósseas proeminentes, protegendo – ou seria disfarçando – uma boca com caninos compridos e a língua bifurcada. Por ainda ser um filhote, todo o potencial está reduzido a uma criatura não maior que um metro, lisa como somente a pele grossa poderia ser. O andar é bamboleante, cheio de um gingado comum de lagartos; misturando-se com os pulos e agitar das asas colocando-o no ar a planar por pequenas distâncias. Quando parado, permanece nas pernas traseiras, os olhos de tripla pálpebra não perdendo um segundo dos arredores da sua princesa. O modo de falar, bem, é um animal naturalmente silencioso; tanto externamente quanto pela ligação com a protegida. Sua comunicação permanecendo em olhares e troca de sentidos, de sentimentos. Uma respiração, um movimento rápido de olhos, a forma como os dedos se agitam. Crê-se, no entanto, que tal característica vai mudar quando passar de sua fase infantil. Kanesha teve a primeira amostra no Clube de Metalurgia, uma voz rascante e gutural, de monstro do fundo de uma caverna, a alertando sobre um acidente causado por outro aprendiz. O susto foi enorme, assim como o prazer de ouvi-lo pela primeira vez.

Personalidade: Se existe um animal que representa a desconfiança e altivez da princesa em seus tempos de leoa, Abraxos completa e incrementa bem esse papel. A curiosidade é a sua primeira característica, bem mais controlada da cheia de dedos e perguntas da Osuigwe. Se aproxima e fareja, cutuca com o focinho e sopra seu hálito, até estar manipulando-o como se o conhecesse desde o dia de seu nascimento. Os olhos em fendas captam tudo, completando o estado de vigília que Kanesha sempre está quando se põe a trabalhar. Abraxos é voluntarioso e esnobe, uma criaturinha minúscula com o ego do tamanho de toda Aether. É a voz que discorda da princesa, mesmo ela estando certa, só para ver ela se defender e mostrar que está, de fato, coberta de razão. Não se pode deixar de lado a falta de bom humor e o gênio terrível, de quem é rei soberano, o agitar da cauda e a mandíbula estalada no ar afastando quem chega perto demais. Afinal, a distância o faz maior e nada pode encostar sua princesa sem ter passado por sua avaliação primeiro.

Relação do seu personagem com o daemon: A amizade surgiu pouco tempo depois do primeiro contato, quando ambos animais se reconheceram como qualquer coisa longe da ameaça. Respeito mútuo, picuinhas sempre que possível. Kanesha precisou reaprender que não podia mudar o animal do mesmo jeito que tinha se domado para adequar aos costumes humanos. E isso foi incrível. Uma serpente alada ensinando a leoa a voltar a suas raízes, assim como a leoa o ensinava sobre os segredos da existência humana. A conversa é basicamente unilateral, com pouco participação verbal de Abraxos; mas não se enganem de que fica só por isso. Seu jeito de comunicar causa estranheza nos demais, porque se encaram por muito tempo. Rosnados e chiados, dentes expostos e empurrões. Dois gatos brigando, dois letais e ferozes gatos procurando o equilíbrio. Por mais que briguem e se desentendam, terminam como se nada tivesse acontecido e a princesa sorri. Abraxos sorri também, mas não é muito inofensivo de se ver. Os outros daemons são estranhos e, por vezes, enxergados como comida. A princesa o colocou na linha nesse ponto, o fazendo confiar nas pessoas que tinham sua indubitável lealdade. Ainda precisavam ser analisados? Sim, e era ainda mais carrasco em suas observações. Os amigos eram piores que os desconhecidos.

