#we still stand proud

[stereden]

Chapter 4: Caught up in the whirlwind, a perfect storm / Reduce my sails and risk it all / Positions unknown and no sight of land / But I command, full speed ahead

Summary:

“I’ll tell you later,” Shanks promises, because it is indeed a tale for the ages. “But Benn’s right, we’ve got work to do first, and the Revolutionary Army is at the top of that list. So,” he puts his glass down on the coffee table. “Let’s define our goals as clearly as possible, then define the steps needed to get there.” “Goal number one: where the fuck is Usopp?” Doc glares at his own glass. “I’m not willing to keep sedating Yasopp for more than two days, but it’s the only way he’s getting actual sleep at this point.” “Goal one: finding out where Kuma sent the rest of the Strawhats,” Benn reformulates, ignoring Doc’s dark looks. “And if the Revs have any information regarding their current status.” “Goal two,” Rockstar steps in. “which can be merged with goal one once it’s been successful: let all the parental figures, and Anchor, punch Dragon.”

[percki]

i think that a lot of people don’t understand or weren’t conscious of the steddie apocalypse that occurred immediately after st4 aired. it was insane

[youcanfacethis]

I think this album goes back to something really intrinsic about Taylor which is: she wants to be understood through her writing. I also think it’s really incredible how she’s created an entire world through her writing. The lore. The backstories. The understanding. The connections. Etc!

[angelmush]

the other day i walked around the golden lake w my love and the sun was setting hot and orange and we watched a brown duck preening through the weeds, ducking her head under the dark water. the cool lake swallowed up my tired feet to the ankles and we counted the dog walkers with their curly panting doodles and their handsome german shepherds and their whip smart little terriers and we admired the careful construction of a sand castle whose moat held determinedly against the lapping of the waves. we could feel in our chests the persistent thunderous thumping of celebratory music at the finish line of the lakeside 5k, welcoming each gasping runner across its bounds. and i felt like crying. i felt like curling into myself and crying. we walked through the swamp of the bird sanctuary afterwards and listened to the woods sing and croak and groan and then we went and got ube and yuzu gelato and devoured it suntired and sweating on the couch in our living room. and i was so overcome w a deep and true unshakeable happiness and a sort of confused grief that i wanted to sob and sob and sob.

[hella1975]

there's a very specific kind of vibe that comes with living with your friends in final year that it just does not have in first year or even second year. like as a fresher it's usually the first time any of you have lived away from home let alone with SO MANY people your age and it's terrifying and exciting and randomised to boot so it's generally carnage for a whole year in the best and worst ways, and then second year you pick who you're living with and it feels like for the first time you're doing this adult thing PROPERLY. you have a place of your own now. these are the people you've chosen to live with. studying gets serious etc. but it's still fresh. it's still new. you still don't know how to navigate it. but final year? final year is when you actually get it right. you know how to manage your time better. you know what works for you and what doesn't. studying is the main focus and you've been out in the world for three years now and it's not loud and boisterous like it was in first year and you're not exciteable and awkward like you were in second year. you're comfortable. every single one of my flatmates has their own friend group and we mainly keep to our own social circles, but we'll still meet each other back at the house after a night out and sit in the kitchen or my room to do the debrief. sometimes i'll go days not seeing either of them despite sharing a house but every now and then someone will softly call up the stairs that 'the heating's on!' or one of us will sneeze and the other two will yell 'bless you!' through the walls. the lack of interaction isn't interpreted as dislike in ways it would have been even last year, because we're all just old enough to be past that now and settled enough in our friendship not to worry about it. idk. uni is very loud and unsettling a lot of the time so it's been really sweet to see how almost boringly comfortable final year is.

[delicatetaysversion]

i just came out to a real life person and i think im having a heart attack

[incorrectsibunaquotes]

Do y’all really think Fabian would go to college in America (specifically Ohio) to chase after a girl who, while he cares for and misses her (bc lbr they also trauma bonded on top of having a thing for each other), dumped him over a letter and ghosted him? Like, yeah maybe they found each other again later in life after Anubis, but it would not be because Fabian was chasing after her. Why must we refuse to let him have dreams and a life outside of Nina?

[gayfandomnerd225]

I’m gonna compare Knox Overstreet to the boy I was sat beside in 8th grade (undiagnosed adhd vs undiagnosed autism) who once said that he was “fine with gay people but would be grossed out if a boy liked him” but then, in grade 10 English went “I’d make out with a guy”

[firesmokeandashes]

Us when the ao3 finally starts working again:

[fitzselfships]

I got really bad sensory overload while I was out today but I was very brave about it I think Zooble would be so proud of me and give me soooo many kisses <3

[punkshitposts]

something I think is actually hilarious is that if you go left enough you start having more stances in common with (individual) conservatives, and if you go right enough you start agreeing with (individual) leftists. like i have a pretty close friend who's self described as "just far enough right that I hate politicians" , whom I hard disagree with his overarching political stances. but the finer details of it... yeah we agree with each other. gun control/gun rights opinions taxation opinions pro-small government opinions slight separatist opinions anti two party opinions anti-corporation opinion ect ect ect.

we stand on opposite sides of a standard political compass but I genuinely think if I were to count stats, I'd agree with as many of his stances as I would a liberals/democrats stances. my hs gov teacher described the difference in right vs left to us as "everyone's goal here is the betterment of mankind, they just think the best ways to do it are different" and that's literally the best way, to me, to describe what the difference in right vs left is regarding anarchism specifically. we got ESSENTIALLY the same opinion but the ways we think are the best ways to go about enacting said opinion are what makes us different. and something abt that is really painfully funny to me. envisioning a world where an-something is the major world thing, not capitalism.... and there's STILL right vs left... but The Anarchist Versions. christ.

sorry for the book i wrote in the tags. ignore typos I am NOT retyping any of that to fix them xoxo

[toastsnaffler]

love being at the climbing gym like yeah im not that flexible and then constantly doing moves matching my hands n feet on the same holds even when completely unnecessary

[anarkhebringer]

I will add to the well wishes today. Happy Trans Day of Visibility to any Two-Spirit folks that want to be included in it. I shake your hand in associating with it and also giving myself a special little treat that's just for me.

Also ᎬᎨᏳᎢ all Native queer folks, if I knew enough Chickasaw and Choctaw I'd say it through all three tribes in my family.

[missallanea]

forever thinking about King rambling to Raine about all of Eda's exes while she desperately tries to a) explain b) shut up her little furball of a son

[sleepysorrel]

Love this photo my partner snapped from afar during jousting games practice today - we were playing with catching rings on a stick, since last year the motion and ribbons were a little too scary for her. She was perfect now, of course

[hauntingblue]

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