#somehow i managed that lmao

[grimae]

Thrasir

[basslinegrave]

pin-up

b&w originals

[onnoffwrites]

After recent events, I ended up going back to the beginning to check things, because my first reaction will always be "wtf, this is shit, why would you do this" and my second reaction will always be "okay maybe that was a bit much, maybe he's not THAT bad, maybe has a good reason-

Okay.. that doesn't rly mean anything, maybe she's just worried kaito found something he shouldn't-

Okay.. okay this looks, well maybe he's just leaving some recordings in case kaito found something he shouldn't! It's not like they can hide it forever! The room is part of the house! Kaito lives in the house-

Excuse me... What did .. what did you say...? Wha

What do you mean "designed"?

What??? What do you MEAN "designed to open after 8 years"???

I have been angry since April 12th and I've reached a point where I don't even know what to feel anymore I don't even know what to tell y'all.

Like, wow, omg, movie reveals. Other than family relations, the other thing isn't exactly anything new. We've all read Midnight Crow. We saw Kaitou Corbaeu. We've been in denial until finally reaching acceptance. For me at least. And then we spend a few years bargaining, bc surely there's a good reason kaitos not in the know. That kaito has to be KID. Surely there's a reason? Right?

Right???

At this point we don't even truly know if Jii is in the know and was acting as planned out by the parents or not. Or if he's just like kaito. Tricked, lied to, played for fools. At the very least ginzo doesn't know, so there's that. Not sure how much that would help kaito when he inevitably finds out. Because he will. The fact remains that it's quite suspicious that Jii just so happen to choose to don the KID outfit and become KID to draw out toichis murderers exactly 8 years after toichis death. EXACTLY the same amount of time that was set for that trap door portrait to open to kaito.

There's a lot of implications to think about

[mayor-david-prentiss]

me and you and the ptsdemon

[putadapower]

Funny thing, two of my favorite villains/antagonists are demons from another dimension who are described as toxic exes

[riscappu]

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I need to post here more often again!

Here is a little cute template of the dynamics of RisCappu, hope you enjoy 🖤💙

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[murmurmurl]

@tearwolfe 's seal Rui + Kasa sketches because they refuse to leave my brain alone, these little worms

[muri-ne]

finally playing aa4 with friend so i can post some these after like a month bc she stalks my acc (looking at you nammy.) she really liked kristoph's design at first and is still mourning the loss of it being "wasted on him"

[sunshines-legacy]

The squad ™

[varpusvaras]

The sun was setting.

Luke laid flat on the cliffside, keeping his head down the best he could. He was gripping his binoculars so hard that his fingers were starting to hurt a bit, but he had to keep holding onto them. He couldn't afford to drop them.

Tonight was the night he was going to see it. He could feel it. Tonight.

He had the perfect place. The cliffs were high enough that he could see all the way around him for a good amount, but had sharper edges that he could use as a cover if needed. It was perfect.

Tonight. Tonight, he would see it.

Something moved behind the rocks to his left. Luke hurried to lift the binoculars to his face to see, and he aimed them straight at Uncle Owens irritated face.

"Home, now", Uncle Owen ordered.

"But uncle-" Luke tried, even if he knew that it was in vain. How had his uncle even found him? He couldn't have seen Luke from behind the rocks!

"No buts", Uncle Owen interrupted him. He marched right up to Luke and bend down to grab him by the arm. "It's almost night. It's not safe to be out here when it's dark, and you know that."

He hoisted Luke to his feet in one pull, and Luke really had to keep holding onto his binoculard in order not to drop them.

Luke tried to pout. Uncle Owen did not care.

"Uncle-" he tried again, but Uncle Owen only hissed at him, and so Luke snapped his mouth shut. He kept his mouth shut all the way home, and until he was sat at the dinner table and Aunt Beru had put his plate in front of him.

"Where did you find him?" Aunt Beru asked.

"At the cliffs", Uncle Owen answered. "Looking at the skies again."

"I was going to see it tonight", Luke protested. "I knew I was!"

Uncle Owen frowned at him, but Aunt Beru managed to speak first.

"See what?" She asked Luke.

"The dragon!" Luke answered. "The one that flies over the dunes after sundown!"

Uncle Owen huffed.

"There are no flying dragons here", he said. "And you better pray that you will never see the non-flying ones either."

"There are!" Luke insisted. "I heard it once! I saw it's shadow! I'm sure!"

"Luke." Uncle Owen's tone made Luke to snap his mouth shut again. "There are no flying dragons here. You better keep your fairy tales to yourself. Some unfortunate fool is going to believe you and wander into the desert at night and be killed. Is that what you want?"