Primeira reação do seu personagem ao encontrar o daemon: Ambos sabiam que não podia ser abrupta a aproximação, como entenderam depois de um tempo. Kanesha sentia que estava sendo seguida, mas não conseguia identificar onde estava tal intruso. E, por alguma razão, seus robôs de vigilância ou não conseguiam captar a sombra ou eram encontrados destruídos no dia seguinte. Marcas de garras e dentes fincados na liga metálica inferior, saliva grossa corroendo o circuito interno. Noites depois, o corpo coberto de suor pelas forjas, a sombra se fez palpável e visível. Kanesha esperava o vibranium derreter enquanto ajustava fios e soldava a placa de circuito numa mesa próxima. Abraxos pulou para o círculo de luz e se eriçou todo, mostrando tudo o que compunha sua figura diminuta. A resposta da leoa foi dolorosa, porque seus dentes e unhas metálicas rasgaram o esconderijo da pele e brilharam à luz do fogo. Gotículas de sangue brilhando como rubis. “Criatura curiosa” e “o que estava esperando” eram seus pensamentos. E eram os pensamentos de Abraxos. E conforme os segundos se transformavam em minutos, a serpente alada imitando a leoa em sua observação, a princesa notou. Seus pensamentos eram espelhados, jogados de volta de outra forma. Como duas pessoas interpretando o mesmo quadro. Kanesha refinada, Abraxos selvagem. O daemon saiu da postura ofensiva e sentou sobre as patas traseiras, agitando a pele de couro como um passarinho tirando a chuva, o focinho cheirando o ar de maneira pacífica. A leoa não pode fazer nada além de se entregar, aproximar-se e lentamente encaixar a mão no rosto pontiagudo. Nesse primeiro toque, nessa primeira troca de olhar, Kanesha percebeu quem ele era e da sua boca saiu o que ele tinha lhe dito sem palavras: Abraxos.

Como foi o primeiro contato do seu personagem com o daemon e como está agora? Acostumada com os robôs e vigilância da mãe, Kanesha não estranhou a constante presença de Abraxos. Pelo contrário, era uma companhia tão bem-vinda quanto querida. Lembrava-lhe de casa, de Savana, dos leões e do que carregava dentro do peito humano. Contudo, o daemon era um lembrete de forças que tentava colocar sentido, da coincidência dos aparecimentos misteriosos: as criaturas e o carvalho. E por mais que seja estranha, a princesa percebe que ele é seu e ela é dele, que estavam mais ligados do que duas criaturas fora de habitat. A ligação atingindo o nível da essência dentro de si.

[glitterandmoondustofficial]

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Chapter 252: The Side Effects Of Being Missing

Notes:

Characters: Law Rating: Teen Warnings: Language Notes: Another short chapter >:). Are you ready for this? Things start to get bonkers next chapter.

Law tried not to show his shaking hand.

He seemed to have the advantage and he had a good poker face, but Ruby’s absence was not in the cards. 

There was always something in the back of his mind saying that there was a slight chance of something not great happening to his gardener, but his plan was practically flawless. Or so he thought. There was something off about this island.

Didn’t Doflamingo give up his titles? Why in the hell are the natives acting as if nothing happened? Something wasn’t right and the fact that Ruby was missing wasn’t helping . 

No, not missing. She had to be on Green Bit. That’s where they agreed to meet if they hadn’t met on the shore. Ruby was smart and skilled, she was very good at what she did and had spent years avoiding marines, pirates, and the World Government. She was just late once again. He was going to lecture the shit out of her when they were alone.

The bridge was exactly as Ruby described, aside from the mysterious small voice that drug the fish away. Ruby had mentioned the ridiculous notion of fairies in the town. She even said that something of hers went missing more than once but Law just assumed that she was being an airhead and misplaced it. 

God, he would love to see that airhead on Green Bit in her heels and short skirt.

But, as fate would have it, she wasn’t on Green Bit either. 

Where was she?

His heart sped up in anxiety. He winced when it squeezed in pain. The damn thing was being a hassle. He had repaired the tear! He had gotten three days of rest. He should be fine!

Fucking Vergo.

Law hadn’t planned on that bastard showing up and his heart ended up the loser in that scuffle. He gritted his teeth, trying to mask the pain as he stood on the shore with Ceasar, waiting for Doflamingo.

Ruby was going to murder him when she found out about his heart. Not that he minded. Them giving back each other’s hearts was the best decision he’s made in a while. He remembered her hurt but understanding face when he told her that they’d have to switch them out again. At least on his list of fuck ups, that wasn’t one of them. 

Of course to make matters even worse, this was a trap. Doflamingo never resigned from the Warlords. So what was he supposed to do now? His plan had failed and Ruby was nowhere to be seen.

