#yup this is my D/s save

[pudding-parade]

TIL that transformed werewolves will just bound around skating rinks instead of skating. LOL

I also learned that my playable dude likes to insult werewolves with the "yo mama was a poodle" insult. Methinks this might not be all that good for his health…

[deus-ex-mona]

have y’all been streaming kimikawaii~~?

[koushirouizumi]

{Shaman King} (Original Anime) ~ Tao Ren x {AINU!}Horohoro {"Horokeu Usui"} "In The End" Music (C) Linkin Park (+Bonus Pirika) as {Platonic} Support (for Horohoro)

Short Summary: "T I M E is a VALUABLE T h i n g..."

Notes: Contains spoilers for later Horohoro fights {Original Series}, {plus a later Ren fight} - The fight is a bit graphic, (Heavy blood shown at end) Please be mindful watching by the end. {Ren revives in eps immediately after, so it's not actually permadeath, Horohoro just doesn't Know} *This is an OLD piece made 10+ years ago. {Please excuse Low Quality Footage}

*Any Lip-sync'ng was unintentional, but since it actually fit well, it was kept in as filler. {Might be removed in any future remake} *A remade version might include something like a silly endcard showing everyone's ok \o/ No Tao Rens were harmed in the making of this AMV!!

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[tmntxthings]

一∑michelangelo hamato。・゜・

(pics from pinterest)

> raph’s < | > leo’s < | > donnie’s <

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version: rottmnt aka rise

aesthetic: orange + character-centric

song association: fire by e l e y

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author’s notes: we did it :D set complete ✅ which one was your favorite?? did you like any of the songs??

> Profile <

name: michelangelo hamatooooooooo

nicknames: mikey / angelo

aliases: dr. delicate touch / dr. feelings

location: *~in newww yorkkkkkkk concrete jungle where dreams are made of~*

species: ornate box turtle mutant

age: 15 years young :D

height: 4’7 (･_･) i will growwwww manifesting itttt

color: orangeeee , but green is cool too and yellow

weapon(s): ~flame-generating kusari-fundō~ (cool righttttt?) and my sick ninjutsu skills

appearance: one flyyyy turtle right here, i’ve got my awesome stickers, silly face kneepads, emerald skin ;D, and can’t forget my orange bandanna

personality: shining personality!! i’m super duper friendly (unless you destroy my most favorite place on earth aka pizza place), kindddd, caringgg, absolutely adorable, an empath for sureee, a tinsy-weensy bit feral, just a smidge, honest, lovable, cute, spoiled? babied? the ~*brightest*~ crayon in the box c:

likes: familyyyy, art, dancing, music, fashion, meeting new people, making new friends, turning villains into friends, helping my brothers, my dr. sides, pizza, food in general, skateboarding, gaming, copying leo, annoying my brothers (lovingly ofc), youtube, pranks, being helpful, cooking, magic powers, physical affection

dislikes: being talked down to, not taken seriously, being called a monster, judgey people, sticklers, close-mindedness, threats to those i love, haters, supernatural jump scares, lying

other: :DDDD guess whoooo??? yup, it’s me Mikey!!!! I think this whole project is super cool and its definitely giving me ideas for future Dr. Feelings solutions, being able to write down your thoughts or just how you feel can be so relaxing orrrr maybe even show you what you are thinking if it’s all muddled up or too much, for example i bet Donnie really liked writing all this stuff down, i bet it calmed that big brain of his!! So if you ever make an appointment with Dr. Feelings don’t be surprised when you are asked to write down how you feel hehehe, now some words from Dr. Delicate Touch, who feels nothing, I. Was. Last?!?! Out of all my brothers, you chose me to go last?!?! -.- this better not be because I’m the youngest either!! The only acceptable answer is that the best is saved for last! Hmph! I expect to hear this from you very soon, with hugs and cuddles too! Anddd maybe even your Disney+ password? (Donnie revoked my privileges again T^T~~) it totally wasn’t my fault… water balloon pranks are holy.. sacred traditions.. ;ppp

[writing-frenzy]

Here come SI off the rails :D

Brain worms have arrived and shored up some of my remaining will to dream once more :D

And of course it dreams up a way to maybe, maybe give our favorite traumatized imaginary shield character a reason to actually smile and mean it. (Maybe?)

And of course, I forever fell in love with the SI OC trope, soooo weeeeee, buckle up everyone and thing, this one is gonna be a doozy.

First off, our SI boy was playing HSR, trying out a full imaginary team comp of Luocha, Walt, Aventurine, and Yukong when sudden, traumatizing death. It is not pretty, it is horrible, it is scaring, and it literally almost breaks our poor mc's mind; how can they not ask, beg for someone, anyone to save them?

It's a good thing (or is it) that something does.

Whether it is Aha on some sort of new kick, a manipulation of destiny, or even a certain Mother Goddess at work, our poor soul gets taken into a new world; but not as they were. Their mind and body were too broken when they were transferred, so the being had to get creative.

So, they took some inspiration from the team they were playing in their most recent memories, taking from doomed versions of themselves who were willing to trade for their own wishes in turn (and oh, how many were doomed in all the paths; there would always be one with a simple wish to fulfil easily.)

So, the MC becomes a meshed form of the Imaginary team of Luocha, Welt, Yukong and Aventurine: he is a good height, about 5-9, not six foot because Aventurine and Yukong are shorter taking it down a bit. He has Welt's brown hair, but it seems to be a bit messy and longer, what with all the hair styles, which he has to braid to keep in order and less annoying. And for all he seems human, he actually does have Foxian ears and tail, along with most of the bloodline perks, but hides it with illusions and tricks for reasons. His skins is tanner and kissed beautifuly by the sun, and his eyes are really cool, being a mixture of Aventurine's shape and style, but with the other three's colors. he also looks late 20's/early 30's just imagine him with welt's eye lines because the character maker doesn't have that. (The glasses are there for reasons and this is him illusioned because the ears were just not meshing for me.)

As for the eyes, I tried my best TT^TT (headcannon that most Avgin's eyes are usually in shades of brown to gold, with rarer shades of darker purples and even green at times, going with how Avgin means Honey and all, so with Kakavasha being born with not only bright beautiful eyes, it also has blue in them like water? and it rains? yeah, no wonder they thought he was blessed.)

But yeah, with his appearance over, now we get an interesting little bit about him; his path is Remembrance :D how? he has no clue, only that his memories are pretty shitty now, he knows random ass stuff (gifts from the other four; my guy know so many loopholes now for the IPC) he instinctively knows how to use his powers, just has to practice with control, but what was his favorite food? his dream in life? his actual name? nadda, zilch. He does know his power is literally a mixture of all four of his Imaginary team, allowing his skill to produce shields that also buff and/or heal his allies, with them disappearing can either randomly heal, buff, or do nothing before they go. His Ult is a mixture of Luocha's, Yukongs, and Welt's, doing incredible damage while also debuffing his enemies to hell and back, and even letting his team heal like with Luocha's. This doesn't even count in the terrifying follow up attack, that randomly does whatever the fuck it wants to :D tiny black holes to devour enemies? shower of golden rain that heals allies by draining the enemy's own life? this is only scratching the surface~

Yup, our boi is a OP beast :3

Did I forget to mention he came to this world with half the damage he got from his death? So it's very lucky where he ended up; a few years before the Avgin's genocide, luckily found by the tribe where they took him in, who while hesitant about the stranger, couldn't turn him away, then felt well they didn't when they finally opened their eyes to see they were one of them. Even if he's of mixed blood, he is still one of their own and came back to them, even as harmed and damaged as he is.

Not to mention just how talented and powerful he is.-

The wise woman watches, with her guard, as the stranger to their ways learns with an appetite like starving dog, so keen and willing to continue struggling on even with the barest of scraps. It is a kin to someone struggling with quicksand, finally finding some leverage that can save them from demise just in time, light entering those eyes once more. But like a beaten dog, they shy from most touch, hesitant and still, eyes watchful as they take in all threats to their self before they settle into a long wait, ready to attack.

It makes it both tragic and amazing, seeing someone so strong, someone she has seen break rock and stone with but a thought, so obviously broken, but willing still to heal. She knows her guard would like for this stranger to become part of the guard, to let others know of his strength so that they can better themselves and their people.