Luke shook his head. Uncle Owen huffed again.

"That's what I thought", he said. "Now eat. You need to be up early tomorrow."

Aunt Beru patted him softly on his shoulder.

"It's a long day tomorrow", she said, and Luke picked up his fork and started to shovel is dinner into his mouth quietly. Uncle Owen's face was set in a way that meant serious trouble if he continued to argue, and Luke wasn't stupid.

He did stay up a little longer than he should've that night, keeping his window open. Just in case.

The desert sky stayed silent. Luke waited and waited, his eyes growing unbearably heavy, until he had to close them.

He heard the dragon fly over the desert in his dreams.

[bananatemilkshake]

When my cousin introduced me to roblox spray paint, of course the first thing I'm gonna draw is freaking Siffrin

Extra doodles and ss under

Rare Nickolas appearance yippew!!

A frog for my other cousin's req and a duck for my sibs

Me and said cousin (there was a griefer but i don't have any fucks to give we just be balling and drawing)

Ough forgot abt this little fucker (/affectionate). It's my other sona but roblox sized hhh

[moongothic]

I don't even know how to start this post, I've been just thinking about this concept of like... "Role Redundancy" in One Piece, regarding the OG Shichibukai. A lot of it does come from people just speculating about Crocodile's past and future role in the story, and how often I do kind of feel like certain suggestions/ideas feel somewhat too redundant, as the idea may have already been done with another one of the Warlords if not multiple. (An example of this could be the "former slave" theory, because we already have two former slaves amongst the OG Shichibukai; the fact that Crocodile would then be the THIRD one makes me less likely to believe the theory personally.)

And that just made me wonder even more about how, when you think about it, a lot of the Warlords do actually have stuff in common with one-another, but only to a limited degree. Like there is what almost feels like intentional redundancy amongst these characters and their roles, but it's done carefully so they're not too repetetive?

And to really visualize the connections... I had to make a chart

(Could've added a "Tried to kill Luffy" but literally the only characters who wouldn't fall into that bubble would be Jimbei and Kuma, so it felt a little unnecessary)

Now this is just what I could think of very quickly at the top of my head, you probably could figure out more "Role Redundancies" between these characters. But figuring out all the theoretical connections/similarities between the characters isn't as important as noting how, yeah, most of those similarities are only shared once or twice between characters. They get repeated, but not so much they become actually reduntant in the story (personal feelings/relationship with Luffy aside, that one is quite natural to repeat after all) Also interesting how Crocodile seems to have The Most Shit going on with him, to the point the only characters he doesn't really seem to have one-on-one similarities to are Moria and Hancock

I don't really have a point to this post, I just thought it was interesting to think about and try to visualize. And I do wonder if this could be used to like, try to predict where the story is going, somehow? But yeah, just something to chew on

[aieevee16]

Her Light

Once, there was a girl, who had nothing left for her in this world. She was left to survive in the darkness, left to fight for herself. Until a hand reached out and saved her, pulled her out of the shadows and into the light. Her light. Her Savior.

The two grew up together and eventually fell in love. And for a brief moment, everything was peaceful. Everything was perfect. Until everything wasn't.

Her light disappeared in her arms. Her heart cried out in pain. Her very soul started to shatter.

Hands painted with the draining colors of the past, she slowly withers away. Back into the darkness. Back to where she belongs with only a small fragment of her left in her trembling hands. Back into the void.

And then there's a light. A small flickering light shining in the darkness. She reach out a hand and grasp another's. And, for the briefest of moments, she saw her light in new color. As small as it was, she'll protect this light, even against the impossible until her dying breath.

[Credits to @ariawins for the beautiful yet ever so mysterious Aria in the last drawing!! Thank you again for granting me permission to post this 🙏]

[43sol]

Probably die first in a horror movie

[taidotonheiluja]

Käärijätober Day 2 - Fantastista I guess it's likely to get a hit by a sandal

[rebootgrimm]

While you were causally mind Minding your business, doing you Daily routine I assume, a wild ditch has been spotted! What was he doing up and about-?

You stare at him for a couple seconds, watching as he-. Ohh. Okay, that makes a lot more sense.

he was stealing from random folks around. Though most of them probably deserved it, right? You’re sure those richy riches can spare a couple dollars and a pocket watch, right? But it was always a bit more with Ditch. Something did seem a bit..off, about him. More then usual that is.

Investigate?

—@no-ditches-no-bitches

*Zaria walks up to Ditch*

“Hey, Ditch, right? It’s Zaria, remember me? How’re you doing?”