Law’s eyes widened and his stomach dropped. Sweat rolled down his cheek and he ignored Nico-ya as she popped up from the ground.

Shit.

Doflamingo had to have done something to Ruby. There was no doubt in his mind now. It was all starting to come together. Ruby wasn’t at either meeting point and hadn’t called him to explain anything. She may be someone who was the opposite of punctual, but she always, always tried to keep him in the loop. She was a woman who loved talking and sometimes it took him taking her face in her hands and squeezing her cheeks to get her to just be quiet for five minutes. 

Only now he wished she was talking his ear off. Makeup, chocolate, raunchy novels, anything . He just wanted to hear her voice again. He needed to see the light in her eyes as she spoke about things that he didn’t care about but was willing to entertain because it was her .

 Dammit. Dammit. Dammit !

He knew he should have never agreed to her stupid fucking plan. He should have overruled her, he should have tied her up and kept her on the Tang as she bitched and moaned, he should have done absolutely anything to keep her away from this island and Doflamingo. How could someone as clever as Ruby be caught? How could Doflamingo find her? She knew how to stick to the shadows in any situation. How was this possible?!

Law let out a breath that was close enough to an almost sob. He clenched Ceasar’s clothes in his fist and jerked him in anger. The idiot complained but Law didn’t care. 

Just to make sure, just to be safe. He stared down at the den den mushi . He needed to rule out Ruby being kidnapped. If she had been kidnapped then she would be used as bait, as a weakness, as a hostage situation. She was a valuable asset and Doflamingo probably understood that. He would use her to get to him and Law needed that not to happen.

He knew Ruby could take care of herself, surely if she was captured she would find a way out. Surely this was just a minor setback. There’s no way she would do anything that would harm this plan. Law took a deep breath and started to call her when Nico-ya interrupted him.

Law snapped back to reality. He needed to focus on himself rather than endless ideas and possibilities of their situation. He saw Doflamingo and realized he was out of time. Nico-ya disappeared and Law took a deep breath. 

Focus on this meeting. Focus on the plan. Focus on making sure that he could correct any mistake that had already happened.

Doflamingo was going to die, Law would make sure of it.

[hawkedraws]

she’s beauty, she’s grace, she’ll stab you in the face

had a blast doing this commission of @glitterandmoondustofficial‘s One Piece oc Sela D. Ruby, the starlet of Side to Side on ao3, do yourself a favor and check it out

commissions are open!

[nabastalarunika]

Altar

Aku ingin hanya cintaku saja yang membawamu sampai pada pelataran altar. Kau yang terlihat gagah dengan jas hitam berpadupadan putih. Sedang aku anggun dengan gaun panjang rumbai indah menjuntai.

Aku ingin hanya sayangku saja yang sampai pada pelabuhan terakhir dari arungan samuderamu. Yang menepi dengan seikat bunga serta janji sehidup semati yang kau sematkan padaku cicin berbatu rubi biru di sela sela jemari miliku.

Aku hanya ingin wajahku saja yang kau lihat sebelum dan setelah bangun. Ciuman hangat dari masing masing candu kita adalah pemanis untuk memulai dan mengakhiri hari hari. Seperti senja yang tenggelam di dekap malam.

Iya, aku hanya ingin altar adalah satu satunya saksi mengikat janji kita berdua

Meski badai menggoyah, akan selalu ada jemari yang bisa di genggam. Meski gemuruh selalu riuh, selalu ada tubuh yang siap didekap hingga fajar dirubah jadi lembayung.

Tak ada lagi luka, tak ada lagi lara

Kupastikan hanya ada "kita" dan ukiran bahagia.