But the wise woman did not live so long to be wise as she was with simple thoughts and hopes like those; she saw signs everywhere, she has read omens in the sands and wind, reads the bones with ease; besides a select few, no one knows of their stanger's talents.

She names him Sarth, for his always thoughtful ways (and to hide within sight, just that for all his power, it is his mind most terrifying of all.)

(He was found under the stars for protection and warning, waking only when the stars for secrets was high in the sky. She sees how gentle, ever so kind their stranger is for the children, and she makes her decision.

She finds she will never regret it, traitors in their mist, the men in the black uniforms abandoning them, telling their stranger to please, please, if nothing else, save their children and ill away from this mess. If nothing else, she knows that at least the 452 with him will live.)

-so yeah, I have feels about those still being missing being 3,452 people; i just yoinked a chunk for myself, my guy Sarth covering everyone with his ridiculous powers, stealing a ship he found (interestingly, it was an illegal drug merchant who was currently being killed, so it would be a long, looooong time before someone notices one missing ship that was destined to be scraped because of damages and age over the years.) My guy is desperate, knowing of the discrimination they will face from practically everyone in the universe, not knowing who to ask or even if there is anyone willing to aid them; the IPC is shady as heck, he doesn't think Himeko has fixed the express yet, and their ship is running on luck, prayers, and Yukong's memories and knowledge of flying through even worse with even more tragic of conditions.

Sarth could really, really use a break right now; everyone with him at that.

Then in walk some Fools; Sarth somehow not only impresses them, he even tricks them, getting one fool, who goes by as Tricky Trickster, delighted (because what's more delightful then tricking others? Himself getting tricked in new and innovating ways. After all, how else could one learn to better themselves?)

So, my guy is able to enter in a game of high stakes with the Fools; he has 6 chances to win his people the chance to live well, with food in their bellies, chances for education, no worries of threats, the complete secrecy of their survival, all that good chance... here is the thing; he has to win at least four games, because the hightest amount of people that can be saved per game is 113 people, so yeah, four games would equal the 113 peeps. (he doesn't count himself; he can at least get along in this universe, he has power and tricks on his side, he can do what must be done; all these sick, injured, or too young? they can't.)

So he plays the games, winning two at first, getting 226 from there... only to lose the third game; what he loses is decided by random on a wheel, with him in the end nearly ending up practically blind, his eyes basically just for decoration now... he almost loses the fourth, but by chance actually wins, getting another 113 people. but this luck doesn't hold by the fifth game, this time he loses 20 years of freedom, to begin after the games are done and to serve in the Tavern. the last game is done with bated breath, the last 113 people's lives hanging by a thread, when MC pulls off yet another miracle; he uses the memories of harmony and abundance, sealing with preservation to gain back what little sight he can to win the game, saving all 452 people that came with him. there is much tears, crying, sobbing and mourning because once more something is taken from the Avgins but they persevere, many promising that they will do what they can for him in turn.

(In the end, they find an interesting item, one that can channel things with multiple paths and contain it, shaping to whatever the owner needs. Those are now shaped into glasses for Sarth to wear so he can see, only able to be removed by himself. it doesn't feel like much to the Avgins, it feels paltry for all he has done for them, but Sarth loves and adores anything he gets from them, to the honestly little mudpies from the kids to even the gems others offer; his favorite is the company they offer.)

So yeah, in my head, when the Trailblazer enters the planet of Festivities, my guy is near the very end of his service term, with maybe a year or two left.

This is so far what I have for him, but I must say; he gives off Dilf energy like hard core and the thirst for him is real :D

[snootlestheangel]

Cheers to the Unknown Pt. 7.5

This is just an incorrect quotes/random goofy stuff I've had stuck in my head for this AU and I just really want to share these. Most aren't in line with the actual plot of the AU, just like silly things to imagine within the AU. If that makes sense...

Enjoy!

Taglist (want added?): @tacticaltaxonomist @cthulhusstepmom @cathnoneofyourbusiness @thorougly-melted-brains @sp4z-4tt4ck @49saltpeppershakers @bluebrryice

Werewolf!Nik hugging a young Siren!Gaz with tears in his eyes: He is vulnerable, precious, and mine now. I am his pod now. Changeling!Price, watching Gaz kick and growl with a feral smile: Uh huh, vulnerable and precious. (Jokes on you, Price, you're the one to sign the adoption papers)

*After Price meets Ghost for the first time* Laswell: Price, let me see what you have! Price: A dude! Laswell: NO!

*After Price recruits Soap* Ghost: Price, what you got there? Price: A nymph! :D Laswell: Where the fuck did you get one of those?? Ghost: Is-is that normal? *They look over to see Soap gnawing on an exposed wire* Price: Yeah, he's just hungry :) Ghost, turning to Laswell: I'm faking my death again Laswell: No-

*Price introducing Gaz to the full team* *He doesn't want to be introduced as Price's son* Price: This is Gaz, my s- Siren! Our siren! *panicked laugh* Ghost and Soap: Uh, okay? *Months later* Price: Guys, when I said "our" siren it was because I almost said the wrong thing. This is not what I meant! *Gaz is trapped between Ghost and Soap for cuddles* Ghost: Well it's too late now. Soap: Aye, he's ours. Nik, sniffling: Our pup is all grown up. Price, confused: Nik! Nik: What? He has pod of his own now! *starts crying* All grown up!

Laswell: Ghost, what do we do when we feel sad? Ghost, monotone like he's reciting something: Use healthy coping strategies to address the issues and solve accordingly. Laswell: Could use some enthusiasm but I'll take it! Soap, what do we do when we feel sad? Soap: Blow shit up :D Laswell: Absolutely not. Gaz? Gaz: Hide in the water where no one can see you cry. Laswell: Gaz, are you okay? Gaz, giving a thumbs-up: Yeah, just a Siren experiencing an emotion and scared to cry cause of trauma. Laswell: *heavy sigh* Okay, we'll move on for now. Price? Price: Turn into someone else so they never see you cry. Laswell: I can't tell if you're being serious or not. Nik: Oh, he is very serious. I have reputation on his base as being emotional. I have never once cried while visiting. Laswell: *stunned silence* Price: He has yet to tell me to stop, so I don't see what the problem is. I'm expressing my emotions in healthy ways, at least in terms of how I experience the emotion. It's just in a way that isn't damaging to my reputation as Captain. Laswell: I hate all of you.

Soap, a creature that doesn't need sleep: Do you think the wind is ever trying to tell us something and we don't know how to hear it anymore? Gaz, eyes glowing in the dark sitting up slowly: I just want you to stop saying odd shit

*Nik, Alejandro, and Rudy just in a big wolf pile together* Ghost: Wolves are so fucking weird. Alejandro: You're just jealous. Rudy: It's okay to admit you crave physical affection, Ghost. Ghost: Shut the fuck up, Parra. Gaz, from underneath the pile: Don't listen to him, guys! He gets all the affection he wants! Ghost, panicked: Gaz?! *Goes to 'save' Gaz but gets dragged into the pack pile* *Price and Soap witnessed the whole thing* Soap: I almost forgot Sirens are also pack creatures. Price: Yeah... Anyways. *walks over and joins as well* Soap: Oh what the hell? *also joins*

Gaz: Having a changeling for a father is honestly awful. Ghost: Elaborate. Gaz: Well, it's not exactly fun when you're trying to be a rebellious teenager and your dad can follow you when you sneak out and not have you know the entire time. Ghost: Price did that? Gaz: Yup. Wanna know the worst part? I couldn't even be a proper rebellious teen. Soap: Oh no, Gaz, what did you do? Gaz: I snuck out so I could wait in line for the release of Halo 4. He started laughing, and of course I couldn't tell it was him, so I thought some junkie was losing his shit just across the street from me, and I may have started to freak out a little. I wasn't exactly tough at 13, so I was scared, okay? Ghost: And then what happened? Gaz: I honestly think he forgot I couldn't recognize him cause he wasn't close enough for me to get a good scent. And so, he approached me. I screamed. The people nearby stepped up to help some poor kid being harassed by a 'stranger'. We ended up at the police station cause of the whole incident. Soap: Did-did you get the game? Gaz: Yeah, actually. Nik got it for me cause he felt bad about the incident. Something about how Price only followed cause he was worried and not because he didn't trust me. Price, though? He couldn't look me in the eye for a week. Price, appearing: I couldn't look you in the eye because I didn't know whether I wanted to laugh or cry cause of the whole thing. Gaz: You should have laughed, Nik found it hilarious. Soap: Aye, but still. You had snuck out and caused a scene. Gaz: It's not my fault he fucked up! I'm just disappointed he forgot he was masked! Price: Imagine my disappointment when I realized I was raising a nerd and not a rebel. I wanted you to get out and do stupid shit! But no! You were waiting in line for a fucking video game! *Soap and Ghost losing it* Gaz: That shit hurt. Price: It did 13 years ago, too.

*The truck has broken down during an assignment* Soap, leaning over the hood: Move bitch. *truck immediately starts running* Ghost: *sobs in human*

Soap: Gaz, am I immune to your voice? I feel like I've never been affected by it. Gaz: I don't know. We should test it. Ghost, go somewhere else. Ghost, half-asleep: Wha-? Gaz: Go away, I'm gonna try to seduce Soap. Ghost: Why do I have to leave? Gaz: Cause I'm seducing him, not you! Ghost, sniffles: But- Gaz: No. You're too vulnerable to my voice. We're experimenting. Soap: Yeah! Science! Ghost: You know what? Knock yourselves out. Fuckin' weirdos. *30 minutes later Gaz hunts Ghost down for comfort cause it turns out, Soap is indeed immune to a Siren's voice*

Young Siren!Gaz: Stop calling me a pup! I'm not a pup anymore! Werewolf!Nik: In wolf terms, you are still considered a pup. Gaz: In Siren terms, I'm not a pup, so there! Price: What's the determining factor? Gaz, with voice cracks: I can control my Voice! Nik, struggling not to laugh: Can you, pup? *Price holding back a screeching Gaz as Nik runs*

Young!Gaz: Dad! Wake up! Price: *startles awake* Kyle, what- *sees nothing but Gaz's reflective eyes* HOLY SHI- Gaz: WHAT?! *Nik falls out of bed from being startled* Price: Don't fucking scare me like that! Gaz: I didn't do anything! Nik: John, what the hell? *Price jumps at his glowing eyes* Price: Both of you need to start talking to me with your eyes closed in the middle of the night, you're freaking me out!

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

~Minecraft incorrect quotes for the Main 6 cuz I love them~

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(To anybody that understands this reference, here’s a cookie 🍪)

Florida: COME GET YOUR MULE BITS!~ COME ONE, COME ALL!~

NY: *in the background* YOU PROMISED ME WE WERENT SELLIN’ THE BITS-

~Texas, California and DC walking up~

DC: Hey guys!

Florida: Ya want some mule bits?

Cali: Mule bits, please!

NY: (in the background) NOOO 😭 (x4)

Florida: What bit of the mule?~

Cali: Uhhh- the back :)

Florida: *walks into shop*

Texas: Ya really said- ya really said ya wanted the mules r*ctum Safe-Space you mother f*cker-

~inside the shop~

NY: NO!- I DON’T WANT TO 😭-!

Florida: Do it.

NY: I DONT WANNA….

Florida: Do it!

NY: *incoherent screams as he kills the mule*

~outside the shop~

DC, TX, CA: 👁️👄👁️💧…. *the cries of the innocent in the background*

Texas: What the f*ck?!

Florida: *walks out* Here’s your back, sir! *drops mule bits so Cali can pick them up*

Cali: What the fu-

Florida: *blocking off the entrance* We’re closed now.

Texas: *trying to hold it together* What- what part of the mules back is that 😏

*insert more sobbing in the background*

~later~

Texas: Tell you what- here’s what we do- this time we go and we save Empire (NY), alright? W-we are Child Protection Services.

Cali: I-i actually need food, im on one heart.

Texas: I don’t have any. *quite obviously has an apple in his hand*

Cali: Pfft-

~at the mule bits shop~

Texas: Ok- Florida, Florida-

Florida: Hello Texas~

Texas: Im so- W-What is this operation of yours then, eh? I can hear cries from behind you. I can hear CRIES, Florida! I can hear the CRIES of a distorted child!

Florida: Name a bit of the mule.

Texas: Oh- uh…. An*s :)

Florida: *walks into shop* New York?

Cali: Don’t make York do this!-

Texas: Wait Safe-Space- *gets some ladders* I have an idea.

~inside the shop~

NY: I NAMED THIS ONE 😭! FLORIDA I NAMED HIM 🥹!

Florida: Do it, New York.

NY: I NAMED THIS ONE 😭

Texas: *breaks roof so he can see inside*

NY: NOOOO 😭 *screams as he kills the poor mule*

Texas: WHAT THE F*CK IS THIS?! This is the SWAT, b*tch! THIS IS THE SWAT-

Cali: *falls off roof and dies*

Texas: AHHHHHHHH?!- OK- MAN DOWN (x2)! MIA MIA-

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DC: So…. This is what you’ve been doing while New York was apparently being forced to kill a mule by Florida?

Louisiana, standing in front of a very intricately built XP farm: Yup :D (he’s so proud of himself 😭-)

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Texas: No- STOP DYING PLEASE 😭

His horse: *is f*cking suffocating in a wall*

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NY: *bringing another dog home* Welcome to the pack buddy!

The other 32 dogs: 👁️👄👁️

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Loui: Hey Texas?

Texas: Yea Lou?

Loui: So y’know how we went fishing earlier?

Texas: Yea?

*insert several cats hoarding Loui*

Loui: Well I just have to say, I think I put my fish to good use :D

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DC: *getting attacked by phantoms at night*

DC: Damn Minecraft I get it already- Stop rubbing it in my face that I’m an insomniac-

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California: *finishes building his house* Finally done….

Florida off in the distance with flint and steel: :)

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*Florida and Loui building their house*

Florida: Should we put our beds together?

Loui: O’course sha.

Florida: No homo tho ;)

Loui: Yea no homo.

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NY: *bridging over the lava in the nether*

Florida, irl: *comes up behind him and grabs him from behind like the little a$$hole he is*

NY: *screams and falls* GODDAMNIT FLORIDA-

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[dragkbluire]

Ooooh that's a lot of wips ! I'm curious about every of them your titles are very good xbjdnfndn

I'd like to see In your future, in my past !

And I find the title Her and the stars is very poetic (if you'd like to share some oc art :D)

Yup, I have lots of wips because my brain can't stop creating but school is holding me to making them xd

Prepare because this is REALLY REALLY LONG.

In your future, in my past:

It's a comic I want to do about Twilight and Time saying goodbye to each other. I love the trope where they are like father and son so I did that. For now I don't have a drawing but I have all the script.

"We will meet again" That's what he said.

"In your future, in my past".

I never knew what he mean with those words, I just wanted to see him again.

For a long time, I thought that he would come back, that I healed some of his sorrows and he would heal the rest of them.

For a long time, I thought that that golden wolf would appear on my dreams again. That he would get close without attacking me for he has nothing more to teach me.

It never happened.

"In your future, in my past". I repeated to myself endlessly.

When I crossed that portal I recognised him. Not because of his armour or his missing eye, but for his wise aura, full of sadness and his expression, stern but hiding affection.

After all of our travels, before saying goodbye I promised him, "We'll meet again. In your future, in my past".

That's the script :D

Of course I would like to share my oc art! Thank's about the title xd

Her and the stars is a comic about my ocs. My oc is named Argenti, (Ai for short), she's an angel that tried to do what she thought was correct, even defying the heavens for the corruption in that world. She worked reincarnating like a human and dying after completing her task for ages and ages, so she wished for someone that loved her and gave her a quiet life. But because of her being a rebel, the skies kick her out and she was manipulated by a villain, because she knew nothing more than the war. But because of that she met Dragmire (Drag for short), her target.

Drag is a god reincarnated. The god of night and death, he's from another world, the prince in fact, but he was over exploited and abused so when he found a way to flee from that world he did. The prophecy says that he will destroy the world but he denies that, and he just wants to live like a human in another world. But there are 2 villains that want to make him their subordinate to have the control over a power of a god, the villain that manipulates Ai and his son that is searching how to go to that other world.

After battles and more. They went from enemies to lovers. They realise they were very alike and Drag gave everything for Ai to make sure she was happy. But the villains managed to catch Drag and taking him to his world again, and Drag, now full of rage, he teared his heart to destroy the world without feeling anything, but his heart transformed into a silent knight that stayed at Ai's side, and now Ai has to give everything to save Drag.

Sorry for the long explanation, but I had to put you in context.