Liemshuwan | 19092019 00:34 wib

[noloveforned]

did a quick time slot trade this week due to familial obligations so the new show is airing thursday from 1-3pm this week on wlur. in the meantime, last week's show is below to keep you company!

edit to add: we apparently wrapped up our spring theme last week. for the past few months we've been starting each show off with songs that have a narrative (or at least spoken) element to them. we heard songs from billy bragg, the velvet underground, looper, slint, godspeed you black emperor!, r.e.m., the books, francis macdonald and harry pye, william shatner, blur, the bonzo dog doo-dah band, ego summit, and belle and sebastian.

no love for ned on wlur – july 10th, 2019 from 3-5pm

artist // track // album // label belle and sebastian // a century of elvis // push barman to open old wounds // matador jeanines // tilt in your eyes // the moon and back- one small step for global pop compilation // where it's at is where you are iji // tiny antennas // cool dream // wizards of the ghost honey radar // the golden string // ruby puff of dust // what's your rupture? * peach fuzz // song in my head // cats, cars and guitars // bernice ladrones // la pichaera // ladrones // slovenly bench press // old. self. doubt. // not the past, can't be the future // poison city necking // still exist // cut your teeth // mint * palm crest // brothers and sisters // half-light // (self-released) emma russack // be real // winter blues // osborne again the horns of happiness // coal-wasted avalanche // would i find your psychic guideline - ep // secretly canadian summer cannibals // false anthem // can't tell me no // tiny engines * new berlin // fan boy // basic function // super secret olivia neutron-john // march // olivia neutron-john ep // sister polygon * colin sneed // hate the police // tv // (self-released) karen marks // won't wear it for long // cold café ep // efficient space eden sela // i know you got a woman // purgatory // thin wrist cobalt // regret express // astral travels // numero group marco serrato and francesco covarino // bestemmia // bestemmia // raw tonk timo lassy and teppo mäkynen // goldenrod // timo lassy and teppo mäkynen // we jazz winston mankunku ngozi // yakhal' inkomo // yakhal' inkomo // jazzman yusef lateef // morocco // in a temple garden // epic grotto ii // bad city girl // wait no hurry // odion livingstone mor thiam // ayo ayo nene // dini safarrar // jazzman karen carpenter // if i had you // karen carpenter // a&m saba // heaven all around me // care for me // (self-released) dirty projectors // break-thru // lamp lit prose // domino mega bog // for the old world // dolphine // paradise of bachelors trey gruber // i tried // herculean house of cards // numero group bedouine // echo park // bird songs of a killjoy // spacebomb * sofia bolt // ojai // waves // loantaka

* denotes music on wlur’s playlist

[pixel-whimsy-blog]

Maeve stayed in Brindleton Bay, and adopted her little pup Ruby just out of high school. She joined the culinary career, mostly for a paycheck. She’s never been motivated by career success- no, all Maeve ever wanted was a family. 

During her first year on her own, Maeve explored her sexuality and realized that she had no interest in a relationship with anyone, male or female. But she wouldn’t let that stop her from having her family. After a year of paperwork and waiting, she brought home siblings Heidi and Gavin, thrilled to finally be a mother.

Prim and Sela are frequent visitors, since they live in town, and love spoiling their grandchildren.

You can’t see much of it, but this house is by RealThomasTV1 on the gallery, and it’s called “Budget Family Home”.

[atlasifyllm]

fun fact: the use of a shield is a sort of technique reserved for light gods, such as iris and selas, 

red paladins (rubra and ruby) are able to use this sort of forbidden technique

this is all because rainbows are actually circular, and since light powers are meant to be, yknow, for fighting, i decided to turn it into a light shield

selas is able to use this technique because white rainbows, called fogbows, also exist

red paladins were gifted with the ability to mimic these special light shields... because monochrome rainbows do exist, but as far as i know, only in red

so ig it sort of signifies red as the leader; red paladins are the only ones able to mimic a special ability from iris

[ceritaruby]

teringat siang tadi, suami pulang untuk sholat jum’at saja lalu kembali ke kerjaan. biasanya istirahat dulu dirumah sekedar jaga Ruby biar sy bisa nyambi kerjaan lain, sholat atau mandi. karena suami udah kembali cepat jadilah sy bingung gimana nih baru ambil wudhu Ruby udah bangun.

akhirnya bismillah wudhu trus sholat di deket Ruby, habis sholat masih lanjut do’a kebetulan Ruby pas mood baik jadi anteng. di sela do’a mau terimakasih sama Allah udah kasih Ruby dalam hidup kami, Ruby noleh ke sy dan senyum.. seketika air mata haru tak bisa dibendung masyaallah semoga Allah menjaga kita semua ya nak