The comic is about Corvus (the villain in his world) realising he messed up everything so he wants to stop Drag and for that, he visits Ai that now is planning to return Drag's heart to it's place, working as a "witch".

How do you defeat someone whose flesh is almost inmortal? By his heart. Drag has a soft heart (maybe he's a little crybaby).

I want to recreate that scene from Pirates of the Caribbean.

Translation: "Are you sure it's here?" "People don't stop informing about a witch that knows a lot about Oíche"

Translation: "Look at that. Clients arrived at the place"

The rest are just sketches so ugly that there's no point in showing them. But I also have the script (It's just that PoC scene xd)

If you want to defeat him. You have to know about him and his soul of stars and death with a single weakness.

What's his weakness? Even if he's mortal he's still a god full of rage.

Maybe light? His own power?

A woman. He fell in love and never stopped loving her. But because of the war you started, because of you condemning this dying world, because of you separating him from her, his heart ached and bleed. And the pain it caused him, was too much to live with it, but not enough to call him to death, so he teared his heart and tried to stabbed it, but his heart would not let his feelings die, so he abandoned it.

You're that woman, right?. And now, you attend this store with this stupid silent knight?

Easy there. If my silent knight is hostile towards you is not because you are a thread, because you're not. He's hostile because he's Drag's heart, and he still remembers how much he hates you.

(I made the script shorter because it's longer)

[trashyswitch]

Day 10: Spidering

Newt has offered to let Jacob help him look after the magical beasts again. This time, he has an Acromantula family with spiderlings he has to tend to. It takes a moment for Jacob to understand what this actually entails...

Late...again. What else is new? Oh well. I brought back Newt Scamander! Hope you all enjoy!

Newt climbed into the suitcase before Jacob, to get to his large sanctum. Now, Jacob had been in the suitcase a few times now, and was no longer as scared of the creatures. Though this was in part due to Newt desensitizing him to the creatures, Newt still found it very helpful having another helper in his suitcase occasionally. 

Besides: This time, Newt had a large amount of tasks to do today. He had to feed the creatures, tend to the Grindylow’s, and add more empty light bulbs to the Light bulb habitat. The first two tasks were standard stuff he did on the daily. But the light bulb task? Not so much. What happened was, Newt had recently brought more glow worms into his suitcase. As a result, he needed to provide the glow worms more light bulbs to make sure each one has its own to thrive in. 

With Jacob on board, all of these tasks were done in the matter of an hour. 

But unbeknownst to Jacob, Newt had saved his favorite task for last. 

“Where are we now?” Jacob asked. 

“We’re in another habitat I made especially for the Acromantulas.” Newt told him. 

“What are acromantulas?” Jacob asked. 

“I guess in your world they would be called spiders.” Newt explained. 

“O-Oh…” Jacob froze up with nervousness. “S-Spiders?” 

“Oh…Right, are you nervous around spiders?” Newt asked him. 

“Uh- Oh! No no no.” He shook his head and scoffed, waving his hand. “Nah, I’m not bothered by them. They’re small little things. Easy to deal with.” He told him. 

“Okay good.” Newt told him. “The mother was expecting, and eggs were pretty much ready to hatch last I checked.” Newt told him, leading him through the big habitat. 

Jacob could feel the anxiety worsening with every sentence. “D-Did you s-say…B-Babies?” Jacob asked. 

“Yup.” Newt replied. “And if I’m correct, then the babies should’ve hatched this morning.” Newt climbed up a rock, and landed on the ground in front of it. “Which means I need to introduce myself.” Newt told him. 

Jacob let out a shaky breath. “Oh boy…” He mumbled, patting his forehead with a handkerchief. The man was visibly nervous. 

“They’re currently residing in a habitat somewhat similar to where the Nundu resided.” Newt told him. “Only difference was, this rainforest looked more like the rainforests in Indonesia.” He told him. 

Jacob bit his lip. “Uh huh?” 

Newt kept going. “Though I would normally try to save room by putting the Acromantulas into the Nundu habitat, the mother was expecting babies at the time.” Newt explained. “And you can probably imagine my fear of the Nundu killing the Acromantula couple in their most vulnerable state.” Newt explained. 

Newt and Jacob finally reached the nesting grounds of the Acromantula family. 

“OOOoohmygod they’re huge…” Jacob muttered. 

“RIght, forgot to mention that. They’re quite giant.” Newt mentioned. “Also, please keep a good distance from them. Humans are their prey, and you’ll be caught if you’re not careful.” Newt told him. 

“Oooookay…” Jacob moved a good 20 feet away, and sat himself down on a rock. “I’m gonna need a second…” He muttered. 

“Take your time.” Newt told him from the nest. Newt looked up to the Acromantulas and petted the mother’s head quite gently. “Hello big girl.” Newt greeted. “Doing well now?” He asked. And there, on the mother’s back, were all her babies. “And look at all of you…” Newt looked at all the babies. “A large litter of spiderlings.” Newt reacted. “Hello little guys.” Newt greeted. “How many have we got here?” He asked aloud. “I think there might’ve been up to 50 spiderlings per egg.” Newt said. 

“F-fifty…” He mumbled, his face growing more and more white. 

“I believe so.” Newt said. “And that’s relatively low compared to most egg sacs.” Newt added. He placed his hand under one of the spiderlings, and picked it up. “Look at you…” Newt held the spider in both his palms “You’re a healthy one, aren’t you?” Newt reacted calmly. 

“S-So…Y-you’re not afraid of th-them?” Jacob asked. 

“Not even a little. They’re absolutely fascinating to me.” Newt told him, reaching his hand up and placing the spiderling onto the Acromantula’s back. “The spiderlings themselves are relatively harmless.” Newt unbuttoned his coat as he walked up to Jacob. “Can you take this?” He asked, handing him the blue coat. 

“S-Sure.” Jacob said, taking it for him, before checking vigorously for any spiders hidden in the coat. But the pockets were relatively empty besides his wand.

“The spiderlings are rather curious little creatures.” Newt admitted, placing his hand onto the back of the Acromantula mother. “Wanna see how I get them used to me?” Newt asked. 

“S-Sure! Sure.” Jacob admitted, trying to put on a brave face again. 

“Are you sure? I will warn you, it’s a little scary to watch if you’re scared of spiders.” Newt admitted. “But I assure you, they’re quite harmless.” He reminded him. 

“Yeah, I wanna see what you do.” Jacob replied. 

“Alright.” Newt unbuttoned 2 of his top buttons before placing his hand onto the Acromantula’s back. 

Jacob watched as a bunch of the spiderlings crawled onto Newt’s hand, and down his arm to his shirt. Though Jacob was horrified at first, he calmed slightly when he saw Newt’s eager, crooked smile. It looked like a bunch of the spiderlings were moving down his arm and both into, and on top of Newt’s shirt. 

“Ihit’s been forever since I fehelt thihis.” Newt admitted, letting a few giggles slip. 

Jacob, to be frank, was a little perplexed. “Felt what?” He asked. 

“Sihince Ihihi fehelt-” Newt’s arm began to pull away from the spider’s back as bits of giggles and laughter left his mouth. “Hehehehe- HahahaHA!” 

Jacob dropped his jaw. “Are you okay?!” He stood up from the rock with his eyes widened. “You look like you’re gonna fall any second!” 

“S-Stahahay bahack, Ihi’m fine, ihihihi’m fihine!” He told him. “Ihihi’ll just-” Newt carefully laid himself down onto the ground to save himself from injury. “Thehehere.” He said. When Newt was on his back, the spiderlings seemed more than happy to truly explore their first human. “Ohohokahay, GAHAHAhahahaha! Gohohoho nuhuhuts!” 

“Ohoho my god!” Jacob reacted, watching the whole thing. “Is this a normal occurrence for you?!” Jacob asked him. 

“Hahahaha! Sohometihihimes! D-Dehehepehends ohohohon the spihihiderlihihings.” Newt admitted. 

“So you just let them…tickle you?” Jacob asked. 

“Ihihit nohormally doesn’t tihickle thihihis bahad!” Newt admitted. “Ihihi dihihidn’t ehexpehehehect thihihis!” 

Jacob watched on as Newt was continuously swarmed by spiders, and presumably explored. But it looked more like the spiderlings were doing more tickling than exploring. Jacob could only imagine that this type of exploration was supposed to tickle. But if that was the case, then why didn’t Newt mention this before?! 

Although, we are talking about the same person who didn’t mention that Acromantula’s are a million times bigger than muggle-spiders. 

“Cahaharefuhuhul! Ohoho jeeeheeheeheez…” Newt muttered. It was clear he was beginning to realize the situation he willingly put himself into. 

“Oh god…” Jacob seemed to realize this too. “Do they know when to stop?” Jacob asked. 

“Ihihihi dohohon’t- AAHAHAA! Ihi dohohon’t knohohow!” Newt admitted, rolling onto his left side. Unfortunately for Newt (And fortunately for Jacob), Newt had rolled towards Jacob…meaning Newt’s bright smile and giddy face was completely visible to his new friend. 

Gosh, just seeing the joy on Newt’s face was enough to make Jacob laugh. “Ohoho geez! Hahahaha! Thihis ihis awesohome!” He reacted. 

Newt covered his face with his hands. “Shuhuhut uhuhup…” Newt whined. 

This only made Jacob laugh even more! “Dihid you just whine like a child?!” Jacob asked him. 

“Nohohohoho…” Newt whined in the exact same tone. 

“Wohohow…You even lie like one too!” Jacob reacted. 

“STAHAHAP!” Newt shouted at him. 

“Okay, okay!” Jacob put his hands up in arrest. “Is there anything I can do to help? Anything at all?” Jacob asked. 

“Plehehehease hehehelp mehehehe!” Newt pleaded. 

“Ah-” Jacob looked at the mother. “I don’t think I can, Newt…” One little snippet of information rang through his head: 

[ “Please keep a good distance from them. Humans are their prey, and you’ll be caught if you’re not careful.” ] 

Remembering this, Jacob knew he couldn’t come closer for fear of the mother eating him. But his friend was gonna die of laughter if he didn’t do anything…

Suddenly, the spiders paused their exploring! They just stood there in place. They didn’t even flinch! 

And then, as if nothing happened, all the spiderlings crawled off of Newt. While Newt laid limp on the ground, the spiders all crawled up their mother’s leg and onto their mother’s back again. How they knew to do that, Jacob had no clue. 

Jacob ran up to Newt and knelt down to help him. “Newt! Are you okay?” 

Newt was laying there, giggling with a permanent smile on his face. “Goodness…Thahat wahahas…” Newt giggled a little more. “Tohohoo much.” He said, sitting himself up. 

“Let me getcha up.” Jacob took his hand and pulled him onto his feet. When he was up, Jacob wrapped Newt’s arm around his shoulders, and helped him walk. “You okay, buddy?” 

Newt giggled and snorted. “Never betteher.” Newt muttered. 

Jacob shook his head as he laughed. This would be the perfect story to tell Queenie and Tina. 

[clericofinfamy]

about the rated RAWR superstar!! >:3

decided to make an about me just in case anyone is interested ehehe. tbh i just like to yap so enjoy :D

- you can call me ciara!

- i’m 23 and from ireland

- i am genderfluid, she/he/they

- autism :/

- big gamer and anime fan

- favourite music genre(s) are visual kei/metalcore

- currently into wrestling!! (EXTREMELY normal about it too btw)

- my favourite wrestlers atm are adam copeland, damien priest, cm punk, roman reigns and more ofc ^.^

first was introduced to wwe back in 2008 because of my brother. was a john cena fan ;) we used to play smackdown vs raw 08 together on the wii; i remember we used to make jeff hardy fight against matt because we thought it was funny to make brothers fight, lmao (i was always jeff). we also played with the action figures. the best matches being him as umaga and me as big show. he graciously gave me his john cena, big show and carlito figures XD <3

only got into wwe again recently because of a friend and i quickly realised, damn this is a perfect sport for me. what’s better than attractive men beating one and other? NOTHING. watched the 2006 royal rumble together a few months ago and quickly fell in love with edge all over again. now am a super big fan of adam and love everything he does *~* <3

hopefully going to attend wwe live, belfast in april!! DAMIEN PRIEST SAVE ME……,,,, :))))

that’s me vv (tw face reveal)

i freaking love cm punk’s old theme. honestly one of the goat.

I AM ALSO LOOKING FOR WRESTLING MOOTIES! please follow me so i can follow back <333

yup that’s all. just some guy really. thanks for reading! :3

[themissinghand]

One Piece: Let Me Guide (Protect) You

Summary: In which Luffy was saved by a traveler and his partner.

Alternatively, Luffy started his journey by getting his First Mate, who is more than just a crew member, but a guide, animal tamer, and a living mystery.

(Or what if the Straw Hats had an actual teacher)

Note: A old ficlet that I had in my drive somewhere and wanted to share now. Lots of fluff with our lovely Straw Hat Captain.

Male OC! from the New World.

Also. Nostalgia anyone?

Warning: Mentions of violence

"Oh child of the earth, the sea, and the sky, welcome to the beginning of your journey."

"What is your dream?"

"Hey. Wake up."

"Shut up Ace..." Luffy rolled over and wrapped himself with a blanket. He heard a sigh before silence enveloped the two of them-

Luffy popped open an eye.

"Sorry, I'm not Ace." Luffy immediately jumped up and blinked to get rid of the blurriness in his vision. 

"Hey. You're safe." His words were oddly calming, and Luffy immediately eased his tensed shoulders once he snapped his head around him, to see nothing but the vast sea. Then, he saw the small sailboat he was currently in.

"Who are you?" Luffy asked dumbly, head tilted to the side, trying to think about what happened before. 

The whirlpool!

That's right! He was caught in a stupid whirlpool and his ship got destroyed!

Then this person saved him?

Wow, he's a really nice person!

"I could ask you the same thing. I saw a barrel floating, and once I opened it, you were sleeping in it." Luffy does recall jumping into a barrel desperately to save himself, after all, devil fruit users can't swim. 

He'll just sink like an anchor!

"Oh...I see. Thanks for saving me!" Luffy thanked the mysterious man with a bright grin, and bowed his head in thanks, just like Makino taught him.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, what's your name? And what are you doing on the sea?"

"I'm Monkey D. Luffy! The man who will become the Pirate King!"

"D's will bring a storm, my star."

"Remember, my star, Nature never lies, and the stars always guide."

The man froze for a moment and widened his eyes. Then he looked around as if in disbelief before he turned back to him with a stern expression. 

"It's gonna be a hard journey." 

"Yup! That's why I need to find a strong crew!"

Another pause, and Luffy thinks this man thinks too much. 

"I see. Nice to meet you, Mister Monkey."

"Don't call me that!" Luffy childishly pouted and crossed his arms. 

"Call me Luffy! But who are you?"

"Well then, Luffy, nice to meet you. My name is Rigel. Where are you going?" 

Luffy thought for a moment, his childish face scrunched up as if he was thinking for a few seconds before he sighed and shook his head. He looked up and then grinned stupidly, his big D smile on his face.

"I don't know!" Luffy watched the other blink slowly. Luffy then looked at his attire, it was different from what he’s seen in his hometown. 

He was wearing a lot of layers of clothing, doesn’t he get hot in there? 

Rigel had a long dagger by his hip, and there seems to be tattoos peeking out of his clothes on his hands and neck. 

So cool! 

"Hey hey, want to join my crew-woah!" Luffy gasped as an eagle swooped down from the sky and landed on Rigel’s head. Rigel raised a hand to touch the eagle’s long, black wings while it screeched at him. 

"SO COOL! YOU HAVE AN EAGLE?!" Luffy fawned over the eagle and yelled in awe. 

"Yes. Her name is Bellatrix or you can call her Bella." The eagle seemed to bow and had a smug look on its face. 

"Amazing! Wanna join my crew!?" 

"No." 

"C'mon~ We'll go on big adventures! I'm going to get a cook, a navigator, a swordsman, and a musician!" 

The eagle screeched and laughed at the mere suggestion. Rigel only raised a brow. 

"First of all, I don't know who you are-"

"I told you my name is Monkey D. Luffy, and I'm going to be the Pirate King!"

"Second of all, you have no crew-" Luffy stuck his face close to the older male with his arms extended.

"You're going to be my First Mate!" Rigel blinked at his surefire statement but nonetheless continued with his reasoning.

"Third of all, are you strong enough to lead a crew?" Rigel stood up, towered over him as he asked his final questions.

"If you can prove your strength, I'll consider joining this crew of yours."

"Yahoo! I got a new crewmate!" Bella slapped her wings to Luffy's face and the other immediately apologized. 

"Sorry sorry, two crewmates!" Bella nodded in acknowledgment and bawked at him. 

"Shut up Bella." Rigel rolled his eyes at her attitude, and the bird immediately attacked him with her beak. The male easily dodged her attacks without even looking at her as if it was normal. 

Luffy blinked at the brief interaction between the eagle and Rigel before his eyes turned star-like once again as he came to a realization.

"YOU CAN TALK TO ANIMALS?! SO COOL!" Luffy gapped at the two and Bella was soaking in attention now. She stopped and posed as if she was the star in the show. She brushed her neon bandana scarf and perched peacefully on the side of the boat.

"I'm so happy that you joined my crew!" 

"I did not."

"You did!"

"I said after your prove your strength-"

"Look! There's a ship!" 

The brunette turned, his dagger lingered by his side and his multiple thread necklaces followed his turn. Bella too snapped her head around and observed the pink ship.

Luffy grinned brightly at the thought of food. 

"It's a pirate ship!"

"Yes."

Bella sneered at the boat and crossed her wings. Rigel returned a snort.

"Hmm? What are you guys talking about?" 

"Nothing." Then the straw-hat boy grinned, a look of determination and mischievousness crossed his eyes.

"Yosh! I'm going to see if they are nice people!"

In an instant, Luffy stretched his body, and slinged himself forward without a single care in the world. 

Bella screamed. 

Luffy didn’t look back to see a sudden dazed look in Rigel’s eyes, one that quickly dissipated and turned to one of consideration. 

“Run away my star. Let Nature guide you to safety.” 

“Never forget us, for we are always here for you.” 

“Bella, it’s just you and me now. One day, I will find Father, and I will get revenge for our people.”

“Hey Rigel and Bella! I beat the fat lady!” Luffy waved at the two in the distance, beckoning them to join him. 

He gaped when Rigel’s boat suddenly jerked forward and sped towards him like a rocket. Bella, of course, simply soared in the air and landed gracefully in front of him. 

Rigel jumped onto the ship without any issue, and Luffy knew at this moment, he really wanted them on his crew! 

“I saw.” 

“Shishishi, so join my crew now!” 

Rigel simply smiled before glancing at Bella, and with her approval, Rigel nodded. 

“Alright then, I’ll be your First Mate and your guide.” 

Luffy grins, he can’t wait to learn more about what Rigel can do. 

"My star, always remember. Nature hears us, and calls us their children, so we must treat the world with the same love and care as Nature loves us."

"We must be grateful for the land nature has bestowed us, the plants we eat, and the sun and the moon to lead us."

The lovely song his mother sings as she dances freely on the grass. Her hand holding his and her smile always present on her lips.

"Nature is our home, and we should always respect it as we do to our kin."

But why did Nature betray them? 

Luffy recruited so many cool and weird people on his crew!

He got an animal tamer, a swordsman, a navigator, a cook, a sniper, and a raccoon doctor! 

Luffy grins as he watches the chaos unfold again on Merry, and immediately jumps in on the fun. 

“Rigel! Zoro and Sanji are fighting again!” Chopper runs toward the boys cabin and knocked on the door.

When Rigel opened the door, Chopper quickly ran behind him with tears rolling down his cheeks. 

Luffy thinks Chopper is Rigel’s favourite, even though Rigel denies it every time. He watches him pick Chopper up and pats his head. 

“They’re crazy! And they’re destroying Merry!” 

Luffy shrugs before returning a punch back at Zoro’s head while laughing. 

That’s okay! They are all of his precious Nakama!

“Chopper, can you get the first aid kit?” Luffy barely heard it, but he snapped his head around to check. 

“Okay!” The moment Chopper left, Rigel cracked his knuckles and stretched as he approached the moss pit. 

“Ooh! Rigel here!“ Luffy exclaimed, ready to engage the man in a fight.  

“Perfect timing, I’ll beat Rigel for good-“ Zoro turns around swiftly, ready to throw punches at him. 

Ah! Did Luffy mention that Zoro never won against Rigel before in a fight? 

“Rigel, don’t stop me from beating this annoying Marimo-“

“Zoro, Sanji.” Rigel walked past them, precisely parring slashes and shielding against kicks with his dagger before stopping right in front of Luffy.

“What the- how did he take my katanas!?” 

“Oi! Why did you take the key to the fridge!?” 

“Shishishi! Rigel is the strongest!” Rigel held three katanas in his arm and the key looped around his pinky. 

Just before Luffy could steal the key, Rigel flicked his forehead, leading Luffy falling down and whining in pain.

“Why does it hurt so much!? Is it the Haki thing you told us about?! No fair!”

“Luffy, no dessert today.” Rigel easily dodged a stretched hand that shot past him in an attempt to grab the key to the fridge.

“What??? Why??” 

“Just because, Captain. Fights are fine, but destroying Merry? That’s not acceptable.”  

"Captain Usopp agrees!" Usopp whimpers from the ground but gave a thumbs up nonethelee.

“Rigelll!” 

Rigel tossed all the items to Nami who gave him a thumbs up, then he cracked his knuckles. 

“Now then, it’s time for training isn’t it?” 

The Monster Trio could only curse internally when the First Mate had a gentle, suspicious smile on his face.

“Come at me.” 

Bellatrix squawks as if acting like a whistle and immediately soaring into the sky and landing right beside Nami and her lounge chair.

“Serves them right.” Nami sighs before she continues to sunbathe, and disregard the screams of pain below her. 

Bella laughs as she sips her juice.

“Straw Hat Luffy, your First Mate is more dangerous than you think.”

 

Luffy thinks Rigel is cool.

He’s also smart, and strong. 

Luffy thinks he found the perfect First Mate. 

Rigel teaches them about Haki, about the strong enemies they have to be careful of, and as Nami would say: “the only sane person on this ship.” 

But sometimes, Rigel looks far far away into the sea for a long long time, and Luffy doesn’t know why. 

Nami says that maybe Rigel misses his home, since he always looks in the same direction whenever he spaces out. 

Luffy can understand, because nothing will ever replace his home back in East Blue, even though the world is so much cooler than he ever thought. 

“Bella says don’t tell Rigel that she said anything but they come from the New World, the other half of the Grand Line.” Chopper translates and Nami is the first to react and explain. 

“Amazing!” Luffy exclaimed, getting a whack by the Eagle to shush him, even though she was enjoying the attention.

“'So you should get stronger! So Rigel can tell you more!' Bella says.”

When Rigel asked them about the sudden motivation to train, for once, the Monster Trio didn’t complain, but Luffy of course, exposed the reason and everyone, especially Bella, got in trouble.

“Well, Bella is right about one thing. Get stronger, then I’ll teach you more. But until then, the more you know, the more dangerous it becomes.” 

With a salut, Rigel became relieved and they trained more rigorously than before. 

“Rigel, why did you join Luffy’s crew?! My old man is going to be jealous!”

“Nature told me to. Said I would regret it if I didn’t. Nature is right.” 

“What?! You’re using that excuse again. Damn, you never change don’t you?” 

“Rigel’s my First Mate Ace!” Ace backed away with a sheepish grin when Luffy latched onto Rigel like a Koala. 

“I got it, relax Luffy.” Then Ace leaned forward with a little smirk.

“So? Why did you call us two out to the bar? Something you Heard again?” 

“Maybe, but it’s also something I remembered. You have a third brother right?” Ace and Luffy froze. Rigel smiled as he downed his drink. 

“You remembered? Did you Hear something-” 

“Ace? Luffy?” 

The two immediately turned and they saw their lost brother standing at the door. 

“S-Sabo? You’re alive?”

“A-Ace? L-Luffy?”

Rigel watched them crash into one another and hug as if it was their last. Through sobs and messy words, the three brothers reunite again. 

“I can never forget, Ace.”

Sometimes, Luffy wonders just who is his First Mate, someone that seems to be hiding a lot of things, and someone strong enough to be acknowledged by the strongest swordsman in the world.

Someone who is feared by others. 

Someone who is wanted by powerful people. 

He is also someone who doesn’t like to talk that much, but someone who likes to train.

Often times, it would be Zoro and Rigel sparing and even when Zoro loses, he replies with a grin on his lips saying “one more time!”.

Luffy joins in of course. 

Luffy trusts him. Rigel’s strong and smart and can teach the crew everything they don’t know. 

Everyone likes him! 

When Robin joined them in Alabasta, he was the first she got along with. 

Maybe because they are both smart so they read together a lot. 

It was only when they reached Enies Lobby that the crew learned much more about the mysterious First Mate.

“Straw Hat Luffy, I’ll tell you this, if it wasn’t for Rigel Abungu going into hiding after he left the Reoluntionary Army, the New World pirates would’ve flipped the world upside down to capture him.” Luffy remembered the Leopard Bastard say. 

“So you better kick him out of your crew if you want to live. He’s out of your league.”

Luffy doesn’t want to kick Rigel out of his crew, not after what Rigel did for them!

Not after Rigel let him see his brothers again!

“I’ll will protect him!” 

“You? Protect him? He’s the one protecting your little crew! You think the world didn’t know that he joined your crew?” 

It was then when Luffy realized that Rigel has been protecting and guiding them the entire time. 

But never the other way around.

“I’m going to be the King of Pirates and Rigel is going to be my First Mate!”

“You still don’t get it. He’s a former leader of the Revolutionary Army! His people perished because they Heard too much!”

“Shut up!” 

“Straw Hat!”

“I’m going to protect him!”

A promise that definitely did not go unheard.  

“Luffy will definitely be the King of Pirates.” 

Sometimes, Luffy thinks Rigel is lonely.

Bella says Rigel Hears too much, knows too much, and carries too much on his back 

But she says it’s the force that pushes Rigel to find his father and get revenge on the world.

Once, Luffy sees him leaning against the ship’s railing, and chatting seriously with the birds, his face darkening as if something bad is about to happen.  

It looked as if he was gonna do something secretive again. 

Luffy rushes forward and lunges at the man. 

Rigel simply lets him without complaint, in fact, he wasn’t fazed at all. 

Luffy wraps his arms around his torso and stays there. 

“Luffy?”

“Hey! Rigel is my Nakama! Don’t take him away!” Luffy yells at the birds, getting a couple angry squawks in return. The birds charge towards him but Rigel stops them. 

Whenever the birds bring news, Rigel always has work to do. 

The birds chirped and hmphed before they left, not without leaving a stink eye. But Luffy stuck out his tongue in response. 

“Luffy, I’m not going anywhere.” Luffy uncoils from the taller man and watches him dust off the feathers on his clothes. 

“How could I leave the crew?” 

"You better stay.” Luffy pouts.

Rigel laughs and it’s the first Luffy heard him laugh so freely. 

“Of course Captain.”

[katkat030]

1 6 8

hello!!! and omg good pick of questions ty :D

1 - 🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s)

home, home again (i like to be here when i can)

The title is taken from the lyrics of Time by Pink Floyd, imo the Ethubs song ever. Clock motifs my beloved.

6 - 💾What is your document of your wip/ a wip called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)

I'm going to grab a title from another WIP that... I'm not sure I'll ever publish tbh, I just think it's too funny not to write, even if it's just for myself.

Yup. A keysmash. I think it's fitting for what the story's looking like atm lmao

8 - ♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP

OKAY GOOOOD QUESTION

^ this turned into an essay I'm so sorry my inability to be normal about them is showing

You'd probably need context to understand the significance, seeing as this is based off someone else's au (Shepscapade's DBHC au) which in turn takes android mechanics from the video game Detroit Become Human- firstly, here's the illustrated guide that Shep made on all things android, feel free to skip to the second half/most recent addition to the post for interfacing!

And a LITTLE bit of background (I'm trying to keep this short and I'm so sorry I think I failed) - at one canon point in the au, Etho, an android, tries to do something called interfacing with Bdubs, a human. (here :D)

- That's not something that's possible, by the way, it's only things that androids can do with other androids - and something that, as the illustrated guide explains, most would shy away from doing unnecessarily.

- And I think for Etho to accidentally try to do that in what's still relatively early on in their "friendship" with someone who isn't even an android is pretty crazy (huge display of trust + intimacy afsdljkflll)

ANYWAY all that is to say is that after the incident, you'll notice Etho's wearing gloves (something Shep pointed out in the tags of the "Etho interfaces with Bdubs" post).

Looks like somebody really wants to avoid embarrassing himself with a repeat.

But say they've been gardening the entire afternoon. Say Etho's gloves are tucked into his pocket. Say they hold hands while they're lying down. Say Etho accidentally tries to interface with Bdubs again, now another season of their developing relationship down the line. Oooh boy that would be awkward wouldn't it >:)

And that's the scrapped idea! I stopped in the middle of writing that scene to really think about the implications. And imo the display of trust that it would be for Etho to consciously, deliberately decide not to pull away, despite being startled by Bdubs holding his hand... idk I just think that's better :3

[light-lanterne]

First of all, I just wanna say I love your writing. It is so beautiful in everything: imagery, visually and plot wise. And so s a d- but we love angst in this household

I can’t wait for 4’33”! Such an interesting idea, hanahaki rarely shows long term effects so I think switching flowers and death with silence is genius.

Is it a common/well-known thing?

Do the silenced people learn sign language?

Is this set after season 4?

Right now these are the only questions I can think of but I shall be back with more later

hi hi ! that's very sweet, thank you ;-; i love angst~ sorry if it gets too angsty sometimes x.x

i'm glad you like the idea ! since mike didn't contact will after he left hawkins, i thought it might be interesting to recontextualise that distance~

anyway, yup, this condition is well known ! i'm still working out some details about it, but in my head this has been happening forever even if the research about it has only been ongoing for a few decades by the time the story starts. that said, people irl are not nice about disabilities so the individuals riddled with this condition have a hard time in society and there are very few resources available to them. sign language is not taught to anyone unless they actively seek (and pay) to learn it, so for the most part they tend to communicate via notepads and little noises :(

as for your other question, s4 didn't happen in this au. it was all over once they defeated the mind flayer and ruined the russians' plans, and the byers (+ hop) only moved so that the kids would get to heal far away from hawkins.

that said, the story takes place in 1994~! will has recently finished college, lives in new york, and has a rather mediocre job while he saves up to get himself a little studio to work on his art~ so there will be a few differences in his characterisation (since his s4 arc didn't happen), but not that many. mike's the one who's different in this~

thank you again for the sweet words~ hope this answered your questions !

story summary 🎻

[little-miss-raven]

Something short i wrote based on this, and a few ideas in the comments, such as her name. i hope you like it >:D

You might wonder, what does The Spider-Punk do on his day off? When he’s not saving people, battling fascists, or taking down a totalitarian government, what does he do? It changes day to day, no surprise there, but today he’s doing something very punk: Shopping at a few small local stores.

Hobie wanders the side streets, eyeing the various thrift stores and second hand shops in between the big brand companies. He doesn’t have any favorites, just whatever catches his eye or any places he hasn’t visited yet. Maybe he’ll stop by a friend’s stall and pick up some food while he’s out.

While pondering his next move, he spots someone familiar. Up ahead of him is a head of grey, coily hair with a pink wrap. She’s so short he would’ve missed her if it weren't for his own height. Well, maybe he would’ve heard the clacking of her thick jewelry pieces. Her granddaughter made them, as he’s been told a few times.

She’s carrying a bag almost as big as her, leaning back a bit to accommodate the weight of it. He scans around her. No one offers the old woman any help, of course. He scoffs. Hobie mumbles about disrespect and lack of basic kindness as he makes his way towards her.

“Mornin’, Miss June. Wanna hand with tha’?” He leans down a bit as he slows to her speed, stopping when she does. He takes his hands out of his vest pockets and offers them to her.

“Oh, ‘ello dear! Well, aren’t you just the swee’est thing,” she hands the bag over to him. He sweeps it up into one arm, putting the other hand back in the pocket. June pats his arm, “Such a strong boy. So kind too. Don’t see much of that today! ’S nice to see it’s still out there.”

Hobie shrugs, “Least I can do considerin’ all your hard work.”

She laughs, “My hard work?”

“Hard to hide all the yarn y’have to make those sweaters. Or the food y’buy to-”

“Alright, alright, you’ve made your point.” She swipes her bag at him but he only chuckles, “No need to yell it from the rooftops. I jus’ keep myself busy, that’s all.”

The two walk towards June’s home. On the way, she tells him all about what her plans are for those groceries, her book club and the book they're reading, her lovely grandchildren, things like that. Hobie listens all the while, occasionally piping up to answer a question or two.

It’s hard to miss her house. Small, homey, clearly built decades ago. What really makes it stand out, however, is its comparison to all the large apartment buildings surrounding it on all sides. Hobie always liked the look of her house more.

At the top of the creaky steps, June pulls out a big set of jangly keys and unlocks 3 locks. “Come in, come in!” She beckons him inside with a wave of her hand. He ducks under the doorway and follows after her.

He’s coaxed in by the scent of lavender and vanilla. Her house is covered in memories; faded photos on the wall, used books, vintage furniture, homemade nick nacks, either she made or gifts from her family. A few small plants sit next to picture frames on various tables.

He peers into her living room to the right and- yup- sees the mountain of yarn partially hidden behind her rocking chair. It could be excused as just the yarn collection every knitter has. But with how quickly she goes through it, that’s hard to defend. He smirks to himself.

“Where y’want this bag?” He calls out from the hallway.

“Just in the kitchen, dear!” She’s somewhere in the back of the house. He walks into the kitchen, filled with old appliances that have been repaired again and again, sometimes by himself. Hobie can’t help but check the fridge door he fixed up a month ago; yup, still opens evenly. Inside, there's a few cardboard boxes ready to be filled and donated. He closes it and puts the bag on the counter.

“Ok, here I am.” She joins him in the kitchen, her hands clasping around something. “I wanted to give you something for your help. Y’see, my grandson makes pins, very nice ones. He said this one should go to the Spider-Man if I ever met him but, well. He’s a busy man, I’m sure. Not like he’ll help an old lady carry some groceries home, hm?” She gives him a mirthful smile. 

Opening her hands, she reveals a pin about the size of her palm. The letters ‘F N S M’ are printed on it in comic lettering with different colored borders. She continues, “So, in case you see him any time soon, I’d like to give it to you.”

“I’ve heard Spider-Man’s a right prick. ‘M not sure he deserves somethin’ like tha’,” he says with a grin.

“Oh, but you do, honey.” His grin slowly fades, “Perhaps more than he does.”

Hobie… never really thought of that. Sure, Spider-Man does all sorts of good things to help people but Hobie Brown? Doing good just as himself? Doing enough good to get something in return?

“Doing small things to help others is just as important as saving the city, dear.” She pins the piece of tin to his vest, giving it a small pat. “If there’s anything I’ve learned in life, it’s that.”

He gives her a small but genuine smile this time. “Thank you, Miss June.”

She lightly smacks his arm, “How many times do I have to tell you to call me auntie?”

Hobie should have a little old lady who adores him

[qkzy]

healing together

little gifts

they remember you they remember feeling heard

in a cruel world

forced to interact with humans

forced to not zombie fy into their scripts.....

a tension between behind the counters

overwhelemd tears

constant chaos constant intteruptions

to flow in between and amidst and in the intteruptions

accept all interruptiopns

PLEASE INTTERRUPOT ME THIS IS FLOW

and practice and flow

draft saved

a burnign of a wire

a cake

a heart cake

a heart making greek lady scratching many things

obesrving ciao bella

two ciao bella

one with rings

one ciao bella a bit quier

one coin collector

one san franscico

one cash cash boom

one bloody eye i like messy nailpolish oyu are not boring

one why are you so happy

one heloo hobble hobble to the happies girl in woodlands

one beautiful lady i see you i se the shop i see the tiredness and work is put through

one thank you for printing everyyhing

one i shall walk and this is the year iswas born this is the year i was born and now i shall read all my silly magainze s but laughter

laughter i bring you laughter i shall share with you bow

sparllign diamons laughet er shared smelling smiling smelling smiling looking at numbers giggling at wins and losses and more gigle and the state of teh world an d the intenstiy and balance and more things and c'est la vie la noir la vie les diamonts noirs a bientot mervielu and itailin

and macedonina

and dzin dobre zoupka babcia waz

and a winning

and breathe fast word play she is traveling the world

and forced politenss

and tired of being kind and feeling forced enrgy thrust forth

and hello where is the teaxi where is the taxi

and crotchet lady that does not like to speak

and baking lady

and colorugul daughet with sparekles in her hair

and cool mom

and many spenders much spender peopl

and sailing cflubs

and golfing clubs

and you are a blessing ad we dtry our best all we can do is trt our best

and here can you lainate this prayer

with ominsiceint omsinc onc spelling mistakes

adn wearing scarges and picing safarin

and unicorns adn unciron head badns

and cheeryness

and im feeling tired i dont really like being kind to children

and leaves and pain

and massages that help

anmd cadnleign

amd staying just simply at a flower byesdie the candlee iglih twe stare

to mmayn scfereens

but this time i dont have to type or lok at the screen

jsut fingers do work

but to have sunday mornign piano maybe not use words theat are identicied we dont know ho w private or publis these entries are i forgot

but i do still remember how to type adn tehre is magic in that

i see a pland

the plant

the begging nest plant

let us now count the leaves

listki

one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven

we never coundted them before

was sometihngg just crawling on my face

we welcome crawls

and intteruptions

just d no walk into my eye.. mm

mpore epaceful mblss

and the babcai that sings how coudl we fogret

and the wipe your bum

come

and so many spirits

oh the skrit slit

t oh and lady gaga we lost count

so many different souls

in a foster home

dcannot slee

a proper ppillwo

mmm

tiss beautlfil to be

a bird

a fleet

all but all of this all of this is just a sumple fleeting moment tis tis tis tar tar tar

gunk wiping

sitting on floor oh t sit afer many horus

just me and the vacuum cleaner

is a bliss unto itself

jsut sitting

vacuumign coersn

those dark dark corers

those dark dark places thatno one e wants to g

ther ei stay

theere is tay

vacuumign

corners

echos

in an instant

nine yeras pass by

or they coudl hof

and stilll the lion guards us

echoes

of the solar eseence lulbaly

mm

doors close

doors open

beets contineu

refresh refeh

let anxiesty pass

we know you

you are friend anxity

yup oh i feel afraid thsi is normal jsut accept it as an dernrghy

[treadmilltreats]

The peace in your life

I remember a long time ago I went to a meditation class and they asked what you truly wanted in my life. They made you write it on a piece of paper and speak it to the universe.

Recently I found that piece of paper in my wallet and it said

"I want peace within"

Of all the things I could have asked for, I knew I wanted peace in my life, something money could never buy.

I wanted the kind of peace that comes into your life, that you no longer worry. The kind of peace that your faith is so strong, you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that everything will be okay. The day I cried out to God after hitting rock bottom is the day I received this kind of peace. It is an indescribable feeling when you let go and let God because your life will never be the same.

Despite what you have done, he will love and forgive you. No matter how many times you screw up, he still feels like you deserve it, you deserve his favor and his grace and mercy.

I remember the first time coming into my church. I was broken, I was hurting, I was lost and I had nowhere to go and no one to help me.

That day I knew that God spoke to me through my Bishop, the message was for me. It was about John, who was in the boat and Jesus told him to get out of the boat in the storm, to trust him that he could walk on the water. He listened but once he doubted his faith, he sunk yet Jesus still saved him. This was me, I was drowning in a storm, I believed but not totally and it felt like I kept sinking until I truly gave it over to him.

That was 11 years ago and today I no longer worry about what people say. I no longer worry about bills or clients or what if's. I stand fast in his words...I pray and let God worry, that's it, that is my physiology of life, pretty simple right? Yup...pray and let God worry, my part is trusting and believing, the rest is up to him.

I have to tell you the last 9 years have been incredible. You can feel the peace when you walk into my home when you're around me and it's even in my writing, it is everywhere in my life now. I learned that if something or someone is threatening that peace, they are history, because I've worked too hard to get it, and nothing is going to mess this up.

I know that it was not easy to get to this place, it took practice, and it took time to get and stay here. I know that anything you want takes time, it takes practice but eventually, you will be able to do it, just like I have.

I am no different than anyone else, I just wanted it badly enough that I was willing to do whatever it took to get there.

You know the saying when you're sick and tired of being sick and tired then you will change.

So today my friends, let go of stress, sleepless nights, anger, anxiety, and heart palpitation, none of which will change your situation. Instead chose peace. Let Go and let God and you will find it, look what happened all those years ago, I spoke of it and so it was...

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